"Death Tai Bao, you..." The Skull made another sound, but before he could finish speaking, the Tai Bao who heard the sound had already placed his black long leather boots on the Skull's head. "Wow~Don't step on it! Don't step on it! Just step on it and it's over!"
"What's going on, Mori? I'm in a good mood now, let's hear it." Taibao still used his usual tone, but now I sound like there's a strong sense of threat.
"The Night Demon Warrior was called up by the Great Demon King to teach the man tied to the table a lesson. You drove him down, who will do this?" Skull said hastily.
"Is that right?" Putting down his foot, Tai Bao turned to look at the Great Demon King. When he received a nod in response, Tai Bao turned his head to look back at the poor warrior. The seemingly friendly expression was completely gone, replaced by a strange smile: "Then let me take care of it! There must be someone to do things. Hehehehehehe~"
Compared to pain and humiliation, the irrationality of the man in front of me is even more frightening. I don't know if they thought of the same thing as me, but both adventurers shuddered, revealing the fearful expression they had when facing the Grim Reaper Abinus in the library.
Originally, he still maintained a fierce and tough temper, but under the torment of the Night Demon Hero, there was very little left, not to mention the courage that did not exist from the beginning. A panicked expression was revealed without reservation, shaking his head desperately, probably begging in his heart that all of this was just a dream. However, reality is always ruthless, and I have already realized this a long time ago.
As the person approached step by step, their hands extended inch by inch towards the face sweating with cold sweat.
"No!" The shout suppressed the noise in the entire hall. Surprisingly, the speaker was not the warrior at the brink of disaster, but his female guide companion. "Don't hurt him anymore, I beg you! If... if you can let him go, I... I will do the most disgusting thing I can think of."
Looking at the Great Demon King with an inquiring expression, Tai Bao waited quietly for the decision of the dungeon leader.
The transparent face and expressionless stone mask, as usual, could not give anyone any message. Whether it was sad or happy was unknown. Only by waiting for clear instructions and commands could one truly understand what was going on in the man's mind. However, his answer was not very surprising. Most people would choose this answer: "What would you do?"
A pitiful gaze swept over her companion's face, and the female wizard made up her mind and said, "I am willing to marry you."
"No!" This time it was the warrior's turn to let out a mournful cry, but his companion ignored them at all and spoke in an operatic tone, "But even if you have obtained my body, you will never have my heart. You are not allowed to exist as a demon king in the world."
The two of them looked at each other intoxicated, as if there were only the two of them in this world, and an indescribable emotion rippled among them. But this is the feeling that the parties involved gave me. I can only say one thing, their acting skills are very poor. Even if they are very invested, they should not be acting.
Until now, I have come to a clear realization that these two people are dreamy rookies from somewhere unknown. I have listened to many heroic epics by bards, believing in the glorified battles and outcomes as facts, and mistakenly believing that in the face of monsters or villains, as long as a woman provides her body, there is room for maneuver. And the beloved man, also known as the hero, will always rescue her from the depths of adversity.
They never imagined that bards would not sing about losers and adventurers who died inexplicably outside. The problem is that these two types of people account for a considerable proportion of reality. To succeed, you don't just need to defeat the Great Demon King. You need to have the strength to defeat the Great Demon King first.
And their quite rigid coping techniques, naive logical thinking, ridiculous behavior style, and shallow tracking and combat skills, they didn't even recognize how much weight they had, so they rashly went on a trip. And choosing a dungeon as an adventure outpost, is it fortunate or unfortunate? Based on the current situation, it should be mostly unfortunate.
Alas~Forget it, it's quite nice to have a few more dreamers in this world, they have a regulating effect. Compared to me, a terrible old man who has been dazed by the harsh reality, it's much better. However, encountering a group of strange people like Dungeons who cannot be judged by common sense, whether they can taste what they want is something that interests me a lot Eh~Wait a moment, when did I start treating other people's misfortunes as a game
The Great Demon King reached out and wiped his chin, saying, "It's not the type I like. I've been entangled by twelve women and can't get rid of them. There's no reason to continue causing trouble for myself. But if I don't follow your instructions, I can't justify it. It's like saying I don't have that grace. Sigh~" He lowered his head and pondered for a while.
