◎Fallen Angel Caesars◎
The strong winds on the plateau carry sand and gravel, the sky is foggy, and the overwhelming sandstorms last all year round.
The scorching plateau never sees the sun.
The fallen angel Césars stopped chanting magic and looked up at the large protective formation covering the entire city. All the wind and sand were isolated by the protective formation, making the city seem exceptionally peaceful.
"The last time I used the black gold plate, it took ten days to run out of magic power," he said to himself, taking out the account board and writing, "so the improvement of this protection array is feasible."
Behind the fallen angel, the Dark Iron Dwarf Chieftain Tiechui came over carrying a hammer and looked at the magic circle that was already filled with magic power. "How is it? Is there room for further optimization in this direction of improvement?"
Cesars looked at Tiechui.
He was tall and slender, with a pale face like a delicate and beautiful doll, his eyes flashing with a deep black metallic luster, and a pair of fluffy pure black wings spread out behind him. Even though he no longer had the holy aura he once had, he was still pure and lonely, like the most clear and transparent death.
"It can be optimized," Xizels lowered his eyes slightly, a shadow cast on his slender crow feathers, and he handed the magic circuit he had just drawn to Tiechui very seriously, "If the amount of Fujigui Silver is increased in the black gold magic power export device, the loss of magic power can be further reduced, and the number of magic runes engraved on the magic circle can be increased by at least twice."
Tiechui calculated it himself and tapped the ground with his tail excitedly: "That makes perfect sense! You are amazing!"
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Cesar smiled a little awkwardly, obviously having rarely heard such straightforward compliments.
The protective formation currently used in the Sun City was originally a magic formation used by the Blood Wolf Clan to protect their clan land. After Gray Tail presented the formation to the King, it was modified by the Winged Demon Feiwu, the Nightmare Demon Suul, and the Dark Iron Dwarves, and it can now perfectly isolate the wind, sand and monsters from the Sun City.
The improvements he helped with this time only slightly reduced the rate of magic power loss.
"You can't say that. With your improved plan, we can at least extend the interval for replenishing mana from ten days to fifteen days," Tiechui shook his head in disapproval. "Young people should have confidence!"
Looking at the Dark Iron Dwarf Chief in front of him in silence, Xizels wanted to say that he had lived for more than four thousand years and was definitely born earlier than the ancestor of Tiechui's ancestor.
But in the end he didn't refute, nodded and said softly "thank you".
"The next space array to the Demon King's Palace will not open for another three hours. The snack street in Lieyang City is open today, you can go there for a look," Tiechui said with a smile, "I won't go with you, I have to make an optimized model for this array."
The fallen angel said "OK" politely.
Perhaps it was because his appearance was too delicate, he always had a sense of fragility and fragility, so much so that many demons would subconsciously treat him with some care when they saw him.
However, as the leader of the fallen angels, how could Xizels be so powerless? For example, to return to the space teleportation array of the Demon King's Palace, he could directly activate it with his own magic power without waiting for the next time to agree to open it.
Folding his wings, he thought for a moment and decided that he should not let Captain Tiechui down. So he dusted himself off, cast a cleansing spell, and walked towards the snack street.
It was still working hours. There were many freshly made pottery on the wooden shelves on both sides of the road. The bleating of date sheep in the farmland not far away could be clearly heard. Several hell demons were carrying hoes and walking towards the farmland, discussing the growth of the yam.
"Hey, Cecils!" Seeing the fallen angel coming towards them, the hell demons greeted him enthusiastically, "Want to go to the snack street?"
Caesars looked in the direction of the voice. His eyes were as beautiful as the moonlight by the window at night. He nodded: "Yes."
Actually, this reply was not polite, but the appearance of the fallen angel made the hell demons ignore it. "We also went to the snack street at noon. The braised beef made by the winged demon Keji was delicious! You must try it when you have time!"
Hearing the fallen angel's thanks, they waved their hands, walked away happily, and continued to discuss the issue of cultivating hot potato fruits.
Cecil smiled slightly.
He almost forgot that before coming to the Demon King's Palace, most demons would stay away from the fallen angels.
The elders of the fallen angels once told Xizels that in the land outside the Demon Realm, the angels of light and the nature elves were recognized as the two most beautiful tribes. Even though they had fallen into the Demon Realm, this inherent elegance made the fallen angels clearly distinguishable from other demons.
Of course, this doesn’t mean that the demons in the Demon Realm are not good-looking.
Except for the tentacle monsters and bone monsters that challenge the extreme aesthetics of fallen angels, most demons have round heads and are small and cute. Only the succubus and vampires look somewhat similar to fallen angels, but the succubus have a kind of decadent feeling that follows them everywhere, while the vampires are all incredibly stupid and it is very easy to distinguish them.
