Jace's voice slowly echoed through the hall.

Everyone was thinking about his words, and for a moment, the place fell into an eerie silence.

Devil?

Morin's eyes narrowed slightly, and he was also thinking about some words and records about the demon.

According to legend, demons were invaded by some powerful dark energy, which changed them, caused them to lose their minds, and became an alternative creature that only knew how to kill. They were no longer real living creatures and could only be called monsters.

Once upon a time, demons appeared in the wizarding world. Every time a demon appeared, it brought not only ordinary destruction, but also huge disasters.

The wizarding world had experienced two major upheavals, which caused the decline of the entire wizarding world. At the beginning of these two major upheavals, demons appeared.

This is undoubtedly a very bad thing and a very bad symbol.

"Demons..." Angoro said softly. He raised his eyes and looked at Jace in front of him. "Your Majesty, we know about demons. After all, it is impossible for us not to have records of them. But, I am still very curious, Your Majesty, why did you come to us?"

An'goro spoke to him softly. His voice was very light and gentle, without much ups and downs, but it made Jace feel another kind of indescribable huge pressure.

The one in front of me is a powerful spiritual being in the legend.

"Because Black Purple City worships the power of darkness, and besides the two top wizard organizations, it is the most powerful inheritance of the power of darkness." Jace took a deep breath. As the king of a principality, Jace was actually a little nervous at this moment. He said, "So I came over to take a look."

After listening to Jace's words, the entire hall fell into an eerie silence again.

The old butler Byron seemed like a sculpture or a shadow. He stood there quietly, motionless. Shelov did not have any other expression, but when he looked at Jace, there was an undisguised murderous intent in his eyes.

"Haha." Maine laughed without any concealment.

"Your Majesty, do you think that our Black Purple City is your kingdom? We are wizards in your royal wizard group?" Maine sneered.

"The situation is a bit serious. I'm worried, so I came here in person."

Jace had calmed down. He didn't say much. He just put one hand on his chest and bowed slightly to the old king in front of him.

"Okay, King of the Holy Thorn Flower Principality." Angoro spoke, and he said slowly, "I know your worries. You want to ask us if there is a surge of dark power, right? And, if the dark power has leaked, which is why those Beiyurong people are crazy and become demons."

"I can tell you, there isn't."

"Really not."

Angoro said this, he didn't say much, but considering his identity as a spirit ring, this was already a very good explanation.

"Thank you." After a moment's silence, Jace bowed to Angolo and said this.

"King of the Holy Thorn Flower Principality, I can send the bloodline people in Black Purple City to help you. After all, as sorcerers in the wizarding world, we have to come and take a look. This is the most basic thing." Angolo said, his arm moved slightly, and said: "Also, aren't you worried about the dark power? In the near future, a blood moon will occur in our Black Purple City. Come and take a look, and then leave after you're done."

"Thank you very much."

Jace bowed slightly.

After what happened, the banquet could no longer continue. Morin and the wizards and warlocks said goodbye to Angolo, then they turned around and slowly left.

Maureen and Jace were walking together. They hadn't seen each other for a long time. At this moment, Maureen was having some conversation with Jace.

Maine and Shelov were accompanying Angolo, and the old butler Byron came specially to see Morin and the others off.

"Mr. Byron, I just saw you doing something. You were..." Morin looked at the old butler Byron in front of him. He thought of some of the actions Byron had just done, and a look of confusion appeared on his face.

“I’m praying to God.”

Byron was wearing a black robe. He was tall and thin, and looked full of an indescribable charm. He listened to Morin's words and smiled. A cold and hard line appeared on his face. He said, "This is the God I am most determined to believe in."

"Everything in this world exists because of God, so everything exists and we can live forever here."

Byron said this, making a strange gesture with his hand across his chest.

A pious look appeared on his face, as if he was the most fanatical and staunch believer.

God? As the old butler of Angoro, a bloodline person with the third-level peak strength, he actually believed in God? Morin and Jace looked at each other, and saw an indescribable surprise in each other's eyes.

But this was old Byron's business, so Maureen and the others didn't say much or ask anything. After a few simple words, they parted ways and walked towards their respective residences.

Morin returned to his previous residence. At this time, his originally damaged residence had been completely restored and repaired.

In front of his yard, under a tree, Morin saw an old man.

He was wearing a grey linen shirt and had a plain and ordinary face, without any trace of specialness in his features. He looked like an ordinary old man who came out for a stroll at night.

"Hello." The old man also noticed Morin coming back. He stretched out his hand, greeted Morin, and smiled gently.

"Hello."

Mo Lin felt a little strange and puzzled, so he also greeted him and couldn't help but reach out and touch his nose.

Hmm, emmmmmmmmm…

Why do I feel a little awkward?

Then, Maureen opened the door, and after passing the witchcraft test that had been set up earlier, he returned to his residence.

The night is dark.

The night is peaceful.

The night was not peaceful either.

In the main castle of Heizi City.

With a creak, Byron opened the door and walked into the room.

This is a secret room, lit by fire and very dark.

Angolo, Shelov and Maine were already here. They looked forward and saw the middle-aged man lying on the ground in a milky white robe, covered in blood, with no other expression on his face.

Under the firelight, the expressions on their faces looked somewhat gloomy.

"Owner."

Byron walked over and bowed slightly to Angolo.

Angolo waved his hand gently, looked at Shelov, and asked, "Did you find this outside?"

"Yes, father. It's not far from our Black Purple City."

Shelov seemed as ferocious and terrifying as a lion, but in front of Angolo, he appeared very respectful, like a gentle cat.

Angolo fell silent.

"Eternal Holy Light, they are so arrogant that they were even sent outside our Black Purple City by the priests. Do they really think that their real Holy Light can be driven out together?" The expression on Mayne's face was also very ugly.

"Darkness and light are opposites, and this is normal."

Angoro spoke up. He said calmly, "It's just that the Eternal Holy Light, its brilliance has not yet completely illuminated the entire wizard world."

Having said that, Angolo turned around and slowly walked outside.

"Father, then what should we do with this priest of Eternal Holy Light? After all, he comes from Eternal Holy Light..." Shelov was stunned. He looked at Angolo and wanted to say something.

"Kill him."