"Ah!" The Great Demon King raised his head and stood up, saying to the quiet hall, "Do you have anyone who wants it?"
Next came a rather vulgar bidding competition. Why is it called vulgar? Because the purpose of the bidding fair is a vulgar reason, whether it is the item being auctioned off or the person bidding. The quoted prices also make people feel vulgar and unbearable, such as "sweeping the toilet for three days" and "helping with laundry"... I'm too lazy to listen. In their shouting, there was nothing of value, such as currency used by the outside world, or some relatively expensive props and weapons.
And the two parties were dumbfounded, watching the events happen and go by, completely unable to react. I really feel a bit pitiful for them. In their imagination, that incredibly noble sentiment was conveyed to the residents of the dungeon, but it turned into a farce. The disillusionment of this kind of fantasy should not be very pleasant, I don't have much impression of such an experience anymore, it's too far away.
The winning bidder came out of the furnace and sat at a long table on the periphery, obtaining a woman under the condition of 'performing one to ten levels of clearing work for thirteen consecutive days'. And what about his appearance, is the word messy enough to describe this man? I don't know how long I haven't changed into loose clothes, and a faint foul smell comes from the yellowed dirt. Her messy hair was shining with oil, as if she hadn't taken a shower for hundreds of years. You can vaguely see flying flies and mosquitoes beside him.
As the most direct party involved, the female wizard naturally protested strongly: "Hey! I'm still a virgin! Just... just casually handing me over to this kind of man? Too... too impolite!"
Accepting the woman's protest, the Great Demon King looked at the man who had won her and said in a difficult tone, "What should I do? They all said so, let's ascend!"
"Then... just do it for fourteen days."
"Hello~!" The protest sounded again, but this time the Great Demon King stopped responding and said solemnly, "That's enough! Anyway, it's decided like this. To ensure that you will keep your promise, we will invite the gods to witness and hold a wedding. And to ensure that you won't change your mind temporarily, the warrior will wait for you on the hanging platform. After the wedding is completed, we will naturally send him safely out of the dungeon. But if you break your promise, we will hang him." This statement shocked the two prisoners. The man openly expressed fear, while the woman showed a rather angry expression.
After clearing his throat and relieving his slightly serious speaking attitude, the Great Demon King happily said, "The time is set for midnight tomorrow. Whether it's a wedding or a hanging, it will be very interesting. Hahaha~" Laughter spread like a response to the Great Demon King.
After looking at each other helplessly in the field, the two of them turned their heads to look at the lucky one. My dirty cheeks were stained with saliva, and my hands were scratching in my pants. After showing a satisfied expression, he reached his fingers with the same hand into his nostrils and dug them up.
At this moment, I vaguely heard the soldier frown and say a rather helpless sentence: "I won't blame you for making me hang..."
Sigh~
As the laughter gradually subsided, the Great Demon King waved his hand to take the two away. The four people who originally lifted them to the table used the same beautiful technique and speed to take them away. At the same time, the Great Demon King also signaled to prepare seats for Tai Bao and the group of people he brought back.
The sudden vibration on the ground caught my attention. Looking back, a huge, elongated figure quickly shuttle on the ground, even reaching a round table. Just when everyone couldn't react, the unknown figure rolled the chubby ninja from the round table into the table. There was a sudden silence in the field.
Grasping the weapon beside me, I tried to observe the surroundings with all my attention, but there was a feeling of powerlessness. Did you drink too much alcohol? My attention is not as sharp as before.
"Shua!" Beside the ninja's companions, the unknown figure soared from the ground Next, a large python playfully played against the chubby ninja, performing some stunts that even traveling artists may not be able to achieve.
Looking at the thickness of the python approaching my waist, I couldn't close my mouth. I have no doubt that it has the ability to devour me in one bite, let alone its ability to shuttle through the ground just now, which makes me know that it is not an ordinary snake tribe, especially its colorful and flowing scales.
"Ah! Master!" a female ninja shouted when she saw the big snake.