It is precisely because of this incompatibility that even though tens of thousands of years have passed, almost all demons consider themselves to be demons born and bred in the Demon Realm, but they still remember that the fallen angels are angels abandoned by the God Realm.
For the same reason, the fallen angels became the targets that the demons avoided. When they were seen from afar, they would run away like mice seeing a cat. Occasionally, there would be a few brave demons who would attack them at the slightest disagreement, as if they were aliens like the magical beasts that needed to be guarded against.
"Cesares, would you like something to eat?"
The warm greeting interrupted Cecil's recollection, and he realized that he had walked into the snack street without realizing it. In a shop with a candy flag hanging, a goblin was waving happily at him.
"I heard that all of you fallen angels have passed the basic magic exam! You are so smart! It took me more than a year to barely pass it!"
Xizels smiled reservedly: "Thank you, we are just lucky, we can answer all the questions."
He walked to the table with lollipops, picked out his favorite flavor, and was about to pay when he remembered that he had to go to the Demon King's Palace School to inspect the defense array tomorrow, so he bought a few more candies and prepared to share them with the cubs.
"Yesterday when I returned to the Demon King's Palace, I met a goblin from our tribe. He said that after the Blood Wolf leader heard that all of you had passed the exam, he was so depressed that he ran to the rooftop and howled at the blood moon in the middle of the night. Then the captain of the Demon Soldier fined him four copper coins for disturbing everyone's sleep!"
Talking about this, the goblin rolled on the ground with laughter.
The fallen angel didn't know what expression to make for a moment - if he laughed along, it would seem a bit gloating, but if he said nothing, it would be too cold - while he was hesitating, the goblin had adjusted his mood and grabbed a handful of candy and stuffed it into Caesars' hand.
"It's my treat," he said, patting the back of Cesar's hand. "You're too thin. You'll get sick easily. Eat more candy!"
Flattered, he thanked the buyer and insisted on paying for all the candies. He drew a shallow vertical line in the air with his right hand and placed all the candies he bought in it.
"Wow, so cool! Is this space magic?" The goblin jumped up and down, swinging his tail like a top, and said enviously, "You are so amazing! I wish I could use magic like this, then I wouldn't have to carry such a big school bag anymore!"
Xizels' eyes moved slightly. He looked down at the goblin and promised solemnly: "Okay, I will study how to popularize this magic."
The goblin tilted his head, and seeing the fallen angel being so serious, he felt embarrassed: "No, it's okay. Our goblin magic is extremely weak. We can only perform simple cleaning magic or object moving magic. We definitely can't learn such cool magic."
The fallen angel did not refute, but he had obviously kept it in mind. After saying goodbye to the goblin, he walked through the snack street, smiling and waving in response to the demons who greeted him nearby along the way.
Since when did the fallen angels cease to be an alien race in the demon world and were truly accepted by the demons as their own?
Perhaps it was the day when they arrived at the Demon King's Palace, or perhaps it was the day when the Fallen Angels were publicly praised by the King for their contribution to the space teleportation array, Caesars thought endlessly, or perhaps it was just because of this wise and gentle Demon King.
In the eyes of the devil, fallen angels are not angels abandoned by the gods, but welcome citizens of the devil's realm.
He did not stop this time. He stepped into the space teleportation array. Accompanied by dazzling white light, his figure disappeared into the void.
When you walk out again, you will arrive at the Demon King's Palace.
Xizels glanced at the sky and prepared to return to his rented hotel to rest. Halfway there, he ran into Dob, the leader of the Stone Demon Clan, who was rushing over.
The stone demon chief is now less than one meter tall. Xizels looked at him blankly for a moment before he dared to confirm his identity.
The chief of the giant stone demons came straight to the point: "Xizels, the king summons you! There is something I need your help with!"
Hearing that it was his own king who summoned him, Xizels was no longer curious about the petite size of the giant stone demon leader. He quickly asked, "Should I go to the Demon King's Palace now?"
Dob nodded and was about to speak when he saw the fallen angel flapping his wings and rushing out, so he hurriedly chased after him.
Originally, he was very fast, but his body size limited him. After running for a while on his short legs, he only ran less than a hundred meters. Seeing that he was far behind the fallen angel, he no longer cared about pretending to be a cute stone baby. He stretched himself up, without changing his upper body, but his legs stretched to three meters on the spot and chased after Caesars.
"Wait for me," he shouted as he ran, "I haven't told you what happened yet!"
On the balcony of the Demon King's Palace, Warren was holding a mushroom flowerpot and leisurely drinking tea while enjoying the scenery. He happened to meet the eyes of the Stone Demon Chief and almost choked on the bubble tea in his throat.
The stone demon chief was in tears.
It’s over. If the devil sees me in this weird look, he will definitely not like me anymore!
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