26. The Demon King and the Rescue Team (Part 2)

"So weak."

"Get out of here, you loser!"

"Go to hell!"

The two of them were as ruthless as scalding a cockroach lying at the sewer mouth with boiling water. However, faced with such harsh words, the werewolf did not make the slightest rebuttal. He just said lightly:

"Do you really think so?"

The bright red oil-paper umbrella blocked the moonlight, and traces of white mist flowed from the corner of his smiling mouth and then went with the wind. He raised his head and looked at the flying fireflies in the sky, with a strong sense of evil in his eyes.

"Demon King City is the last line of defense in the Demon King Continent, and it also gathers the strongest warriors. Here, even if the order difference is only one, it is the gap between heaven and earth, and between me and Li Mo... .”

Poof——

The werewolf's head made a crisp sound, and half of his face sank into the soil, stuck in the ground like an onion.

"It doesn't seem to make any difference."

The Demon King lamented, put away the smoking bat, and murmured.

"Are you a devil?"

The werewolf summoned up all his strength to pull his face out of the soil, his eyes like a baby having a nightmare.

"No, it's the Demon King."

"I, I...I can't resist!"

When the werewolf youth was beating his chest and feet, the witch gently put her arm around his shoulders and smiled at him:

"It's okay. Even if I'm weak, it doesn't matter. I'm born with talents that will be useful."

"Sister-in-law..."

The werewolf looked at the witch gratefully, but the next moment the witch turned around and covered her face and cried:

"But I've never seen anyone with such little use. It's so pitiful."

"You guys should stop it in moderation! It's the end of the world..."

The werewolf's words stopped abruptly, his ears trembled slightly, and he turned to protect the two of them behind him, his golden eyes shining in the darkness.

Within a few seconds, a faint blue fox fire ignited out of thin air where the werewolf was staring. The fox fire burned as if it was alive, and it seemed that even the space was ignited and began to twist and become chaotic.

Two girls in kimonos slowly walked out of the distorted space.

These are a pair of twin girls. There is no difference in appearance between the two. Their clothes and jewelry are exactly the same. The only difference is that one of them has a thin braid on the temples.

"The master said that you are a little late," a girl said.

"So let us come and greet you," echoed another.

The two neatly saluted the three demon kings. Although they did not mention it, the master they were talking about was very clear because of the fox ears on their heads and the furry tails behind them.

"What kind of trick is the Lord of the Wind Territory playing? She comes to capture people and then asks people to lead the way to rescue them. What is she thinking?" the witch asked the werewolf in a low voice.

"I don't know either. She is a smart and willful person. It is difficult for us mortals to guess her thoughts." The werewolf replied.

"Isn't this a trap?"

"This is not a trap," said the girl with braided hair.

"The master and Lord Li Mo are behind us." Another girl said.

They made some way, showing everyone the twisted space behind them.

"Is this alchemy?" the witch asked.

Although the "door" behind the two girls resembled magic, the witch clearly felt something was different, which reminded her of the alchemy she had read in books.

"Yes, this is a unique magic of the demon fox clan." The werewolf replied.

"Is A Li really opposite here?"

The Demon King, who had been silent for a long time, suddenly asked.

"Yes."

"As you said."

The two of them responded in unison.

"So what do you mean?!"

The Demon King showed a displeased look, and she walked toward the door behind the girls aggressively, but she was blocked by the two girls as soon as she took two steps forward.

"According to the master's words."

"Give you a trial."

The fox fire was lit behind the girls. There was no doubt that this was a declaration of war.