Abandoned the chubby ninja and allowed him to fall to the ground. The big snake's eyes lit up with a flash of inspiration, and she rolled up the female ninja who was speaking, vigorously swinging her cheek with the front end of her tail. Snake Shin spat out, "Don't call me Shifu, I don't have a shameful student like you!" He let go of the words and immediately threw it aside.
"Do you know this group of people, Jemugond?" said Apollo, the sun god sitting next to me.
The big snake stood up and looked at Apollo, spitting out its snake letter as it said, "These two ninjas were the students I had previously taught during my vacation on this planet. One of them had learned all the ninjutsu techniques I knew, but the heat was far behind me. The other one was just a montage."
"Ninja?" Apollos mentioned the term with a hint of meaning. The big snake curved its lips and said, "I have the official qualification to endure snakes on this planet. It was a long time ago when I had nothing to do."
Oh my goodness! If I didn't hear their conversation wrong, not only is this snake not small in origin, but its two students should also not be ordinary characters. After all, in mythology, the archenemy of the Icefield Thunder God Tyr, the Great Snake Jemugond, is not an ordinary snake demon. How many people on the mainland are still related to things beyond my knowledge.
"It's you," the big snake moved its body towards the female ninja who had already stood up and asked, "How did you come here?"
Trembling, he pointed to the baby held in the hands of another female ninja and said, "Well... that young master followed over."
"Speak more clearly," the big snake said in a threatening tone, while the snake's message occasionally spat on the female ninja's face.
"It was the one where we met Tai Bao and Ah B on the way and walked together for a while. Later, when we were about to part ways, the young master cried incessantly. Only when Ah B comforted us would it turn into laughter. We had no choice but to follow along."
A bunch of messy explanations, as someone who is not involved, I really listened to them in a daze. Forget it, just know they came with that baby. And the big snake also moved its head to the side of the female ninja holding the baby, staring at the newborn baby with its unique gaze.
The curved edge of the mouth seems to have leaked some saliva like liquid. The eerie gaze of the big snake made my spine feel cold even sitting so far, not to mention the people nearby. Everyone seemed to have been cast a immobilization spell, scared and unable to move. Only those five warriors barely grasped their weapons. But from their expressions, they should also find it very tricky. If the opponent is in a divine level, no one can handle it calmly. From this, it can be seen that the people in the dungeon are also relatively normal.
The snake's message is vomited and received. The mouth that kept approaching the baby opened slightly, and its sharp fangs shone like a demonstration. Almost everyone is in a state of tension, except for the short and chubby ninja who has been working hard in the food pile on the table, not caring about what is happening outside. And the gods beside me mostly looked at the situation with smiles. Well, they are gods, that's right
Suddenly, a small hand grabbed the spitted snake letter and giggled.
"Oh! Damn it! Stop pulling!"
The embarrassed demeanor of the big snake relieved everyone of their inexplicable nervousness. After showing a fatherly helplessness towards the baby's actions, the atmosphere of the banquet began to relax once again.
"Ah! Leopard," he snatched half of my chair as the Night Demon was clinging tightly to me. As he played with his wooden knife, he looked at the black panther slowly passing by and said, "Did you see anything interesting when you went out this time?"
"Leopard? Night Demon, you call it a leopard!" The speaker was full of flowers, and from the glass in her hand and the apple red cheeks, I roughly knew what had happened to her.
The Night Demon Knight nodded with the Black Panther, but Manhua continued discontentedly, "How can a leopard be called a leopard? Would you be happy when you hear someone call you 'Hey! Human'?"
It seemed like he was going to offer an excuse, but before the Night Demon Warrior could speak, Man Hua continued on his own: "Names are quite important to people, other things, and life. How can you call them names randomly! The people in your dungeon have strange names one by one. I'm really sorry for raising your parents!"
Well, I think she's really drunk.
"How about calling you Antonillo?" Manhua lowered her head and asked the black panther in front of her, who shook her head. "Matsumoto Taiji? You have a surname." Still shaking his head. "Shangguan Yu'er?" I still saw the leopard's head shaking and swaying. If the full flower, which was lifted up with anger, felt unwilling, it began to recite a long string of names, while the leopard sitting on the ground continued to shake its head, making my eyes dizzy.
