Chapter 25 Dragon Island [VIP]
Did this look indicate he noticed something?
Alec didn't dare to think about it too much. Except for the ancestors of the demon clan, the current demon king's strength has surpassed that of all other demon kings in history. In particular, there have been rumors in the demon world that the old demon king was also killed by the demon king.
Although the demons do not advocate the ridiculous human concept of loving fathers and filial piety, it is rare for demons to directly kill their fathers.
Alec lowered his head guiltily.
The devil knew what was going on from just one tiny movement.
The explosion had nothing to do with the demon servant.
He did not point it out on the spot, but just stood there, quietly watching the law enforcement team inquire about the situation and then search the scene.
This made everyone present unsure of what he meant, especially the onlookers.
From the time the accident happened until now, no high-ranking officials from the Holy City have come forward, and the Demon King has not seemed to ask for an explanation. Everything seems eerie and filled with smoke.
"Father..." Alec called out tentatively.
The devil ignored him and glanced in the direction of the holy tower. Since he hadn't caught anyone yet, it only meant that the saint chose to turn a blind eye.
Alec's concealment, the saint's protection, the onlookers' whispers about the musical instruments... After connecting all the information together, the devil waved his hand, and the photo stone in the hand of a businessman present floated directly into the air.
The photo stone automatically replays.
The majestic sound made the air seem to ripple.
Some onlookers who had not seen the performance on the street before could not help but look over, wondering why there were musical instruments they had never seen before.
The Demon King took a rare opportunity to appreciate this rare thing that he had never heard of.
The bright sound is like a charge horn, and it seems like the souls of the dead on the battlefield. It is truly extraordinary.
Alec's heart sank further when he saw this. He was about to speak again, but the devil seemed to have eyes on his back. He narrowed his eyes and raised his hand to stop him from speaking.
At the end of the photo stone, Luke is taking his leave towards the holy tower.
Just then, the mushroom cloud above the collapsed hall was slowly broken by the rising sun. A streak of scarlet color hit the three-dimensional and deep features of the Demon King, making him look even more stern. The astrologer's words suddenly came to mind:
"With the sound of the music, the Holy Demon Continent is about to enter a new era of civilization."
The echo was still in his ears. The Demon King looked towards the distant sky and frowned:
"We should have saved him and the dragon."
Don't even think about staying, Leo is a hurricane dragon, and his speed is as fast as the wind at this moment.
Ever since he was able to practice magic, Luke has been able to miraculously sense all kinds of colors between heaven and earth at an altitude of ten thousand meters.
"When the suona sounds, it is either great joy or great sorrow."
After adapting to the flight altitude, Luke began to write letters to Lillian, trying to help her grab the headlines again.
Leo heard Luke's mumbling and said, "That's an interesting description."
"In my hometown..." Lujia coughed lightly, "When I left my hometown once, I happened to see people from a village playing a musical instrument. That's what the person who played it said."
The place is remote and the villagers have to work hard to earn three meals a day, so how can they have the leisure to go out and perform?
This perfectly explains why suona had not become popular before.
"In fact, even if you say you invented it, you won't be suspected." The dragon's voice shuttled through the clouds with it: "You can record it truthfully. Your soul shines brighter than words."
The praises from the Holy Demon Continent are very straightforward.
Luke didn't respond for a long time. After a while, he stopped writing and said awkwardly, "Actually, I was busy doing something bad."
Quill sneered.
Yes, it can testify.
It is physical evidence.
There was no modesty in Luke's statement of doing evil.
It is said that suona was first popular in Persia and Arabia. Of course, there were no such places at this time and space, but Luke recorded them directly without any hesitation, only placing its location in the Lana River Valley.
There has always been controversy regarding the division of the Lana Valley's territory in the Holy Demon Continent. Both the human race and the demon race claimed that this was their territory. Later, a natural disaster broke out and all creatures living in the Lana River Valley either died or fled. So this place was no longer worth fighting over.
Luke had already anticipated the situation that would result after the news was released.
The two tribes will definitely have a quarrel, each claiming that it was invented by their own tribe.
This will draw the public's attention to the dispute over the origin of the suona and blur the reason why he played the suona at that time; secondly, controversy has value, and the wider the controversy, the greater the value.
