"It's here!"
This voice shook the void, and all of the Magi, whether they were meditating or doing something else, stopped and looked at Monchi.
"It has already arrived at Rasudran," Monchi emphasized once more. "The eye I left in Rasudran has already sensed its presence."
Everyone knew who the "it" Meng Qi was talking about was.
The Demon God's descendant was their target this time.
On the floating ice, everyone's mood changed. They became more cautious and tense than before.
Although everyone knew that their journey had begun the moment they stepped into the void, they were still in a daze. However, before the Demon God's descendant showed up, everything was still unknown.
Now that the Demon God's descendant had arrived at Rasudran, there was no turning back. Regardless of success or failure, they would stand on the opposite side of the Demon God.
"Sir Monchi, I've always been curious. Why would a Demon God's descendant come to the surface?"
Generally speaking, powerful existences in the Abyss would not come to the surface without a special reason. Because the surface layer was weak, the inner layer could give demons a greater boost. It was the same reason why wizards did not want to leave the Fey Continent.
Even mid-order demons rarely came to the surface layer. Why would a Demon God's descendant come here?
Monchi only had a rough idea. When he was traveling in the Abyss, he heard a rumor that the Demon God's descendant was looking for something, and that something was said to be in the surface layer.
Later, Monchi went to the Starliege Church to seek answers.
However, it was difficult for prophets to cross planes and explore the Abyss World Line. Moreover, Monchi wanted to find the descendant under the shadow of the Demon God.
In the end, the only thing he could confirm was that the Demon God's descendant would come to the surface layer.
"I've looked into many secrets. The Demon God's descendant came to the surface layer in search of something. However, I don't know what it is exactly. However, Lupanye once prophesied that the Demon God's descendant was looking for something that would not affect our mission. "
At this point, Meng Qi suddenly paused, his brows tightly knitted together.
"Sir Monchi, what is it?"
"Fire patterns appeared in the sky above Rasudran. It's as if the entire sky is burning. What's going on? Could it be that this phenomenon is caused by its arrival? "
"Huh? The eye I left in Rasudran saw it!" Monchi said suspiciously, "That descendant of the demon god went to that mysterious little shop?!"
…
The Psychedelic Hut welcomed a guest.
The newcomer was a rare humanoid demon. She was even taller than Angor by two heads. Even when sitting down, she gave off an oppressive aura.
He was wearing a set of complicated silver and blue armor with strange runes on it, which attracted Angor's attention.
Although it was in the shape of a human, its body under the armor was completely white, like the best quality white porcelain. Not only was it streamlined and smooth, but it was also full of elegance and charm.
He did not know if this was due to the creature's natural skin color or a layer of shell. His face was also as white as porcelain, which did not look real.
What was worth mentioning was that his eyes were squinting and smiling, like crescent moons. Below his right eye, there was a light blue diamond-shaped mark. The mark looked like a clown's eyes, but it did not look funny at all. Instead, it gave off a mysterious feeling.
Canaan said she was going to investigate the reason for the lockdown in the central sector, so Angor did not expect anyone to come to the shop. Angor did not expect a guest to show up, so he had no choice but to step forward.
"Sir, if you want to go on a tour, please wait for a moment." While speaking, he couldn't help but look at the runes on the monster's armor. They looked familiar to him.
The demon did not say anything. Instead, it studied Angor carefully.
Soon, he heard a chuckle.
Angor noticed that the demon's lips did not move even when it laughed. Did it mean that the porcelain white shell on the demon's face was not real skin? Was it a mask?
"You seem interested in these runes?" A gentle voice reached Angor's ears.
Angor looked at the demon in front of him in surprise. Unlike the other demons he met before, this demon's voice was unusually gentle, like a gentle breeze blowing across the center of a lake. However, this kind of gentleness was not pure gentleness. There was a hidden sharpness, or rather, a sense of majesty. It was like a silent string that slowly bound one's hands and feet with its words, making one unconsciously follow its words.
Also, the demon was speaking Abyss Language.
Angor knew that pure-blood demons despised Abyss Language, so he was prepared to not understand it. However, the demon did not seem to mind the language at all.