Although I vaguely guessed that she, who didn't like drinking, might also know that such a situation would happen, I didn't expect that after drinking, Manhua was completely different from usual, as if she had changed her personality. In the past, even though she had been drinking alcohol, it was just a touch, and she hasn't reached this point yet. Why did she get drunk today? No! I want to be in such an environment, which already gives me an intoxicating feeling.
I saw her tugging at the neck of the black panther, swaying back and forth, her name flowing endlessly. I really feel sorry for that leopard.
Watching the Night Demon Hero on the side, it seemed like it was a lot of fun, and halfway through, he also joined the ranks of naming. Squatting next to the black panther, pulling and pulling it together with the full flower movements. I just have some doubts whether he is cursing or genuinely wanting to give this leopard a name. "Fool? Fool? Pig head?" Leopard uses the words' pig head 'as its name Forget it, I'll ignore it.
It seems that the endurance limit is approaching, and the expression of the black panther has changed from its original relaxed expression to the tense expression when it is about to hunt, with its long teeth appearing and disappearing from time to time. I saw the Black Panther roll over and transform into a humanoid form, striking fiercely on the heads of Night Demon and Man Hua.
"Why can't a leopard call itself 'leopard'! Is calling this name a hindrance to you?"
Will it transform into an adult He can still talk... and he's not dressed yet!
A handsome young man standing naked in front of me. A person with dark skin, slender body shape yet still maintains its strength is often commented to be like a agile cheetah. But the person in front of me has transformed from a leopard! Is he really a leopard or a human? And many people nearby were looking at the naked man in front of them, whispering with wonderful eyes. No one is like Lehua, who has been silent for a long time beside me, and has been so embarrassed that he buried his red face on the table. Well, she may have already passed out drunk because she has been lying down for quite some time, not just recently.
"You... you're not wearing clothes..."
"Why do I have to wear clothes?" the man who transformed into a black panther pressed his face against the flowers and asked heavily. He continued, "Many humans like to take off the fur of our species and wear it as clothing. Why should my free natural fur be covered up for no reason! So I really hate to become human..."
"Then practice more! Wait until you become a leopard and can speak, then say these nonsense!"
"Who? Who?"
The sound from somewhere left us at a loss, looking around just to find out who was speaking.
"Fool! It's under your feet."
The sound came again, but it was still unclear to me. However, the Night Demon Warriors seemed to already know something, and the two of them started jumping and desperately looking at the soles of their feet. "Ma... is Ant Lord?"
"Stupid... stupid! Stop jumping! It hurts! Cockroaches, spiders, flatten it!"
Still the words that make me inexplicable. Suddenly, a spider descending from the air with its fine threads and a cockroach flapping its wings pounced on the faces of Leopard Man and Night Demon Man, respectively. Look at these two small insects, they are no different from the ordinary insects I have seen before, but they can beat two big men to pieces. What are they?
At some point, a small red ant climbed onto the table and quickly headed towards the direction of the Great Demon King. That action and all its features are the same as the ant in my impression, but I subconsciously feel that it has an inviolable dignity.
"Long time no see, ant." Apollo, sitting next to him, greeted the sun again. The ant's movements immediately stopped, turned around and faced Apollo. A loud voice came: "Apollo, you're also there. It's been a while since we last met."
A god and an ant are still clamoring in the cold, while the Night Demon Man and the Cockroach, Leopard Man and Spider are fighting fiercely behind him. It's really a satirical contrast.
"Jiuluo. You are also half the owner of Mirror City, and I often don't see you when I come," said the King of Hell sitting aside.
"Most of them stay in this city. Ants have a natural aversion to water, and although I'm not afraid, I still have that aversion. So since Mirror City was handed over to XXX, I haven't seen this castle reflected under the water. I came because the bobcat just informed me that Tai Bao and his team have returned, and I have something to do for them."
Sitting next to the Great Demon King, Tai Bao saw the shape of the ant and took out a small porcelain bottle from his pocket. He smiled and said, "It's done well, don't worry." He walked around the round table and came to the ant's side, gently placing the porcelain bottle on the table. "Come on! I waited for several days to get the morning dew of the Tree of Life."
"Oh~That's great."