Chapter 61 Chapter 61 World consciousness is probably going crazy? ...

His Majesty has indeed arrived.

But it wasn't just His Majesty who arrived.

Several legion commanders looked at the scene in front of them in confusion and helplessness.

Is this true?

Is all this true?

Isn't it some illusion or hallucination?

Their powerful and mighty Demon King—was being ridden on the shoulders of a little cub?

ah? !

It seemed as if the world was playing a huge joke on them.

In particular, several legion commanders looked at the little cub with a halo above its head. From this angle, they could vaguely see the little white wings hanging down behind the little cub.

Well, this cub riding on their Majesty's head is an angel.

Even weirder, okay?!

Mo Lu's expression was blank for a long time.

The great devil, who was always anxious and overthinking, tried to calm down and put on his standard smile when facing His Majesty the Demon King.

"Your Majesty, what are you doing?"

Frog lifted the little angel down with just one hand.

His action was so sudden that the little one couldn't anticipate it, and he let out a soft "ah".

When the little halo relaxed, it floated up lightly, and then fell down following the little angel.

Because it fell too fast, it hit the little angel on the head, and Xiao Anfeng reached out to straighten it.

puff--

Angel, halo, silly, funny.

Several legion commanders had not yet recovered from their shock when they suddenly saw this scene.

The corners of their lips twitched, and they tried hard to suppress their smiles.

Is this the little angel who fell into the devil's palace?

Why is it so funny?

It's completely different from what was rumored and what I imagined.

"Captain of the First Legion."

Frog had already taken the main seat and naturally placed the little angel on his knees.

The movements were so smooth as if he had been the little angel's father for several years.

"His Majesty!"

The man stepped forward in response, saluting.

"The team will advance to the northwest corner of Scarlet Hell and proceed in secret. Envious reinforcements will arrive from that area. The other teams will also be ready to deploy."

As soon as these words were spoken, the eyes of several legion commanders lit up.

Is this about to take down the Jealous Monarch? Is this the beginning of a path to unifying the demon world?

"Yes, Your Majesty!"

The surrounding demons also began to become restless.

And Xiao Anfeng saw so many unfamiliar big demons at once.

Especially these big demons stared at him with sharp eyes.

This feeling is still a little too strange.

The little angel folded his wings, tried to sit up straight, then raised his head and asked Frog in a low voice.

"Won't I disturb you guys if I'm here?"

At least he shouldn't be involved in this aspect?

An Feng thought so.

Then he saw something familiar in Frog's hand.

The little angel blinked his eyes and reached out to touch the top of his head.

Where's the halo?!

The small halo that Frog had taken away suddenly realized that something was wrong, and flew back to An Feng's head, sticking close to the little angel's platinum hair, as if complaining.

——Just now, a magic spell was cast, and whoosh—the ring was in the hands of the eager devil!

An Feng:......

The big devil, who finally had the right to play with the little cub's halo, cleared his throat, his face expressionless, and a little bit angry. He pressed the little guy's head with his big hand and turned the little guy around.

"What are you looking at? What are you asking? You have to be responsible for your words. Don't you have any idea?"

He sacrificed a lot.

Dad let me call him.

Frog pressed the corners of his lips again.

Mo Lu has been observing from the beginning until now.

He had expected Frog to be enraged by such a provocation.

But in reality, this is not the case.

On the contrary, Frog was in a good mood, his posture relaxed and casual.

When mentioning the Jealous Lord Desis, it seemed as if he was just going to deal with a small minion, rather than about to start a war that would affect the situation in the demon world.

Is it related to this little angel?

Mo Lu was a little confused for a moment.

Because the little guy leaning in Frog's arms looked too natural.

"But your Majesty—"

There were also generals who had been silent all this time, staring at the little angel. Their calm voices stood out amid the surrounding discussions.

"This is a military mission of Scarlet Hell. This one in front of me should be an angel, right?"

Commander of the Seventh Legion, Plan.

He also seems out of place among a group of guys who only want to unify the demon world for His Majesty.

Perhaps because he suffered too much torture in his childhood, he is always thoughtful and does not seem like an impulsive demon.

He stared at the little angel, with a hint of doubt and dissatisfaction in his eyes.

As soon as Frog looked over, Plan had already put away his expression, and his loyalty was also unquestionable.

"Your Majesty, I have no intention of questioning Your Majesty."

An Feng watched all this quietly.

Different from ordinary children.

The battle angel An Feng was born for war and victory.

The war is imminent, and Xiao Anfeng knows very well what to do and how to unite at this time.

He had failed to consider the identity of the two people.

The little guy thought about it and spoke.

"But I have to go to class, and the teacher is waiting for me."

Frog didn't say anything, as if he didn't hear anything. His hands were still on the little angel's waist, and he was looking at the round little halo, very eager to try.

He now realized that if he didn't play with his cubs, what was the point of living a magical life?

An Feng struggled.

Look up at him again.

Finally, he wrinkled his nose.

"I have to go to class—Dad."

A voice called out to Dad, "Go down."

The surroundings became quiet again.

Frog finally secretly twitched the corners of his lips in front of the little angel and let go of his hand.

Very generous.

