◎You were bitten by a mosquito!◎
Subtly ignoring Lil's curious question about "who is the murderer", Warren coughed lightly and changed the subject: "You just said that Arabella caught a lich?"
Lil then remembered the important matter and said hurriedly, "Yes, that lich was sneaking around the Demon King's Palace. The patrolling demon soldier went over to ask him what he was doing, but the lich attacked him directly. Captain Arabella arrested him and he is now locked up in the military camp."
"Are our demon soldiers injured?" Warren asked nervously.
Lier shook his head first, then nodded, hesitated for a moment, and scratched his ear: "There is no external injury, but the lich tribe has curse magic. It is said that as long as they come into contact with the demon tribe, they can cast a curse."
Warren suddenly became anxious.
Activating the card [Newton's Coffin], he flew to the military camp at the fastest speed. He looked around and his eyes fell on the wooden shed where the demons were gathered.
A dozen demons crowded outside the wooden shed, all of them fiercely staring at the imprisoned lich in the shed. A demon soldier was supported and stood beside, tears welling up in his eyes: "I think I must have been cursed! Ugh, my butt is itchy!"
The demons hurriedly asked the demon soldiers about their well-being, and looked at the lich with increasingly unfriendly eyes.
When Warren landed on the ground, the demons who were concentrating on intimidating the lich were startled and quickly grabbed their weapons. They turned around and saw that it was their king. They all breathed a sigh of relief and quickly made way for the king.
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Since the lives of the demon soldiers were at stake, Warren no longer adopted a conciliatory policy and simply took out the card [Psychic Illusion] and used it directly on the lich.
His goal was to weave a dream of interrogation, threatening the lich to tell the truth and lift the curse on the demon soldiers. However, when a range illusion is aimed at a single target, the energy doubles, and the skill that was originally just weaving an illusion also becomes quite aggressive.
The lich instantly covered his head, screamed, and knelt on the ground, looking at the place where the Demon King was standing in fear, big tears welled up in his lifeless white-gray eyes.
His arms exposed outside the black robe were skinny and bony, and he was very small, looking like a cub. However, the circle of black mist floating around him clearly indicated the danger.
Warren frowned slightly, thinking that the lich looked familiar. However, he had no time to think about it, and threatened sternly: "Remove the curse immediately, otherwise, I will let you know what the devil's wrath is."
"I didn't," Under the influence of the illusion card, the lich who had been refusing to communicate finally spoke. He murmured, trembling all over, and the majestic and terrifying figure of the demon god was reflected in his eyes, "I didn't curse him."
With the help of the illusion card, Warren could vaguely feel the lich's emotions and basically confirm that he was telling the truth.
He turned his head to look at the demon soldier. Just when he wanted to ask if he felt any other discomfort, he found that all the demons looked up at him. The fanaticism in their eyes made Warren take a step back: "What's wrong?"
The outspoken Feiwu expressed the thoughts of all the demons: "My king, you are so handsome when you are angry!"
Warren: “…”
He held his forehead helplessly, and most of his anger was gone because of these funny guys.
The winged demon Feiwu did not come to watch the fun, but was called by Arabella to examine the cursed demon soldier - the winged demons have excellent magical abilities, and Feiwu is the strongest among them. He once learned healing magic, and although he is not as proficient as the vampires, he is more than capable of helping with an examination.
After getting Warren's permission, he flew to the demon soldier that had fought the lich, raised his right hand, and a purple ball of light fell on the demon soldier. After a moment, he withdrew his hand with a strange look on his face: "My king, he is not cursed."
The demon soldier touched his buttocks in fear: "But I still feel itchy?"
Feiwu rolled his eyes: "That's because you were bitten by a mosquito!"
The demons laughed loudly, and the atmosphere was much lighter this time.
Warren also relaxed, and with squinted eyes he watched the demon soldier excitedly howling in celebration of his escape from death: "You are also scared, go back and rest for a while."
"It's okay, I can still continue patrolling," the demon soldier scratched his head happily, "I'm going to kill all the mosquitoes near the Demon King's Palace!"
The demons laughed at him: "Be careful of mosquitoes, they will curse you and bite you every day!"
Demon Soldier: “Humph!”
The only thing that was out of tune with the cheerful laughter was the lich in the wooden shed who was still immersed in the illusion.
"Okay, stop making trouble," Warren smiled and shook his head, his tone gentle. When he turned to look at the lich, he turned back to his majestic appearance mixed with the biting cold wind, "What is your purpose in coming to the Demon King's Palace?"
The lich stated straightforwardly: "The clan leader asked me to secretly curse the middle-level demons who made deals with the Demon King's Palace, and to create the illusion that these middle-level demons were killed by the Demon King, so that they would not dare to come again."
Hearing this, the demon soldiers were extremely angry. They did not dare to interrupt the Demon King's interrogation and whispered to each other: "Why do the Liches always use such sneaky methods? After all, they are also a big tribe in the Demon Realm."
