Chapter 56 Chapter 56 The Little Angel Ready to Take Responsibility
Then the little angel gently shook the crystal jar in his hand.
The pink little octopus that tried to stick its head out to stick around was shaken back.
Before the little octopus could even feel sorry for itself, the pink octopus's hair stood on end.
Just because the little angel lowered his head and asked casually.
"Were you pretending before?"
Although An Feng is young, he has experienced a lot and is not stupid.
A Warcraft of Jiaer's level would never have been able to bully Jiaer like that unless it had some abilities of its own.
"You should be able to survive there on your own, right? So what exactly do you want to do by following me?"
The little angel lowered his head, his azure eyes meeting the little octopus's eyes. It was quiet and had a certain sense of oppression.
The little octopus froze for a moment, staring blankly at those eyes.
"But no matter what, you can't do bad things."
The little angel spoke softly.
"I brought you back here, and I will be responsible for this decision."
The rings on the pink octopus began to contract excitedly.
Be responsible for him?
The little octopus clung to the edge of the tank.
How could he want to do something bad?
He is just an ordinary little octopus who wants to be kept in a small tank by a cute little angel!
He has absolutely no interest in the Demon King's Palace!
As An Feng spoke to the little octopus, he quickly walked into the garden.
He was waiting for the maid here before.
But the magic flower tree was not far away, but the maid sister was nowhere to be seen.
Even the little angels saw almost no one coming and going inside and outside the garden.
It was as if there was something in the garden that they disliked, so they all avoided it.
An Feng was puzzled, but he put the crystal tank containing the little octopus aside.
Including the gardeners and the big cat are not here.
The little angel folded his wings, holding the bow that was not very handy. Seeing that there was no one around, his wings suddenly became fluffy and he stretched lazily, and a few not very strong feathers shook out of his wings.
But now the little angel is no longer bald, so he doesn't care much about the falling angel feathers.
The little pink octopus just leaned on the edge of the tank and saw this scene.
My eyes were wide open.
Cute cute so cute!!
Ahhh, the feather fell off!
The cute feather fell off!!!
The little octopus tried clumsily to climb out of the crystal tank and tried to pick up the feather.
——Hehe, pick up the feathers, hide them at the bottom of the tank, and sleep on the angel feathers at night!
The relieved little angel straightened up and glanced at the lake not far away.
Thinking about it, Gran teleported Jiaer back to the lake.
After all, he had raised it for a while, and in the morning, Jiaer would dance with his tentacles to make him happy.
An Feng thought about it and walked a few steps over there, intending to take a look and try his luck to see Jiaer.
The little octopus still stubbornly and clumsily climbed up the edge of the tank, swaying and trying to pick up the little angel feathers.
An Feng glanced at him and walked towards the lake.
It was almost dark, and the magic lights in the Demon King's Palace had not yet been lit.
The people who cooperate with the work have not yet arrived.
The little angel is not in a hurry.
Until he approached the lake and touched a carefully set up magic barrier that left no trace.
And now by the lake.
Beneath the outwardly calm appearance, things are churning inside.
The lake seemed to be boiling.
Jonah's gentle face was already covered with bloodstains.
But at this moment he had already grasped the water monster Jiaer in his hands.
Jiaer's combat effectiveness was greatly reduced after he became a mimic.
The eye was pinched blood red, but it still stared at the other party angrily, without any intention of retreating.
"I don't know what your situation is now, though."
Jonah's smile became even more twisted, and his devilish pupils stood up sinisterly.
"But it's really convenient. The demon world has its own rules. If I crush one of your eyes, would the arrogant monarch be angry? Oh, I forgot, your monarch probably never takes you seriously, right? And you're just a demon beast whose territory has been taken away. In the eyes of the demons, you're just giving in due to the situation. I'm afraid they don't regard you as a true companion, right? Of course, you should feel the same way."
Compared with the original group of people who conquered the world with Frog, Carl indeed joined too late. At that time, the Crown of Pride had already been successfully crowned, and the joining of others was like icing on the cake. Carl was just finding a job for himself to avoid death.
But that doesn't stop it from disliking those who are jealous of the monarch.
The little water monster looked at the fear in the other party's eyes. The other party was holding a lot of anger and came to him to vent it, but he didn't dare to do anything to him. What a coward!
The little water monster spit out a mouthful of water and was about to spray it on his face.
Jonah ducked his head.
Use more force on your hands.
"And that little angel, you two are really infuriating. Why don't you let me test you and see how far the arrogant monarch will go? First, let me see where that little angel is—"
The water monster, Jiaer, who actually didn't have much of a crush on the little angel, was still trying to counterattack with his tentacles.
After hearing this, I just wanted to sneer.
You can try it.
It has been desperate many times.
There's something totally wrong with this world, there's something wrong with this Castlevania, and these demons are simply sick!
It is a latecomer and has only a passing relationship with this group of demons, so it is under the power of the demons, and the demons will not pay too much attention to it.
It doesn't matter if you do something to it.
But to that little angel?
When Jiaer thought about what the demons had done in the past two days, he just wanted to sneer.
If you dare to try, you will have to pay the price, and sooner or later you will become a roasting devil.
Roasting demons in hellfire!
"You seem to be very disdainful of my decision."