The overly bright tone of the suona is a disadvantage in cities, and judging from the current mainstream culture, it is easy to be forgotten.
Facing the rising sun, Luke said heroically, "We must get to a higher altitude."
In the process of proving that something is yours, a natural sense of identity will be formed.
If someone criticizes the suona for its cheap tone, well, I'm sorry, but may I ask, are you a spy sent by the demons?
Leo's dragon whiskers trembled when he heard this.
The feather pen wanted to poke it out, but considering the presence of the dragon, it didn't dare to move too far. Finally, the pen gently poked his soft cheek, reminding him to shut up.
Lujia quickly pointed at his face and said: Look, you poked a hole in me.
Quill was silent.
When it is blind?
Isn’t that a natural dimple?
After flying in the clouds for a long time, the sun and the moon were turned upside down above his head. Lujia felt like he was on a long-distance flight. Just when he was feeling a little sleepy, he suddenly heard Leo say that in a few dozen kilometers they would reach the dragon clan's territory.
With a dragon's flying speed, this distance can be reached very quickly.
Luke woke up immediately.
His knowledge of the dragon race only came from the memories in his mind: "It is said that Dragon Island is the most peaceful realm, where..."
"Ninety-ninety-eight. Just ninety-ninety-eight!"
"I graduated from the Yves Saint Laurent School of Art. I can customize paintings professionally at your door to create the most perfect character in your mind!"
"Blind box purchasing service, guaranteed to have hidden models!"
The photo stone held high by the merchant was playing the scenes recorded by Leo and other non-Africans when they drew boxes, proving that the dragon clan was terribly strong on the track for non-Africans.
"There..." Lujia pursed his lips. Why did that place look like a vegetable market?
Leo also frowned, and the scales on the dragon head moved.
Its body sank instantly. Seeing the dragon, these merchants not only did not avoid it, but instead approached it and enthusiastically sold their products.
At first, Luka was inconspicuous on the dragon's back, but now that he got down, someone immediately recognized him.
Black hair and mask, it must be Iliad!
If Leo had not been there, he would have been surrounded by businessmen to discuss business.
Lujia asked curiously: "How dare you set up a stall here?"
The businessman wanted to build a relationship and responded incessantly.
It turned out that after seeing the giant dragon's voting action in the Holy City, merchants immediately brought the books to Dragon Island to sell. At first, they were very cautious and only dared to use gimmicks such as "three dragons are reading the same book" and released photos of the voting in the Holy City to prove that what they said was true.
The effect was very good and successfully attracted several dragons.
Word of mouth spread quickly, and within two days the book became extremely popular, and more and more people wanted to do business to get a piece of the pie.
Even though their personalized advertisements are noisy, they are still some distance away from the dragon realm, so everyone deliberately uses the most primitive way of shouting loudly. If a dragon doesn't want to listen, a magic wall can block it and no one will be disturbed.
"I see."
Lujia turned his head and found that Leo was gone. He looked again and saw that he had transformed into a human and was standing in front of the painter. "I want to customize a million-meter-long carpet for you to enjoy. How much is it?"
The painter tried hard to pull the corners of his mouth.
This is not a question of money, it is a question of life span. First, he had to live long enough to finish the painting.
Leo has thought about this: "Involve your children and grandchildren."
Painter: “…”
Lujia felt a little sympathetic to the artist. He looked around and found that apart from fan paintings, there were not many privately made blind boxes for sale. It seemed that these businessmen did not dare to offend Rhine Trading Company.
When he came back, Leo and the painter seemed to have reached an agreement.
Before soaring again, Leo glanced at the surrounding business community, and his gaze seemed to linger briefly on some individual merchants.
A cold light flashed in his golden eyes, but Leo did not do anything immediately.
Luke noticed this scene, but before he could ask anything, he was taken back to the sky by the dragon.
When flying towards the inner area of Dragon Island, they passed by several giant dragons from a distance. Some dragons were very surprised to see Leo coming back with a human.
Because I was in a hurry to go shopping near home, I ignored it for the time being.
So many dragons!
There were tens of thousands of islands on the sea, and what Luke thought were some islands turned out to be long dragons when he passed over them.
