Chapter 248 18: Anfia
The Demon Lord had a smile on his face but he was barking like a dog inside.

Now she really wanted to surrender.

When she was first locked in the holy water bottle, she realized that she had been deceived. There were only a few drops of holy water left in the bottle, and it could not have much suppressive effect on her. The only limitation was the strength of the holy water bottle itself.

It didn't seem to be to the point where it could not be destroyed, so she didn't rush, but chose to suppress Ivan's consciousness in her body as soon as possible.

Originally, the consciousness of such a mere human was not within her consideration at all. According to the plan, after he successfully absorbed Mo Cheng's evil thoughts, it would not take long for Ivan's consciousness to be completely assimilated. But before the assimilation was completed, his strength was consumed too much. In addition, this was Ivan's hometown. The strong guilt made him break through the limitations of the weak Demon Lord and control his body to actively let the holy water bottle absorb it.

As a result, she is now trapped here, with no way to restore her strength.

It was really a matter of one wrong move!

It was a mistake that made her slap herself twice in the face after she woke up. If she had retained a little strength, if she had focused a little more in advance, she could have completely annihilated Ivan's consciousness.
Unfortunately, a loss is a loss. All she can do now is to try every possible way to break the holy water bottle and return.

However, while she was suppressing Ivan's consciousness, the drastic changes between heaven and earth almost scared her to death.

The breath of the Lord that had clearly disappeared, as well as the breath of the gods, unexpectedly came back to the world.

I was wondering why there were angels showing up. It turns out the Lord still exists, but I was crazy and thought that the Lord was not around and I, as the Demon Lord, could rule the world for fun.

If this is the case, it is not difficult to explain. The master's breath is not strong, perhaps it is at the level of just awakening. Perhaps as long as he admits his mistake and becomes the master's good black dog again, he should be able to exchange punishment for forgiveness.

But the worst thing was that she still felt the presence of the Lord in the holy water bottle. This was clearly the Lord’s creation!

It's so spicy! Everything is so spicy!

What kind of status and position did this girl have? Not only did she have the help of angels, but she also had creatures bestowed by the Lord! She had prayed for hundreds of years but still received no such reward. It was really terrifying to think about it.

She suspected that Ye Jie was either the Lord's woman or the Lord's daughter. In any case, she needed to be extremely cautious.

At this moment, thinking about the stupid things he had done, his eyes went dark. The dignified Demon Lord actually fainted, and it took him a long time to wake up.

Therefore, the only way left for her to survive was to please Ye Jie completely, hoping to save her life.

At least, the Lord did not attack her directly in anger, which means that what she did did not touch the Lord's bottom line.

Later, she found a way to gain a little trust from Ye Jie, and did her utmost to please him, selling out all the teammates she could, while maintaining her own low strength, trying to make the other party feel that she was not a threat and that he was trying his best to help her, so that he could say a few good words for her in front of the Lord in the future.

Of course, she didn't say anything that she felt she shouldn't say.

For example, the moon in the sky is the moon god with one eye gouged out. At this moment, it is acting in a rebellious manner and seems to be engaging in some ridiculous confrontation with the Lord.

"Then, maybe we can use their trick to lure all those demons here."

Since she wasn't allowed to recover her strength, there wasn't anything else she could do.

Ye Jie had also thought about this, but he didn't have a good plan. First, he had to avoid causing more harm, second, he couldn't give the Demon Lord a chance to escape, and third, it would be best to catch all the remnants in one fell swoop.

"There's no harm in trying. Let's find a time to leave Mo City in a not-too-secret way." Jennifer glanced at the big black dog, "Take the holy water bottle with you. If they really dare to attack here, that would be a good thing. Brand contacted me not long ago and I'll be here tomorrow. The rest of the place can be left to the warlocks of the Grace Tower. They're happy to gain combat experience from the demons."

He even took the initiative to snatch monsters from her not long ago.

Gaul.

Provence region.

On the dirt road, Lev drove an SUV, looking a little tired, towards the typical country villa at the end of the road.

The bright car lights illuminated the endless purple lavender fields on both sides of the road.

It was the end of August, the last time lavender bloomed.