Jonah raised his other hand, and a magic circle condensed in his hand. He suddenly smiled, as if he remembered something.
"If you ask me, you might as well show your resolve and join our Majesty's army. At least you won't have to suffer such bullying."
This is even funnier.
At least he could live a stable life here at Frog.
Although these demons had some issues with their brains, they gave him a good impression overall.
To be jealous of the monarch's subordinates?
Will he be abandoned on the battlefield as cannon fodder, or will he be forced to do something that makes him uncomfortable so that the jealous monarch can hold him in the palm of his hand?
This guy is really bold.
Carl was gloating, thinking that those demons really made Jonah very angry.
Considering this, it doesn't matter if it is injured. No one cares and it can just heal itself.
Whoosh——
There was a sound of breaking wind in my ears.
Jonah tilted his head.
There was another bloody mark on the face that was already scarred by Jackson, and the scarlet blood was slowly sliding down.
He turned his head in surprise and looked at where the magic barrier was torn.
The little angel with short platinum-blonde hair opened her blue eyes wide, and the halo above her head was frighteningly bright.
Holding a bow and arrow in his hand.
Cold voice: "Let it go."
Jonah first looked at the broken magic barrier with fear.
But whether before he took action or now, the arrogant monarch who should be in control of all matters in the Demon King's Palace did not show up at all.
Maybe they were restrained by their Majesty?
Or rather, His Majesty doesn't care about these things at all.
He did not think that his team was irreplaceable, or rather, in Frog's heart, only he himself was irreplaceable.
As Jonah was thinking, the moment he saw the angel, murderous intent and evil thoughts suddenly surged up in his mind.
For thousands of years, he had been controlled in the demon world and the evil spirit that was suppressed by the light could no longer be suppressed.
But he did not act rashly.
Because the little angel has already drawn his bow to its full length.
A familiar, somewhat creepy magic circle lit up behind him.
A halo pattern flickered on the magic circle, exuding an ominous aura.
He understands the principles.
But if he saw correctly—
"The magic you are using now should be a demonic forbidden spell, right?"
Jonah smiled pretentiously. He didn't understand the power of the devil's forbidden spell, and he relaxed his grip a little to show that he was giving in.
But the murderous intent had not dissipated, and he looked at An Feng.
Carl, who was held in his hand, was stunned. He looked at the little angel, confused at first, and then subconsciously looked around for the devil that might be following the little angel.
If he dares to rush out, it means that there must be other demons following him, right?
Impossible—it’s impossible for me to rush out like this alone.
The main thing is that when you see this guy Jonah, you should understand that although he doesn't dare to make any big moves in the Scarlet Hell, this is not a demon that can be defeated easily.
Jonah looked from the magic circle to the bow and arrow in the little angel's hand.
He smiled for a moment.
Demonic forbidden spell with a wooden bow?
What an unexpected combination.
Jonah's magic circle lit up again.
"It saves me from having to look for you."
——An extremely disgusting angel.
An Feng actually had no idea.
But the demon's aura was vicious.
Just like the villains that An Feng had seen in the books he had studied, who were truly mad and reckless.
The smell of blood lingered all over his body.
He didn't find it dirty or rotten, but rather an exciting smell.
The little angel noticed it the moment the opponent's magic was launched.
He actually couldn't afford to use any magic, so if he wanted to attack this guy, he could only use his wits.
The loss of the Bow of Judgment reduced the little angel's power by at least 50%.
An Feng had deliberately cast the devil's forbidden spell to scare him. The moment the opponent approached, the wooden bow in his hand broke, and the bowstring left a bloody mark on the back of An Feng's hand. Just as the opponent stretched out his hand, the little guy, who Jonah had thought would not be able to react at all, swiftly turned sideways, not only using magic to hit the opponent's neck, but also snatched Carl away.
Light magic is a natural restraint against demons.
The burned skin ignited the madness in the devil's heart, as if igniting the memories of the past. The crazy devil was completely an emotional product and began to recklessly act.
Carl was dazedly hugging the little angel's arm with his tentacles.
It stared blankly at the little angel's profile.
Is he the only one?
Is he the only angel?
He dares to rush over like this?
Why?
You know it clearly, right?
These demons hate angels the most.
At this moment, on the top of the Demon King's Palace in the distance, Frog squinted his eyes, holding the Bow of Destruction in his hand, and had already pulled the bowstring to its full length.
This is what Gran saw when he walked in.
He turned his head and asked Mo Lu who was beside him.
"What's going on? He's been staring at me for a long time. What's he doing? Is he trying to scare people?"
"His Majesty said he needed a reason, and now the reason has been presented to him."
The seven monarchs have stabilized, and if they want to start a war, they need to find a reason.
Jealousy was testing the Scarlet Hell, but she didn't know that Frog was also waiting for Jealousy to take action.
"But I don't know what's going on now."
Mo Lu muttered softly.
The bowstrings were fully drawn in an instant.
Just now it seemed like he was just about to shoot an arrow casually, but why does it look like he wants to kill himself now?
And Frog paused slightly as he took aim.
The weapon's attributes give him excellent eyesight.
He hummed in confusion.
Seeing the faint golden light in the little angel's hand, the Bow of Destruction began to flicker. He slowed down the action of releasing the arrow, but still aimed at Jonah's head.
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