"Thank you...thank you..."

Elder Enya has forgotten how many times it was he who heard this sentence today.

She was commissioned by Qiao Xiu to treat these residents of the demon world. In Elder Enya's impression, the demon world should be full of chaos and disorder, but in fact it was completely different from Elder Enya's imagination.

The atmosphere of this city is very similar to that of Arthur Crow. The entire city is gradually weakening, but the residents are working hard to make it better.

Except for the way Elder Enya spoke, the residents of the Demon World were uncomfortable, and the other civilians were very...friendly.

"Please let the next patient come in."

Elder Enya said, wearing a black surveillance man beside him.

She was still thinking about what the Blood Lord said, but this did not affect her work.

The next figure who walked into the treatment station was also a monitor. The monitor's face looked very pale, and it should be a Chaos Demon.

Elder Enya summoned the vine with the inscription and extended it towards the watcher.

"Hold it." said Elder Enya.

The monitor hesitated for a while, and then reached out and held the root summoned by Elder Enya.

The gray mist overflowed from his body and was gradually absorbed by the vines. Elder Enya purified the gray mist in the body of the person in front of him as usual, but the next second the monitor suddenly let go of his hand.

"Your treatment is not over yet."

"No...I feel much better."

The monitor covered the hand he held the vine and walked out of the entire treatment station.

The moment he stepped out of the treatment station, a pain came from his palm as if the needle pierced the slit of his nails.

‘Monet! I just let you test those elves, and didn’t let you touch those vines! Do you want to kill me?’

An extremely irritating female voice sounded in his mind, and he immediately apologized to the other party in a deep voice with his consciousness.

‘Sorry Sister Clary…’

‘The elves’ information has been collected. Let’s go back to the stronghold as soon as possible while you rest!’

The female voice in his mind gave him the next order. He looked around and found that no surveillance was watching him and then quickly ran towards the Demon Realm King City.

Located in the residential area near the walls of the Demon Realm King City, he returned to his nominal home and then lifted the carpet on the ground, with a moving floor under the carpet.

After he moved the floor away, a staircase leading to the ground was exposed in front of him.

'hurry up!'

The urging sound in his mind made him run quickly into the basement. After entering the basement, he took off the clothes of the monitor.

This is a burly and strong middle-aged man with a goatee with a character under his nose, and there are signs of stitching from his chest to his abdomen.

‘Damn it! Monet, didn’t I ask you to put on your underwear on this body? And remember to shave his beard.’

‘Sister, I think this beard looks pretty...’

‘Scratched!’

In his mind, the female voice spoke loudly in an imperative tone, and the middle-aged man trembled.

"clear."

After agreeing in a heavy voice, he suddenly covered his abdomen in pain.

A large amount of gray mist appeared on the middle-aged man's body, gradually forming the phantoms of the two spirit bodies.

"Monet, I'm going to contact Bishop Gainco soon, don't do anything extra!"

One of the spirits with a female figure pointed to the spirit of another male named Monet and said loudly.

"Sister Clary, Lord Peste has something to do in the newsletter to contact me."

"Peste... Sir Monet? Have you forgotten why we became like this?"

The spirit named Claire heard her younger brother calling a blood clan "Old Master". She wanted to grab the other person's clothes angrily, but her translucent hand passed through his chest.

No matter how many times... Clary can't get used to the fact that she has long been dead.

"Monet, we use this body to come to the demon world to avenge our revenge! It's not for you to make friends with those damn demons!"

After warning her useless brother, Claire drifted directly to an altar made of stones in the middle of the basement.

In the center of the altar was placed the skull of an unknown creature. Claire chanted an ancient spell. Gray flames spilled out of the skull's eye sockets, and blood slowly flowed down from the altar.

"How far has the divine punishment spread?"

An old and hoarse voice came from the skull.

"The land that the demons can cultivate has been completely corroded. If the traitors had not provided food for these demons, these demons would have been swallowed by God."

Clary respectfully half kneeled in front of the skull.

"Bike Gainko, what should we do if those elves who defiled the power of God's punishment? Should we deal with it secretly?"

"No need, the magic of the high elves cannot completely purify the gray fog. Doing so will reveal your whereabouts. Remember... you have only one purpose for dormant here."

"As for the order," said Claire.

"Clary, do you and your brother feel uncomfortable?" The skull was silent for a while and asked about their condition again. "The power given by the gods can only implant your souls into the body of that demon. You who used to be the Holy Sect must be very humiliating."

"Being killed by a demon is the most humiliating thing in my life. Bishop Gainko... If our sacrifice completely purifies the demon world."

The skull stopped talking, and at this time Clary heard a voice. When she turned around, she saw that the burly Chaos Demon had already started to act again.

The interface of the magic net appeared in front of the chaotic demon, and in his other hand was a mouse with a crystal stone.

During the time he was chatting with Bishop Gainco, he had successfully logged into a game called "The Holy Spirit".

He was lying on the ground to complete this series of movements because the Chaos Demon's legs had no intuition.

"Monet!"

When Claire saw this scene, she was angry and wanted to walk over and beat this waste brother who only knows how to play Magic Net games.

"Peste...she said she was coming to us."

Monet took advantage of the moment when Claire rushed over and read a message from the list of friends in the "Holy Spirit".

"That blood clan is looking for us...what did you do have exposed?"

"Calm down, Clary..."

Bishop Gainko's voice calmed her down instantly. She closed her eyes and gradually disappeared into the basement.

The next moment, the Chaos Demon who had fallen to the ground supported himself with his hands and stood up.

“Someone is approaching our stronghold, not…more than one person.”
Chapter completed!