The big demon who had won this victory gently wiped his hands with a piece of reasonably good cloth on the ground.
In the devil's territory where supplies are very scarce, this kind of silk thread is woven from the silkworms spun out of the original devil's land.
The piece of cloth he wiped his hands with was the result of day and night work by almost all the workers in a small territory.
But in the lair of the great demon lord, such cloth is hung on the window like a curtain.
Now connected to its owner, it is about to fall to the ground and become a piece of glitz.
And the person who caused all this would not try to transform this place into his own fortress like the previous owners.
He didn't even miss the luxurious furnishings and all kinds of delicious food that were hard to see here.
Without even taking stock of how many little devils were still alive in his territory, he left it all behind without hesitation and began to hurriedly pursue those human clues.
I don’t know how many of them still exist in this area. The land of treasure and strength once again lost news of their lord.
After the big demon walked out of the lord's castle and disappeared into this area for a long time, a small group of surviving troops came out of the small dirt bags on the edge.
This is the team of the most loyal servants that have ever served this castle.
The most ridiculous thing is that when this war really started, the little devils rushing from all directions to help rushed here like a tide. However, as the closest people to this lord, the team protecting him quietly disappeared at this moment. Disappeared.
If I had to give a reason for their disappearance, it would probably be caution. To be honest, these escorts have followed the lords here for a long time. They have lived around the castle since they were born, and regard the master lord in the castle as the object of their service. Apart from this, there is nothing else. Thought.
The length of their lifespan depends on the frequency of wars breaking out among the lords in this area.
When a group of mature guards die, another group of descendants who are selected or born from them will naturally take their place.
This means that the lord may live for a long time, but the guard is always changing, and he cannot maintain his loyalty from generation to generation.
On the contrary, it is because the guard gold here is exchanged too frequently, which has caused the army to be in a state of constant panic.
They always feel that the next moment is their death, and when they actually encounter such a situation, it causes a small number of them to behave like this.
They fled in disgrace and did not live or die with their lords.
Now, after they feel that the evil aura that invaded here has disappeared, they dare to tremble and return to their territory and fortress.
Because apart from this fortress, they don't know where to make a living and how to survive. So after making sure it was safe enough, they returned here again. Then, with a cautious attitude, they slowly explored the center of the fortress where they once worked and served.
Then they saw the heart of this luxurious castle. Lying there was the person they once served, the now dead lord.
No trace of demonic energy can be felt on this lord's body. This shows that its final value has been lost. The ultimate winner of this war was drawn.
But again, the final victors of this war did not stay in this forest land, and did not even want to become their next generation lords.
This extremely abnormal behavior made the returning teams who were trying to find a new replacement lord feel at a loss.
In their lifetime of serving people, they have never been in such a state of indispensability.
This time, they were confused. They were so busy that they didn't know what to do next.
When they began to mechanically clean the dirty war scene here and really clean up the castle, this group of people began to look at each other and began to think about what they were going to do next.
Then something about the devil began to spread in everyone's heart.
Yes, this territory is finally free, and there are no big demons around who have any ideas about this place.
Does it mean that a new lord can be born independently in their territory and rule it? So, without demons occupying them, do they, the demons closest to the lord, have a chance?
As a result, cracks began to appear in this originally cooperative team, and everyone looked at each other and became their own competitors.
A new, slightly weaker, war broke out between them.
In the end, success among these people. The winner will become the new lord of this new territory. As for whether his strength is too weak and he will be devoured by the big demons in other territories before long, that is what he needs to consider, not what the big demon who just won the war should consider.
He was now fluttering his wings and chasing wildly, searching for traces of Mai Fan and his group.
After he finished solving the matter, when he tried to catch up with Mai Fan and his group, he realized how fast these people were running.
When they went to find Grandpa's path, the speed they walked at was child's play compared to now.
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This big devil can clearly feel the distrust of those humans towards him, and their eagerness to get rid of him.
But these people were the opportunities he finally found to leave here. How could he be easily shaken off?
Mai Fan and the others couldn't bear it anymore after running for so long. When they found a relatively secluded mountain crevice to rest, the big devil finally caught up with him at his own speed.
He flew over, covering up the sky and the sun, then very compactly retracted his wings and fell down from mid-air. He showed his big white teeth to Mai Fan, who was setting up the stove and preparing to eat.
"Oh, my God, did you feel any surprise or joy when you saw that I had won the final victory?
You see, this is my ability, I am the lucky one who can achieve the final victory.
What a blessing for me that that unfortunate old guy lost his fighting spirit. "
