Chapter 144: Greedy Lair
The dark and deep underground secret realm is like an ant nest, with countless twisted veins spreading in the soil on all sides.
The core of this "ant nest" is a vast hall.
At this time, the hall was crowded with people.
A large number of apostles wearing grey cloaks were busy surrounding several huge snake-like corpses. Some were observing with magnifying glasses, while others were constantly carving patterns on the surface, as if they were arranging some kind of ritual.
A mysterious man wearing a black cloak and a mask was sitting on a tall throne deep in the hall.
He is greedy.
Originally Greed was overlooking everything below, but now, his attention was diverted by a piece of news.
"Successful?" He sounded surprised.
"Yes."
A deep voice answered.
It was a very sloppy-looking minotaur with brown and dark skin, tall and strong. Compared with Greedy's current image, it was extremely powerful.
But at this moment, the monster was kneeling at his feet, looking very submissive.
"Count Kaman has already locked up the target in the dungeon, and has carefully confirmed that it is Andy himself."
"But how can it be so easy?"
Greed is weird about this.
He had been framed before, which made him very embarrassed.
He couldn't be sure who framed him, but he suspected that this matter was related to the human named Andy.
After all, his apostles had long been keeping an eye on Andy and knew clearly about many of the strange things about Andy.
Moreover, the trial that happened more than a month ago could also be attributed to Andy. If Andy hadn't taken the plane on purpose, how could he have paid attention to the Dark Forest and suffered heavy losses? So even though there was no evidence, he was still angry and ordered a confidant to carry out a kidnapping operation.
However, orders were orders, and he actually had no hope of the success of this matter.
When I calmed down, I even forgot about it.
The reason is simple. With the protection of the archangel, it is impossible for his henchmen to tie people up, and the chance of them even getting close is very low.
But, right now, this impossible thing happened...
He took a crystal ball from the Minotaur and knocked it twice, and the figure of a young boy imprisoned in a dark dungeon emerged from it.
The boy was slumped against the corner of the rock wall of the cell, with his head lowered. His expression could not be seen clearly, but it was undoubtedly Andy.
I asked carefully about the details of the kidnapping process and still found nothing unusual.
So greed made its judgment on this.
"It's a trap."
Treasures that are easily obtained often contain dangers, and no one understands this better than him.
So after a slight snort, he said to the minotaur at his feet: "I won't go over there. Ask Kaman to interrogate him and report to me after finding out everything that happened starting from York."
The Minotaur responded respectfully, then stood up and left.
His greedy eyes turned back to the group of busy apostles under the throne.
In other words, he looked at the snake-like corpses surrounded by the apostles.
"Just take your time to grab it here. I don't care about your bullshit arrogance and authority anymore."
He thought with a sneer on his face.
Others were unaware that he was being framed and thought he had the upper hand in the power struggle.
But he himself knew what was going on.
Not only was he clear about this, he also knew that if he stayed, he would be besieged sooner or later.
Therefore, he had completely lost the desire to fight for arrogant power.
In fact, the idea of quitting had already been brewing before this frame-up.
Because he vaguely smelled something wrong.
That's why he went to the Dark Forest with a group of apostles.
The corpse of the ancient snake that created the dark forest is a source of pollution with a severe impact on the angels.
But for him, it is a treasure that is very worth studying.
Getting this treasure, even if it doesn't make up for my own losses, is at least a consolation.
For him, who usually suffers losses if he does not take advantage of others, this is already the lowest "bottom line".
If he really had to exit in disgrace without gaining anything, he would probably be depressed to death.
So, while others were pursuing the power of arrogance and lies, he instead set his sights on the ancient serpent that no one cared about.
I thought that this kind of second-rate request would not lead to any unexpected events.
But the result was like a blow to the head, which stunned him instantly.
"But it doesn't matter. It's impossible for Adanelle to protect you forever."
Caressing the guard of the throne, he murmured greedily, "Sooner or later you will fall into my hands, crying and begging to tell me which bastard is framing me..."
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"What do you think the Demon King is going to do?"
In a remote cave far away from the hall, several apostles were sitting on the ground, using special knives to process some herbs stained with mud.
Guy, who had participated in the Dark Forest search before, was busy cutting off the roots of the herbs in his hands while turning his head to ask his friend Robin beside him.
"have no idea."
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The friend named Robin answered in a dull voice, his face still covered with layers of bandages and he looked very sneaky in his hooded cloak.
However, this image is actually very common among the apostles.
Because their power comes from their respective demon masters, and the power of the demon is not something that the human body can fully adapt to.
Some apostles who have a good fit with their masters will not be troubled by this, but those who are not so compatible will have various "complications" after obtaining the demonic power.
The most obvious type is one in which the whole body is ulcerated, pus is oozing out and a foul smell is emitted.
In this case, you need to wrap yourself up tightly to avoid making a fool of yourself and disgusting others.
"Yes, who can guess what such a great being would think?" Guy nodded, his face looking very proud.
"But it doesn't matter if we can't guess it. What matters is that we are very close to His Majesty now."
This is actually an honor.
Because normally, it was impossible for apostles like them to get close to a demon king.
Only the direct descendants of the Demon King have this qualification.
But now, after the death of a large number of colleagues, there is a shortage of manpower and their status has been greatly improved.
You are now qualified to approach and work for the Demon King himself.
For example, processing herbs at this moment.
"I guess it has something to do with a struggle for power."
An apostle nearby said, "They said that Your Majesty is in a great position now, but if you want to maintain it, you need to do something else."
"So, do something?"
"Not sure, maybe try to summon the real body to come?"
"Isn't your Majesty in his true form now?"
"How could it come so casually..."
The working hours passed quickly as we chatted casually.
After a busy whole day, I can finally take a break.
After processing the herbs, the apostles made an appointment to go to the game hall that the devil had specially built for the apostles to play.
Guy was one of them.
But halfway through the journey, he suddenly discovered that his friend Robin, who was supposed to come with him, had inexplicably disappeared.
"How strange."
He therefore secretly muttered, "Why is that guy always so mysterious lately?"
This is very suspicious.
But as an apostle of the devil, being mysterious didn't seem to be anything special, so Guy was relieved in an instant.
However, due to this delay, he fell behind the group of people.
The rest time is limited, so Guy didn't think any more and was about to quicken his pace to catch up, but a figure he caught out of the corner of his eye made him suddenly stunned.
"A deer?"
He was very surprised by this.
But before he could react, everything in front of his eyes suddenly went dark, and then he knew nothing!
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