Upon hearing this, the black and white guards couldn't help but clap their hands in admiration: "Princess, your move is truly brilliant!"
The girl in emerald feathers said irritably, "Stop flattering me! Hurry up and change your clothes to become a guard of the Dragon Palace!"
"Yes!" The two guards finally understood why the princess had asked them to find some clothes for the dragon palace guards a few days ago.
While admiring them, he couldn't help but worry, "The demon delegation must be full of experts. Can we really succeed in assassinating the envoy?"
The emerald-feathered girl said calmly, "Our demon race has reached a critical juncture of life and death. If we cannot succeed, death is the only option."
The two guards, one in black and one in white, instantly became solemn and respectfully saluted, saying, "For the sake of the demon race, we would gladly die a thousand deaths!"
The emerald-feathered girl smiled faintly and gently patted the two of them on the shoulder: "It's not so hopeless. The demons have the upper hand now, so they will inevitably become complacent; in addition, being in the Dragon Palace and being treated so warmly by the Dragon Palace, they will inevitably be less vigilant. We still have a great chance of success."
The two guards exchanged a glance and secretly resolved to protect the princess's safety at all costs.
The three quickly changed their clothes and quietly arrived at the palace where the demon delegation was located.
The outer perimeter was guarded by Dragon Palace guards, while the inner circle was guarded by the demons' own guards.
Just as the emerald-feathered girl had predicted, these guards, though seemingly tight, still had many loopholes.
The girl in emerald feathers swaggered toward the palace with two guards by her side.
They were quickly stopped by the shrimp soldiers and crab generals: "What are you doing?"
"It's a rotation." The girl in green replied calmly.
"Change of guard? It doesn't seem like it's time yet?" The guard commander looked at his companion with some doubt.
At this moment, the girl with the emerald feather took out the emerald feather from her head and waved it in front of the soldiers: "This is the token given to us by the Dragon King, and we are responsible for the internal defense of the delegation."
As he spoke, the emerald feather emitted a multicolored light, and the eyes of the many soldiers before him immediately became clouded: "Yes!"
As he spoke, he automatically stepped aside, opened the door, and let the three of them in.
After the door was closed, the guards took their places and suddenly realized what had just happened.
However, no matter how hard they tried, they couldn't recall anything, so they simply stopped thinking about it.
We're all just working, we'll go home and have fun after this shift, why take it so seriously?
The three girls, Cuiyu and her companion, entered the inner hall. Many demon guards saw them enter openly from the front and assumed they were truly guards sent by the Dragon King. They were not on guard and many even nodded in acknowledgment.
The girl in emerald feathers naturally bowed to the demons along the way, then found a secluded spot and quietly slipped into the inner palace's defensive perimeter.
The white-clad guard secretly wiped away a bead of cold sweat: "My heart was pounding in my chest just now. The princess is truly amazing."
"We can start flattering you when we get back. Do you remember the plan?" the emerald-feathered girl said in a deep voice.
The two guards replied solemnly, "We know it by heart!"
"Alright, let's move out!" The girl in emerald feathers gestured, and the three of them split up and slipped into the various rooms of the inner hall.
Three men, three swords, all with the resolve to die, drew their swords without the slightest mercy.
Many of the demons in the delegation had gotten completely drunk at the previous banquet, and many of them were killed in their sleep.
However, the demons were all powerful beings, and the stench of blood that filled the air finally awakened some of them.
The two guards, one in black and one in white, no longer concealed themselves and began a killing spree, plunging the entire inner palace into chaos.
All of this was to cover the way for the girl with emerald feathers to enter the main hall.
That is the residence of the Demon Lord. Only by killing him can we completely prevent the Dragon King from turning back.
The demon envoy was also awakened by the noise outside. He hurriedly pushed away the tearful clam maiden in his arms. She was a maid sent by the Dragon King to curry favor with him, and it was said that she was once the daughter of a nobleman of the clam tribe.
The taste of a clam is truly wonderful; her body is incredibly soft and supple, and no matter how you advance, you always find yourself enveloped in her gentle embrace.
The weaker and more the other person cries, the more exciting he finds it, and the more he enjoys torturing them.
Just as they were getting into the swing of things, a commotion suddenly broke out outside.
"What happened?" The demon envoy was quite displeased that his pleasant mood had been disturbed.
There was no response from outside. His expression changed, and he hurriedly pulled his clothes over his body. Then he went to the window, opened it, and tried to leave from the back.
Suddenly, a sword light shot out from the side. Caught off guard, he hurriedly retreated to dodge, but he still couldn't completely avoid it.
The sword light slashed downwards, slicing off a chunk of flesh from his lower body.
"Aww~"
A piercing scream rang out as the demon writhed on the ground, writhing in agony. His once proud and imposing member had been permanently separated from him.
He became a eunuch!
The girl in emerald feathers saw clearly what she had just slashed at, and her pretty face flushed red, but without the slightest hesitation, she continued to attack her opponent.
The demon envoy rolled on the ground while dodging the opponent's attacks, looking extremely disheveled.
He was both shocked and furious. He had realized that the assassin's cultivation was actually slightly weaker than his own, and if they fought fair and square, the assassin would have no chance at all.
But he was already quite drunk and had expended too much energy on that clam woman, so his condition was really bad.
In addition, his first reaction was that the Dragon King was attacking, and he subconsciously wanted to run away. Little did he know that the assassin was hiding outside the window and directly cut off the root of his troubles with a sword. Severely injured, he was no match for the opponent.
In a life-or-death situation, he activated several magical treasures on his body and attacked the opponent. However, the opponent raised his hand, and a ray of five-colored divine light shone, sweeping all of his magical treasures to the ground.
The envoy stared wide-eyed at the scene, wondering what kind of magical weapon the other party held.
But he had no chance to learn the truth anymore; the other person's sword pierced his head, and his life was instantly extinguished.
The clam maiden in the distance was stunned by what she saw. The emerald-feathered girl glanced at the other party but ignored him. Instead, she swung her longsword and beheaded the demon envoy.
What could be a better way to block the Dragon King's retreat than hanging the head of the demon envoy outside the Dragon Palace?
She was somewhat elated. Although there had been some setbacks today, things had gone smoothly overall. Now, the Dragon King had no choice but to cooperate with the demon race.
Just as she was about to leap out of the window, her expression suddenly changed. She quickly did a backflip and retreated back into the house, then stared out the window with a look of surprise and uncertainty.
"You think you can leave after killing our demon envoy?" A burly figure slowly walked in. He was still dozens of feet away when he spoke, but the next second he was standing in front of the window.
"Who are you?" The girl in emerald feathers felt her heart sink to the bottom. The one in front of her was also a demon, but the pressure emanating from him was many times stronger than that of the demon envoy from before.
"Me? My name is Morgard, perhaps you've heard of me." The burly figure smiled slightly.
"The Demon King of Immorality!" The girl with emerald feathers couldn't help but exclaim in surprise. The other party was the right-hand man of the Lord of Slaughter, who commanded one-third of the demon army and had killed countless powerful demons.
The third most powerful being among the extraterrestrial demons!
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