Markas and the three overseers behind him stared at the young man who came forward with unfriendly eyes.
After the other party stood still, he didn't say a word and stared straight into his eyes. His deep eyes were like two dark wells with no bottom.
Marcus looked at him contemptuously, but soon, the contempt and arrogance on his face disappeared, and his eyes became confused.
He suddenly threw away the leather whip in his hand, hugged himself, put his hands on his shiny chest, and began to grope slowly, twisting his body like a black snake.
The other three people also moved their gazes away from Ringer, staring at Marcus's ecstatic rhythmic back, their gazes gradually becoming fiery.
Now there is no existence of Karina and others in their eyes, only the twisting body of Markas. The fat bald man closest to Markas even bent down to pick up the whip dropped by Markas, with a look of eagerness on his face. expression.
"What's wrong with them?" Runo stared at the dancing Markas in shock. That cruel overseer Markas actually showed such an ugly look.
Lin Ge looked away, the light in his eyes dissipated, he smiled and said:
"Don't worry, it's not life-threatening."
Runo didn't care whether the lives of these scum were in danger, he just felt strange.
"Sorry for causing you any trouble."
"It doesn't matter. Look how well he dances. My friends are also very happy to see it."
Runo turned around and realized that it was indeed the case. Mr. Ringer's friends seemed to be amused by Markas's dance, and he couldn't help but feel relieved.
"That's spiritual magic, right? When did you learn it?" Lanya walked beside Linger in the mine tunnel and asked curiously.
"last night."
After offering wine to Sai Yin last night, Ringer went to the Demon King's library again. This time he found a magic book called "One Hundred Skills a Qualified Demon Must Know".
What he just used was one of the demonic skills called "Eye of Chaos". It was not difficult, but it tested his mental quality.
As far as the effect of the first use is concerned, Ringer thinks it is pretty good.
Returning to his residence through the Emerald Bar, Lin Ge immediately locked the door as soon as he entered his room, otherwise there might be an extra person on the bed when he woke up in the middle of the night.
Karina is here, she can do it.
On the desk, the beauty head is chatting with the beautiful girl illustrated book. It seems that the two get along quite well.
Ringer sat on the floor. With a wave of his hand, the unfinished puzzle and the scattered picture gallery appeared in front of him. He planned to complete the puzzle before going to sleep.
His eyes moved quickly, and he used both hands to pick up the tiles and put them where they should be. The movements of his hands almost never stopped, as smoothly as writing homework according to the answers.
Elvi's strands of black hair were like the tentacles of an octopus, supporting her beautiful face as she jumped off the table and came to Ringer, curiously looking at the puzzle in front of him.
The Book of Golorite also stood on the table, with its pages open to both sides, and the girl in the black dress inside the pages was also looking this way.
The fragmented pictures quickly became complete under Ringer's nimble hands, and a familiar face gradually appeared in front of Elvie's eyes.
"Hey, isn't this Mr. Reddy? Where did you find this puzzle piece?" Elvi asked in surprise when she recognized that the puzzle piece was the previous generation of Demon King Reddy.
But Linger didn't seem to hear what she was saying. His attention was entirely on the picture tiles in front of him, and his hand movements were getting faster and faster.
Elvi gave him a strange look and said nothing. Her eyes fell on the portrait that was quickly becoming complete.
When the last piece of the puzzle fit into the image, Ringer jerked his hand back, as if he'd been electrocuted.
He did feel an electric energy rush into his body from his fingertips, waking him up from his immersed state.
"What is this?" He felt a heat surging inside his body and converging on his back.
"What's wrong with you?" Elvi asked, seeing his strange expression.
"Oops, something's coming out!"
"what are you saying?"
Ringer didn't have time to answer. The feeling was getting stronger and stronger. He quickly unbuttoned the button on his chest. Under Elvie's confused and surprised eyes, he stretched out his hand and pulled off his shirt cleanly.
Almost at the same moment that his clothes left his body, a pair of ferocious black wings with spikes stretched out from his back, and the magic horns on his head also appeared, and they were obviously longer.
He looked at the full-length mirror mounted on the wardrobe and saw clearly what he looked like now.
His dark horns, ferocious black wings, and pale skin made him look like a demon in a religious painting.
He stared blankly at the man in the mirror, who was both familiar and unfamiliar at the same time.
"Haven't my horns been modified? Why did they grow back? What's going on with these scary wings?"
He lowered his head and saw the portrait of the Great Horned Demon lying quietly on the ground. The scattered pieces seemed to merge into one, and the gaps between the pieces were almost invisible.
Suddenly, the eyes of the man in the painting seemed to move and he stared at Ringer with a trace of doubt in his eyes.
"Who are you, kid? This is what I left to my daughter. Why is it here with you?" The big-horned devil in the painting suddenly opened his mouth and asked.
"Are you the previous generation Demon King Reddy?"
"Looking at you, you are also a demon. How dare you call me by my name?" The demon king in the painting raised his thick eyebrows, "I am asking you now, answer me, kid."
Before Ringer could answer, Elvi's voice suddenly came from the side.
"Lord Reddy, is it really you?"
"Oh? Isn't this Elvie? If you don't hide your head, what are you doing in this man's room?" The devil in the painting rolled his eyes and looked at Elvie's head.
"This is the safest place I think." Elvy responded.
"Well, wait, this seems to be..."
The devil in the painting frowned, as if he was sensing something.
The two thick eyebrows quickly spread out.
"I see. Indeed, if you hide your head in another world, no one will be able to find you."
At this time, another voice came from the desk.
"Hey, Xiao Lei, long time no see, do you still recognize me?"
Reddy's portrait suddenly stood up and faced the desk. When he saw the girl in the black dress in the book, he showed an unexpected expression.
"Uh, old -" The word that originally popped out of his mouth should have been old thing, or old woman, but he stopped it in time. "Ahem, Miss Gorolit, why are you here? Aren't you sleeping in the library?"
"This shameless man turned me over. Please help me teach him a lesson."
Lin Ge felt a chill in his heart and became more vigilant. After all, according to what he learned, there is no doubt about the power of the previous Demon Lord Reddy, and he cannot be underestimated even in this world.
But the next words of the devil in the painting made him feel a little more relieved.
"I can't help you. What I left in this painting is just a fragment of my soul. The power in the painting was also transferred into this kid's body just now."