"I'm just curious because it's so rare," Angor said.
"Rare?" The chuckle came from under the white mask. "But haven't humans been studying Abyss Inscriptions? Even the Scholar of Cruelty praised your pioneering spirit. "
Angor widened his eyes and looked at the white demon in front of him.
The patterns on the demon's armor were Abyss Inscriptions, which surprised Angor a little. However, what surprised him more was that the demon vaguely pointed out his identity.
During his time in Rasudran, no other demon apart from Nightclub Master noticed that Angor was a human. Not even the Great Demon, Iyadese.
But this white demon knew who he was?!
Was it because Oderklas' Fire Mark was no longer working? Or was it strong enough to see through Oderklas' Fire Mark?
Angor tried his best to calm himself down. "I don't quite understand what you're saying, sir. So this is Abyss Inscriptions? You've really opened my eyes. "
The demon chuckled and lifted its head.
Angor saw a hint of mockery in those crescent moon-like eyes.
"I'm curious. Why is a human opening a shop in Demon City?"
The demon's voice was still as gentle as before, but Angor no longer felt as if he had fallen into an ice cave. It was as if he was trapped inside a bottle, and a giant white demon was peeking at him from the mouth of the bottle with an eerie grin.
The evil grin kept flashing in front of Angor's eyes. Fear rose from his heart and made him tremble uncontrollably.
Just as Angor was about to fall into a bottomless abyss, a pair of hands suddenly pressed on his shoulders.
A gentle breeze brushed past Angor's trembling body and blew away his fear. His uneasy and chaotic heart slowly returned to its original state.
"I'm curious as well. As the last descendant of a god, why did you disguise yourself as a demon and come to this shop?" A cold voice came from beside Angor.
Fafnir had somehow moved to Angor's side and put her hand on Angor's shoulder. She was staring at the demon in front of her with a pair of ferocious red eyes.
Angor quickly recalled Fafnir's words.
It wasn't the white demon he thought it was. It was the last descendant of a god?
"The last descendant of a god …" Angor gulped as a horrifying thought came to his mind. Could this be the descendant of the demon god?
The "last descendant of a god" stood up and nodded to Fafnir. "My name is Olucia."
"Olucia?" Fafnir muttered this name and suddenly seemed to remember something. His eyes flashed with disgust: "So you are a descendant of the Flameless Lord. No wonder you have a disgusting smell."
Olucia didn't mind Fafnir's sarcasm. She chuckled. "Compared to the descendant of the Lord of Flameless, I prefer to be called Olucia. I've heard a lot about you, Mister Fafnir. When I was little, Pina Jonas told me a lot about you. "
While they were talking, in the woods outside the Psychedelic Hut.
Juvenile Demon Gravu was staring at the door of the Psychedelic Hut with glowing eyes as if he already saw the scene in his mind. Lady Olucia walked out of the hut and spoke to Gravu. "Don't worry, go on the adventure. It'll be your coming of age ceremony."
Gravu had been a juvenile demon for many years. What it wanted the most was to reach adulthood.
"Steward Tanding, why isn't Lady Olucia out yet?"
Tanding asked helplessly. "Young Master Gravu, she went in less than two minutes ago."
"But …"
"Young Master, even if she wants to go on the adventure, it won't end so soon. Besides, she still needs to check if the adventure is safe. "
"Yesterday, a succubus awakened because of the adventure. It should be fine." Gravu's eyes glowed. "If I awaken too, will I become a Flamespring Demon?"
"Flamespring Demon is only your mature form. Every demon has a different awakening form," Tanding said.
Gravu knew that the awakening form was different from the mature form. However, Gravu wanted to reach the mature form so much that he would add all possibilities into his imagination.
"Even so, it should be possible for me to reach maturity, right?" Gravu was looking forward to it.
Since the door of the Psychedelic Hut hadn't opened, Gravu's gaze started to wander. Suddenly, Gravu saw a Devil Boar under a tree.
Strangely enough, this Devil Boar seemed to be unconscious. However, its left eye was wide open as it stared in the direction of the Psychedelic Hut in shock.
Gravu walked toward the Devil Boar with suspicion.
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