Chapter 742 (1/2)

When night fell, the tired troops returned to the temporary camp again.

Throughout the day, they rushed for hundreds of kilometers and killed nearly 50 demons with different strength before and after.

These demons are all nazura demons, but they are very good at using spells, spreading chaos and fear, but none of the ubboris demons and the komala demons like tentacles.

This is a good thing. Maybe the channel opened by the Great Rift Valley is just in the area where nazura demons live in the purgatory abyss, and the other two more destructive demons didn't notice.

”It's not a good thing.”

Sitting around the campfire, hickarin said to the others very seriously: ”in today's battle, we rely too much on salatimore's strength. Don't forget, it's a devil! We must be vigilant against the devil!”

”You're too nervous.”

Locke smiled and said, ”no matter what it is, at least it's on our side now, isn't it?”

Hickarin said coldly, ”the devil is good at playing with people. When you think it's your own, you've been bewitched by it.”

Locke stalled: ”I don't think there's anything in me worth it, let alone... It has signed a contract with his majesty Donne.”

Locke thought that the devil is good at pitching humans in the contract, but if it's your majesty Donne, I'm afraid it doesn't mean who is pitching who

Then again, even if it really dared to betray them, it would be easy for his majesty Donne to crush it?

Locke peeked at Donne. The old God was roasting a kebab. Donne didn't care about the sparkly conversation between them.

Look at your calm face. This is the style of a great general!

”Your Majesty Donne, I'm afraid we are too optimistic about the action to clean up the devil.”

Lyon was silent for a long time and suddenly said, ”today alone, we met more than 50 demons. According to the scale of the Great Rift Valley, these 50 may account for only one tenth of the total.”

”Not so much.”

Donne shook his head, smelled the kebab, put it by the fire, and said, ”saratimore told me today that there will be no more than two hundred demons left.”

”So sure?”

”Of course, who do you think I am?”

Saratimore fell from the sky and directly turned into a kitten. He walked to Elsa with elegant and arrogant steps and sat down. Then he said faintly, ”if there are more than 200 demons around here, you can smell the stench in the air. We have fought with them for so many years. Don't you even understand this kind of thing?”

The power of demons has its own corruption. They will corrupt everything around them, which is very similar to the power of chaos.

Elsa tilted her head and asked curiously, ”why do demons and Demons fight?”

Yiluli was stunned and subconsciously said, ”isn't this taken for granted...”

taken for granted?

Donne frowned slightly. It didn't seem that simple.

When playing the game made by the gods on the earth, it mentioned about the devil and the devil, but it was vague. No one knew the specific situation. In addition, the number of times the game dealt with the devil was very few, and most players didn't even know the difference between the devil and the devil.

But since the background explains the difference between the two, it means that the gods absolutely know the things between the devil and the devil.

The most obvious point is that the devil is the creation of the dark god Apophis, but the devil is not.

”You don't know?”

Saratimore glanced at them and said faintly, ”Oh, it's normal not to know. After all, human beings are short-lived.”

Lyon was also stunned: ”is there any secret in this?”

In the teachings of the Holy See of light, there are chapters on guarding against demons and purifying demons. The difference is obvious, but all believers don't understand why.

”Secret? There's no secret, just...”

Saratimore frowned slightly and said faintly: ”... It should be said to be a tragedy?”

”Tragedy?”

”Yes.”

Saratimore looked at Donne and noticed that he was also attracted. Suddenly, his heart moved: ”want to know the truth about this? Then show sincerity.”

It still hasn't given up fighting Donne.

”Sincerity?”

Donne glanced at it lightly: ”I don't know if it's sincere to throw you into a pile of estrous male cats after banning demons?”

”... you devil!”

Saratimore screamed and jumped into Elsa's arms: ”after you die, your soul will be thrown into the soul furnace by greterence!”

Donne flicked the kebab, sniffed, and smiled with satisfaction: ”don't bother, now, say.”

“……”

Saratimore swallowed hard and said, ”in fact... The devil is also the devil.”