With each turbulence, the man sitting next to him dropped his head limply on Lev's arm.

Lev had a blank expression on his face. He gently pushed him aside and let him lean against the car window.

The moonlight filtered through the car window, and one could vaguely see the lifeless eyes of the man sitting by the window. There was a huge hole in his chest, and black blood had soaked his clothes and seat. It was obvious that he had been dead for a long time.

As the destination got closer, Lev breathed a sigh of relief, barely perceptible, and soothed his tense nerves.

The battle with Brand in Hetali was purely accidental. He was planning to come back here at that time, but he was notified at the last minute that he was being followed, so he changed direction and chose to stay in a local hotel.

He remained highly alert and thus avoided Brand's attack, or at least was not attacked preemptively by the other party.

He didn't suffer serious injuries from that battle, but he consumed a lot of strength and some of his core believers, making it even more difficult for the remnants of the Demon Lord, who were already in a bad situation.

Lev parked the car casually in a corner, ignored the corpse in the car, got out and walked straight towards the villa.

People dressed as farmers walking around the door saw him, bowed their heads respectfully and greeted him softly.

However, he saw an unexpected visitor at the door, leaning against the wall, holding a dagger and seemingly carving something on a piece of wood.

The man did not even bother to raise his head and ignored Lev, the nominal lord of the manor, and concentrated on carving the wooden doll. One could vaguely see that they were two people, one big and one small, held together, with one hand normal and the other pitch black, as if they were spliced ​​from some monster.

Lev didn't care. This person came, which meant
He pushed the door open and walked in. It was quiet inside with only the slight sounds of people eating.

Following the sound, he walked into the restaurant and, as expected, he saw Augustus. He was sitting in the seat opposite the main seat, slowly sawing a steak and looking like he was enjoying the meal.

"It seems that things are not going well." Augustus wiped the sauce from the corner of his mouth with a napkin and chuckled.

Lev didn't say anything and glanced at Anfia who was sitting next to him. The latter shook her head gently at him.

"When can we proceed to the next step in our transaction?" Lev sat in the main seat, his head slightly tilted to one side. A female head slowly emerged from the bloody hole on his shoulder, staring at Augustus and asking.

Augustus was not a person who was afraid of bloody scenes, but he also did not like to watch such scenes while eating.

Pushing the steak away, he took a sip of the wine and said, "We have been cooperating for several years. Helping each other is the basis of our cooperation. But don't you think that your behavior is a bit extreme?"

"This is all at your request to launch attacks in various places," Lev retorted. "No, no, no, I didn't ask you to be so blatant and attract other extraordinary people's attention. It's okay for a few years ago, but recently, everything you do reveals impatience. In order to clean up the mess you made, I have already lost two apprentices."

Augustus shook his head in response, looking regretful.

"I also lost almost half of my core believers!"

"Who can I blame for this?" Augustus looked at him calmly, "Besides, even if there are a hundred of your followers, they are not as good as one of my disciples."

Lev breathed heavily in both heads, clenched his fists, and glanced at Anfia vaguely.

Anfia glanced at him, stretched out her finger and shook it.

"My conditions have always been simple." Augustus' voice has always been very gentle, but now it is a bit chilling. Yes, it chills the heart of the demon sitting opposite him. "I will help you hide in human society, and you will help me create the conditions to observe the Soul Crow. When the time is right, I can help you rescue the Demon Lord, but please note that it is a possibility, not a must. This is the basis for our cooperation in the first place."

Lev took a few deep breaths: "I, I just want to rescue the Demon Lord as soon as possible--"

Augustus closed his eyes and shook his head, becoming extremely calm. When he opened his eyes again, there was no more fluctuation. "Creating a bigger commotion, trying to lure Ye Jie out of Mo City, and then raiding Mo City to rescue the Demon Lord under the holy water pool, it's really a brilliant plan. It's impossible to come up with a countermeasure. However, I have a little question."

"Who can delay Ye Jie?"

“Who has seen the holy water bottle?”

"How to rescue the Demon Lord?"

Lev remained silent.

"Think about it, don't you have two heads? Are they both decorations?"