"Go ahead, stay away from Jia Lan, she has an infectious disease."

The little angel flapped his wings and jumped off Frog's knees.

She looked up at him again, pursed her lips to smile, and muttered.

"Although the teacher is a little strange, please don't keep talking nonsense like this..."

Although Garlan crawls in the dark every day to suck angels, this disease should not be contagious.

The little angel muttered, and without even looking at the expressions of the other big demons, he ran out.

The house was quiet.

What is it?

What did that brat just yell?!

dad?

who? !

Who said dad was talking nonsense?

This little cub still needs education. He is indeed an angel, huh.

The devil who is happy to be a father sits on a high place as still as a mountain.

He stretched out his hand, and wherever his fingertips touched, magic surged. Countless lights and shadows gathered around him, slowly forming a phantom of the terrain of the demon world. Their team, the enemy's position, and possible situations all emerged.

"He fell into my Demon King's Palace and was raised by me for several days. I even dug food for him and made him clothes, spending my money—"

Frog finally spoke, looking at the stunned crowd.

"Shouldn't it be right to let the angel call me daddy?"

hiss--

Yes.

The ten legion commanders were stunned and reacted carefully.

Is there anything wrong with letting this little angel recognize his father?

No!

Their great and arrogant Majesty chose to raise him!

Calling dad out of gratitude—there’s nothing wrong with that!

Especially the little guy has a sweet and soft voice, and it's quite pleasant to hear him call daddy.

When we attack heaven in the future, we can mock those angels.

Wonderful!!

A moment.

All the legion commanders were convinced.

As expected, he is worthy of being called the Demon King!

He truly is an arrogant monarch!

Kill two birds with one stone!

So terrifying!

"Since it's our cub, then Envy sent people to attack our cub, and directly used the Crown Phantom to try to devour the cub belonging to the Scarlet Hell. Today it was that little angel, tomorrow it could be any cub in the Demon King's Castle."

Frog's scarlet demon pupils slowly looked at the demons.

"Should we—let them go?"

Today it could be that little angel, tomorrow it could be anyone.

Their friends, relatives, children, siblings.

As long as jealous monarchs exist, they will always be the sword of Damocles hanging over their heads.

Just a few words.

The ten legion commanders moved in unison.

"No!"

"no way!"

"In Scarlet City, there is no compromise!"

Because the Scarlet City was built like this!

In a palace that appeared out of nowhere a hundred miles away.

On the high seat, a fat body sat diagonally, the scarlet demon eyes slightly widened, and cold sweat broke out bit by bit.

Beside his ear, an arrow driven into the throne carried a terrifying pressure.

The hellfire was barely burning out, leaving a trail of dust and smoke in the air.

Right in front of the Jealous Monarch, a huge hole was broken in the castle built with magic, and it was being repaired bit by bit.

"His Majesty!"

"His Majesty?!"

The remaining power was so strong that only at this moment did the other frightened demons come in panic.

The Jealous Monarch finally regained consciousness and looked up. With a distorted expression, he grasped the arrow that had accurately determined his position. Using force from his fingertips, he crushed the arrow into powder. His voice was filled with rage. "Frog! I must kill you myself, Frog! And that angel, and the Crimson Hell under your command. They will live in terror and oppression forever. I must—take your life with my own hands."

And the heaven.

Kanya didn't know how many times today he had heard bursts of roars coming from the place where the elf prophet Light was in seclusion.

He looked over in confusion.

The angel beside him was reporting to him, and some important matters would be selected by him and reported to the Archangel Perfeita.

And at this moment - the prophet's side was obviously not normal.

"The Holy Light Dragon Knorr has rejected the proposal to return to the human world. Furthermore, the Demon Realm seems unstable. The seal has been loosening for too long and needs to be reinforced by the Archangel. The Demon Realm seems to be making some major moves, and the Seven Demon Lords seem to be beginning a conflict. These changes can be sensed in the human villages close to the Demon Realm seal."

"Well, you continue to observe. If there is any major movement in the Demon Realm, report directly to me. Is there anything else?"

"Not yet, but it seems that the human world is experiencing disasters this year. Do we need to send angels for support?"

"We must respect the results of natural selection."

Kanya spoke slowly.

"Just like the heavy snowfall more than a decade ago, although it was called a disaster, it also selected more warriors, and this year is no different."

"Yes, Lord Kanya."

"Go ahead. I'm going to see what's going on with Master Wright."

Guardian Archangel Kanya spoke.

Wait for Guardian Archangel Kanya to arrive at Wright's retreat.

The elf was dazed and covered in dust after being blown to pieces. He was supported by two guardian angels and was trying to rush inside.

"This is the seventh time, Master Wright, what happened?"

"Yeah, it can't always be like this—you just rushed in and got blown out... Is there any major guidance?"

"Or is it because there has been no response? Did something unexpected happen?"

Wright wiped his face with his hand.

"No, I got a response."

Wright was quite confused.

"Or maybe the response was a bit too much."

Every time I respond, I get blown up, as if I've seen something unacceptable.

"Master Wright, what is the current situation?"

Kanya comes forward, greets and asks.

"I don't know either, but it seems like the world consciousness is going crazy?"