Luke swallowed hard and said, "It's so spectacular!"
The pressure lingering between the heaven and earth of Dragon Island is so great that if you don't have any magic power at all, you might even have difficulty breathing.
Leo laughed, "What's that? I'll take you on a tour of my underground castle."
At the same time, the big news that Leo was coming to Dragon Island with a three-and-a-half-year-old creator had just spread among the merchants.
A green crystal dragon that was attracted by the blind box was startled. Could that be the child he met on the road?
The green crystal dragon tried hard to recall.
A quick glance left me with no impression. He seemed to be a shy-looking boy with red ears.
The shy and beautiful road is still swimming in the sea and sky.
An "island" in the sea moved, and just a movement of rising caused huge waves.
"Leo." The mighty dragon did not fly directly into the air, but turned over in its own sea area, and its voice easily suppressed the waves: "Is it this kid? He wrote the book."
Because of his old age, his voice was a little low, revealing a sense of kindness.
Lujia quickly smiled and waved to greet his book fans: "It's me, it's me, it's me."
Unexpectedly, the old dragon put one claw on the book, stopping at the irrelevant ending, and snorted:
"Who taught you to be so fragmented?"
Luke quietly retracted his greeting hand for a second.
More and more dragons looked over because of the old dragon's voice.
The proud and gorgeous dog lay silently on the dragon, trying to reduce its presence as much as possible.
In the face of the feather pen's rude sneer, he said with a false smile: "Let me stay here for a while."
…
As the first guest invited to the island in the past thousand years and to come riding on a dragon, Luke was, to some extent, the most popular person at the time.
After arriving at the destination, he followed Leo to visit the underground castle.
Who says there is no sunshine underground? As long as it is magnificent enough, your eyes will be filled with the light reflected by antique gold.
After turning one percent, Leo took out the floor plan and asked him which room he wanted to live in.
Lujia's legs were weak from walking around, so he asked politely, "Are there any single rooms under 1,000 square meters?"
He wanted a simple 'small house'.
Leo thought for two seconds and replied seriously: "You have given me a big problem."
Only dwarves have the ability to build infrastructure in a short period of time. Humans are inferior to them, and dragons are even less capable of it.
"You stay here first." Leo prepared to go to a nearby island to try his luck in finding any smaller gem mines.
Luke was left alone in the underground castle, and even the chair he sat on was made of gold.
"Horrible wealth."
Only the dragon clan has the strength to protect such wealth.
He once again felt an urgent need to improve his strength.
On the way here, Lujia discovered that although his body had just absorbed a round of energy, it could still absorb these light spots and was far from saturated.
Just like a house originally filled with stones, it will burst if you add more stones to it, but it is very easy to stuff some light down into it, and these down still have the same warmth-keeping effect.
"The golden light spot was probably formed when Leo came to see me." Luka guessed, "Because I didn't use the scroll given by the saint, his favor towards me doubled, and the faith energy he fed back was purer?"
Quill didn't deny it.
Luka groaned, "Looks like I need to find a way to interact with other dragons more and get closer to them."
It can't be too abrupt, it has to be linked to your career, and you have to set aside some time for writing.
Luke jumped off the golden chair and paced on the gorgeous carpet, thinking about countermeasures.
By the time Leo came back, Luke had taken at least 10,000 steps.
The air around him was filled with a hurricane-force wind that had not yet dissipated. When Luke saw the tall and familiar figure at the door, he was about to speak when the feather pen suddenly transmitted a message.
“The taste of blood.”
There were no signs of injury on Leo's body, and the creature that could hurt a dragon on Dragon Island was probably not born yet.
This can only be someone else's blood.
Lujia couldn't help but think of the traders surrounding Dragon Island.
He remembered that Leo seemed to pay more attention to a few businessmen at that time.
Leo also spoke up at this time: "Next time you are going to go out of the range of Dragon Island, you'd better tell me."
Afraid that Luke didn't take it seriously, he emphasized calmly, "The people gathered outside are a mixed bunch. It's best not to deal with them alone."
Luke was completely certain that there were enemy spies mixed in with the merchant group, but it was still unknown whether they wanted to assassinate or stalk them.