"You! Augustus, you have to know that we are just partners! And all I have done is to rescue the Demon Lord! It has been three years, and it will take another three years after that! I doubt that you have any intention of helping us rescue the Demon Lord. In that case, I might as well do it alone!" Lev was furious.

"Is this what you really think?" Augustus was as calm as ever.

"That's right, either you help me rescue the Demon Lord within a month, or we completely break off our cooperative relationship!" Lev roared in desperation and secretly raised his vigilance to prevent the other party from suddenly taking action.

"Well, as for partnership, I have always been more tolerant towards my partners, but that doesn't mean I have no bottom line. It seems that my tolerance has led to today's situation. I have to take some responsibility for it, but your stupidity has polluted my eyes." Augustus raised his hand and snapped his fingers lightly, "So, I don't mind changing a partner."

Seeing this, Lev shouted loudly and was about to expand his body to launch an attack, but he was horrified to find that he could not move, as if his entire soul was frozen in place. His thoughts could only spin in place, and he could not think further.

Augustus drank the wine in the glass and turned to look at Anfia, who had been sitting beside him without saying a word.

"What do you think? Should you maintain the cooperation with me on his behalf, or go with him to the end of stupidity?"

Anfia was silent for a few seconds, then slowly stood up, turned her back to Augustus, and looked at Lev with complicated eyes. Behind her, a pair of flesh and blood wings slowly emerged.

"You are betraying me," Lev said with difficulty, trying very hard to move his body bit by bit.

"No, I'm doing this for the Demon Lord, and you are our sinner." The wings of flesh and bone were fully spread out, deliberately avoiding all objects in the restaurant, exerting force at a short distance, and using the pointed bone spurs to pierce into the center of the eyebrows of the two heads.

The life force in Lev's eyes gradually disappeared. He gently placed his hand on the other's chest and murmured the last words in his throat: "Demon Lord, I will not let you go."

Anfia did not reply, but exerted force with her wings again, making a thick sound and completely penetrating the opponent's head. The red and white slurry slowly dripped at the tail end of the bone wings behind the brain.

Swah——

The wings were neatly retracted, slowly closed, merged into the back and disappeared.

"Don't rush to try to rescue the Demon Lord. In the current environment, he may not gain any benefit if he comes out. Remember, chaos is our opportunity, but we don't want pure chaos." Augustus felt a little better after changing to a partner who was temporarily obedient.

Anfia turned around, picked up the napkin beside her, wiped the blood off her face, and nodded silently.

"Keep a low profile for a while. In addition to the Paladins, people from the Tower of Grace are also looking for your people. They were just stopped by my people. Give up this farm. They will soon come here to investigate."

"I understand."

"You have fought with Ye Jie before, I believe you will not underestimate them. Besides, it is quite difficult for a being of the Demon Lord's status to die."

"Although we have lost contact with the Demon Lord, since I am still alive, it means that the Demon Lord is still there. I won't be as anxious as Lev. He is not a pure demon. Human nature affects his judgment."

When Anfiya fought Ye Jie during the chaos in Mo City, the last bit of humanity she had was destroyed, and what was left now was just a pure demon with past memories.

"If three years doesn't work, then ten, thirty years." Anfiya lowered her eyes, "As long as the Demon Lord can come out, then everything will be worth it."

"It's great that you have such awareness." Augustus nodded with satisfaction. "Actually, I don't really care who the demon lord is. I just hope to have a partner who I can get along well with and whose brain is not just for decoration."

Anfia seemed not to understand Augustus' hint and continued to lower her head without replying.

Augustus did not continue speaking and left the country villa at a leisurely pace.

"Heath."

Heath blew away the sawdust on the unfinished carving, swung the folding knife, and put both into his pocket.

"It's been a while since we've been back to Gaul."

"Three and a half years ago. The last time I came here, I was preparing to take a ship back to America."

"Yeah. I promised you something, but I haven't done it for so long. Do you mind?"

"Time is also a poison."

".That's right, but it's almost time now. You can take action at any time. We, the Soul Assembly, will support you."

Heath, who was always serious, slowly smiled brightly.

"I will make him understand that if he chooses to be a hero, he should die at the most glorious moment."

(End of this chapter)