Warren didn't react much. As early as when he saw the [Rebellion X3] buff on the character card, he knew that he would have to fight against these big clans sooner or later. He rubbed his fingertips thoughtfully: "Then why did you appear near the Demon King's Palace?"
Cursing several middle-level demons secretly, there is no need to get close to the Demon King's Palace. On the contrary, the farther away, the safer it is, because other demons will not discover the traces of the lich, and will not be suspected of being related to the destruction of the middle-level demons.
Moreover, according to Liel, this lich has been wandering around the Demon King's Palace for several days. Even if the demon soldiers' reconnaissance capabilities have improved by leaps and bounds and they can find him repeatedly, it is probably because he did not hide his tracks seriously.
The lich raised his head, and his black hood slipped off, revealing his short light gray hair. His expression was dull, and tears kept flowing from his lifeless eyes. His voice seemed a little stereotyped: "Black meat, very delicious..."
Black meat?
Warren blinked, suddenly understanding what the lich meant, and remembered why he always felt that the lich looked familiar.
A long time ago, when he first came to the Demon King's Palace, he gave a piece of chocolate to a little lich who was almost starving to death on the way to the military camp.
"It's you?" He asked in surprise, but he didn't let down his guard and continued to keep the illusion going. "Why did you come to the Demon King's Palace last time?"
"The chieftain asked me to monitor the new demon king," the lich muttered, "If I can't go back, Tono will be killed."
Perhaps it was the intimidation of the illusion that made him feel frightened, or perhaps he had already reached the brink of collapse. The lich slumped to the ground, muttering to himself the chief's request.
His words were fragmented and his logic was confusing. Warren and the magic soldiers listened for a long time before they could figure out the context with difficulty.
This lich was named Tok, and he was a young lich who was about to reach adulthood. Normally, in the Demon Realm where all species were long-lived but it was difficult to have offspring, young liches should be carefully cared for by all races, but Tok was different from other liches. As soon as he was born, he was chosen by the lich clan's treasure, the Cursed Magic Book.
According to the tradition of the Lich Clan, the young cub chosen by the cursed magic book will take over the position of clan leader when he grows up.
However, the current leader of the Lich Tribe is only two hundred years old, which is still a long way from the Lich Tribe's average lifespan of eight hundred years, and he has no intention of giving up the position of leader at all.
It was for this reason that the Lich Clan leader had been trying to kill or destroy Tok. Tok had been tortured since birth, and if it had not been for the protection of several elders in the clan, he would not have survived until now.
But although he often went hungry and was beaten from time to time, the fluctuations of his magic power became increasingly powerful. The Lich Chieftain felt threatened, and after the rebellion, he used Tok's brother Tono to force him, and under the pretext of sending Tok to investigate the Demon King's Palace, he did not give him any food and abandoned him outside the desolate and barren Demon King's Palace.
The lich leader thought very carefully. If Tok met the demon king, the demon king would definitely kill the lich who dared to spy on him. If Tok did not meet him, he would definitely starve to death in his health condition at that time. As long as Tok died outside, it could not be considered that he had killed him. It could only be said that the cursed magic book had made a mistake.
However, he did not expect that Tok actually returned to the tribe by himself. The furious Lich Chief had no choice but to give Tok the task of cursing a middle-level demon and secretly contacted several middle-level demons to kill Tok.
But Tok did not curse the middle demons. He left the tribe and wandered to the Demon King's Palace, hiding next to the stone where he met the Demon King, secretly observing everything in the Demon King's Palace until he was discovered by the patrolling demon soldiers.
"I actually hit a cub! Damn it!"
After hearing the words of the lich Tok, the demon soldier who was so ferocious just now burst into tears.
"Is that lich leader still a demon? How could he be so cruel to the cubs of his own tribe?"
Feiwu was so angry that his feathers stood on end. He was a winged demon who would rather blow himself up than fight for the survival of his cubs. When he heard about such abuse of cubs, he couldn't believe his ears: "Are you sick? What's so good about being a patriarch! If Sur hadn't tricked me, I wouldn't have planned to be the winged demon patriarch!"
Among the indignant demons, Warren was the calmest one.
His card illusion was always maintained. He was sure that the lich was telling the truth, so he stopped trying to scare Tok. He put away the [Psychic Illusion] card, thought for a moment, half-knelt down, and took out a piece of chocolate from his arms: "Want to eat?"
The lich Tok looked at him.
Judging from its appearance alone, this young lich was actually a bit scary. Its face was so thin that one could even see the outline of its bones. Its bulging eyes were a grayish-white color covered with shadows, and it remained expressionless even when it was crying.
Coming back to his senses from the illusion, Tok suddenly stopped talking, closed his mouth tightly, and refused to speak anymore. His eyes followed the chocolate, his fingers moved, and finally he took it, tried to shrink back into the wooden shed, and quickly stuffed the chocolate into his mouth.
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