I just don't know how Leo recognized it at first glance.
The quill pen is quite understanding:
"At this level, it is not difficult to discern malicious intent. It can tell at a glance who was observing you and who released malicious intent toward you."
Check again to see if there is any message left on the communication stone. The search for the enemy is 100% successful.
Seeing that Luca remained silent, Leo thought he was afraid and comforted him a little: "The hunt is about to begin. Including Alec, these little demons don't have much energy to deal with you."
It is even more impossible for the Demon King to come directly to Dragon Island to capture people.
Luke nodded.
It seems that the one who was killed earlier was serving the demon clan.
Without mentioning the disappointing things, Leo led Luke to the depths of the underground castle. "We haven't found a suitable one yet. The smallest gem mine on Dragon Island is only over 10,000 square meters. For safety reasons, you should stay here for now."
Like traveling through mountains and rivers, Luke was brought to the smallest room in the castle.
Apart from its huge size, he fell in love with this place almost at first sight.
Leo didn't like reading very much, otherwise he wouldn't have asked Blaney to write a message. In front of him was the only study in the entire underground castle, with a desk, a bright lamp, and a place to rest.
Luke's eyes lit up: "I love this place so much."
Leo was also infected by his emotions and experienced the joy of having a cub at home for the first time.
Seeing the red bloodshot in the corners of the other person's eyes, Leo swallowed his words and reminded him to go to bed early.
As soon as he left, Luke aimed at the soft big bed in the distance, Bed, here I come.
Fatigue came like a tide, and he ran for 800 meters with his arms outstretched, but he still didn't reach the finish line.
Aerobic exercise greatly improves your energy and spirit.
Quill: "Almost there, 2,652 meters to go."
“…”
"One thousand four hundred meters."
"No, I'll take my time."
The side effects of overdrawing magic power in the Holy City had not completely dissipated. When passing by the desk, Luke chose to take a break and make himself a pot of tea.
After drinking a cup of hot tea, I felt more awake.
"It's so hopeless. I can only watch the sleepiness fade away."
Quill: "Try closing your eyes."
Luka insisted on keeping his eyes open, thinking that since he couldn't sleep, he might as well work.
He planned to hurry up and write the outline for the second part of Three and a Half Years Old, but unfortunately he couldn't concentrate.
The hunting trip that Leo mentioned earlier kept appearing in his mind.
The so-called return hunting is the secondary distribution and management of the land and resources plundered by the devil during his pilgrimage.
The demon realm is vast, and it is impossible for the demon king to manage all affairs alone, so successive demon kings tend to establish multiple crown princes.
During the hunting period, all the crown princes will engage in a rather brutal competition. The winner can often establish quite strong prestige, possess the most resources, and become the hot candidate for the next Demon King.
If Alec succeeded in the hunt, he would be in trouble.
The other party will definitely retaliate double for the bombing.
“Actually, no matter who wins, it won’t be good for me.”
I can't keep hiding from the demons in the future, hoarding space scrolls like I'm hoarding tissues, and run away when I encounter danger.
A sigh escaped.
An unwelcome married child, with two huge mountains always pressing down on his head: the demon clan and the human clan.
"Is there any way to avoid being constrained by these giants?"
The antique crystal chandelier overhead was emitting a large amount of bright light, and the space in the underground room was as bright as day.
Luke's eyes were dazzled by the light, and when he came to his senses, he found that he was still holding the pen.
The hanging tip of the pen is so red that it turns black.
It was unknown whether it was his own unconscious action or the quill pen's mischievous pull, but three sharp words appeared on the parchment at some point -
Become the king.
The author has something to say:
Excerpt from Luke's diary:
I feel so sleepy.
It was five kilometers from me to the desk in the middle of the field, three kilometers to the thick velvet carpet where I could sleep directly, and ten thousand meters to the bed.
Give me strength, dragon fans!
…
Five minutes later.
Hmm, there are no visitors to my diary today. I feel a little uncomfortable.
Alex: Peeping.
Dragons: +1.
The devil carried Alec: passing by, Alec used his broken palm to leave a step.
Saint: Floated over remotely, clicked one
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Luke:
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