Yicha waved his hand to signal the tyrannical demon's honor guard to stop in front of the sixth wall of fire from the bottom.
six. For the devil, this is an auspicious number. This is an auspicious day. Today is an auspicious day in the zodiac for death, marriage, study, compilation of memoirs, and being welcomed along the aisle and placed on a pile of lumpy shoulders.
The guests on both sides were confused about this sudden temporary pause - which did not prevent them from roaring with inexplicable enthusiasm. Dozens of hammer-headed demons scattered over the entire ceremony passage in the distance seemed to realize that this was an excellent opportunity. They hurriedly gathered together, walked through the boiling demon group, and started selling snacks.
Icha looked through the steam and flashes of various colors and looked at the Hammerhead vendors swarming towards him. This is indeed a new, civilized scene. He glanced sideways at the edible goods brought by the Hammerheads. Snacks seem to be divided into two types: dried products and fresh ones. The dried one was pierced on the bone spear and inserted into the layer above the flat head of the hammer-headed demon. They were kept alive in small cages, with a row of hooks made of fingernails hanging from the top of the cage along the crooks of their elbows.
One of the vendors was obviously more adaptable than the others. He actually avoided the continuous eruption of magma and the clusters of explosions created by the Burning Demon. He flew up around the bend and nimbly handed over a bunch of sun-dried purple brains. In Yicha's hand.
"Duke Ezhaint. What a bad day!"
The Hammerhead Demon waved his two claws and made an exclamatory opening statement. Then he changed the subject, pointed at the bunch of bright purple things, and began to introduce the goods enthusiastically:
"The brain of a midnight ghost. It is dried and then fermented. It is the latest product of our workshop this month. It tastes very good when eaten with moist raw meat. Would you like to try it?"
New. Moisture. Trendy. These words are quite trendy. This tendency to pay too much attention to taste is really trendy. The food does not come from nature or the kitchen, but from the workshop, which is trendy enough. Yi Cha casually took the dried brain skewer - it exuded the breath of soul energy. The tyrannical demons were a little impatient, shaking their arms restlessly and pushing him around, all of them groaning.
Yi Cha handed the bunch of brains down, and the violent demons immediately huddled together, and then pulled them back, leaving only the bare bone spears.
"Do you like it? Everyone?" The Hammerhead Demon asked with a smile on his face.
"Not bad." A violent demon commented with a grin. Their irritability lessened. The violent demon who didn't get a share raised his claws and asked the hammer-headed demon for more brains.
"Our shop is located in the southwest of the new island of Kuaishou. Please take care of us!" The Hammerhead Demon vendor happily distributed the brain strings. The violent demon was not polite with his hands and mouth, and he groaned in his throat: "Wait a minute. We still have to play with the queen."
One violent demon looked at it as if it had remembered something, and all the violent demons closed their mouths. Their faces were not good-looking, and even before they discovered his existence, their interest was not high, especially compared to the first time they tried to launch a doomsday war.
Maybe this is just a side effect from the progress of civilization...
"Why did you stop? What are you doing here?"
A somewhat arrogant voice appeared in mid-air, interrupting this small sales pitch. The owner of the voice fell next to them in the next second - it was the familiar demon, Duchess Aurilu.
Wearing a pink satin dress that perfectly complemented her identity and appearance, Litu Demon looked graceful and luxurious. Her beautiful, eyeless cheeks turned to the smoky low-level demons - her radiant white skin and decent dress reflected those on the opposite side. The Violent Demon and the Hammerhead Demon are darker. Although they are the same kind, they exude a completely different feeling - this should be the so-called "external manifestation of rank".
When Aurilu's invisible sharp gaze was illuminated, the violent demon's mouth immediately stopped moving. There was a thud as the demon swallowed the bone spear directly - a tip emerged from the back of his neck.
With a "Zeng" sound, the Hammerhead Demon Hawker fled.
"It's nothing. I asked them to stop." Icha said to Aurilu kindly. But he didn't let the violent demons move again.
The band changed to a frizzier piece full of grinding sounds. The demonic guests on both sides quickly lost interest in the stagnation of the show in front of them. After roaring twice, they fell into their own carnival that did not require an object.
"Your Majesty sent me to take a look."
Aurilu smiled at Yi Cha, and now she seemed much more approachable, "You haven't forgotten what you are going to do next, right? We will gather all the guests in the square in a while. You don't need to do anything extra. . Just go through these levels step by step... There is no way you can't do it."
"Is there a square here?" Yi Cha asked slowly and knowingly.
Of course he knew what to do next. What will he face. After passing through the last wall of fire in front of him, he will jump into a huge rectangular pool of strong acid, fill it with water, swim around, and catch the bubbling rot demons one by one, and then eat them one by one. in the stomach, and then share the chewed up and spit out remains of flesh and blood with everyone.
"To feed"——
Maybe hell has changed a lot, but he can guarantee that this classic show will be a small climax in the atmosphere. There are countless similar small programs, which can be long or short. If he wants, he can let them last for a year and a half, and then take a two-day break before changing to the next one.
He might even be a little innovative. Everyone will be satisfied, and this is no less satisfying than the pleasure of invading and destroying other people's homes - most demons should understand this well enough by now.
After coming out of the sour pool of "vomiting", there will be a formal ceremony square in front of you - it must be there. One side of the ceremony must be a cliff. The evil heroine of this great ceremony must be waiting for him on a floating seat on the other side of the cliff.
He will come to the square prepared for them, where all the guests will gather happily, the broadcast will echo in the sky, and as an impromptu program, he can start a game, a gladiatorial contest, a quiz or a free-for-all at any time - this It all depends on what's popular right now.
After both the audience and the owner were satisfied, they formed a partnership contract on the pyre that was burning with magic fire. This pact will be deepened by the curse of all spectators - only the Demon King's ceremony can receive so many curses.
This is a link beyond blood, sharing everything that makes up oneself with the other.
This link would restore the fragments of his soul that had been eaten away by taxonomy. Dirule can also be reborn through Beelzebub's countless clones. This is one of the added benefits. The vision brought by the Demon King's persona is another additional benefit.
"Duke Duma successfully made the Three Stars meet all the standards of a grand ceremony..."
Before Aurelu finished speaking, Icha raised his hand and his tone suddenly became serious:
"I remember asking you not to have anything to do with Chinurius?"
Aurilu's expression changed slightly: "Soul energy..." She seemed to want to explain, but Yicha interrupted her again: "I didn't see Chinulus, where is he?"
"On the second floor of the Ceremony Square, Demon King Vega..."
Aurilu still couldn't finish her sentence. Icha didn't need to listen to her at all, that was enough. "Call Duma."
