The gray sky was floating in the gray sky that was invisible to the naked eye.

The endless dark brown land is bare and there are almost no plants to see.

Black smoke continues to emerge on a volcano several hundred meters high, and the dark red magma slowly flows down the mountain wall, forming a magma river that slowly flows to the distance.

There is a castle about the size of two football fields less than a hundred meters away from the Magma River.

The bricks on the exterior walls of the castle are all black, and there are countless tiny pits on it.

The highest place has five floors, and the rest is composed of buildings of different heights and shapes.

It looks very much like the prince's residence in a fairy tale.

If the skull that was completely surrounded by the gate was ruled out...

However, the style of the inside of the castle is very different from that of the outside, with various luminous crystals and gems illuminating most corners of the castle interior.

Whether it is the stairs, corridors, or all rooms, they are basically cleaned spotlessly.

"Bit..."

Cheerful footsteps resounded in the castle, and a pretty figure entered the hall from the door, walked to the stairs and stepped on the big red carpet up the stairs.

The black high heels are covered with white stockings tightly with slender legs.

Less than ten centimeters of smooth thighs were exposed between stockings and black skirt.

The black short skirt and white apron make her charm even more highlighted.

Below the maid's cap is long burgundy hair draped behind her, swinging back and forth with the rhythm of walking.

Walking to a wooden door on the third floor, Alisa pushed open the door and walked in.

This is a slightly empty room, with a bed besides a set of wooden tables and chairs.

At this moment, a man was sleeping soundly on the bed with his eyes closed. Perhaps he heard someone coming in, and while changing his position, he also reached out to scratch his itchy buttocks.

He looks about twenty-five or twenty-six years old, with a very three-dimensional facial feature on his angular face. His long blood-red hair covers half of his face, and heaves and falls slightly with his breathing.

Alisa walked to the bed and reached out to press her hand on his shoulder and swayed.

"My King! Get up!"

"Yeah! Yeah! I'm up..."

Dikao opened his eyes and sat up, raised his hand to wipe the saliva that was about to flow out, and rubbed his eyes, "What's wrong today? Hiccup..."

"The brave man is almost here, and I'm expected to arrive in the Kaylan Mountains in the afternoon!" Alisa replied with a smile.

"Oh, yes, today we are going to fight with the brave..." Dikao sniffed, "Which brave is here?"

"Selina AiPasca!" Alisa replied with her hands crossed her abdomen, standing straight and smiling.

Alyssa's beautiful facial features and weird red pupils combined with the big red lips did not make Dikao lose his mind.

"Finally come!" Dikao jumped out of bed, "Okay, you go and prepare too."

"yes!"

...

Dikao, who jumped out of bed, did not put on his clothes directly, but opened the window and jumped down.

After landing, he ran to the magma river in three steps, and then he plunged into the magma.

About ten seconds later, Dikao poked his head out of the magma and let out a breath of turbid air.

"Oh~~~~"

Then, while lifting the hot magma with his hands, he thought about what happened today.

"Guru..."

The bubbles of magma interrupted Dikao's thoughts. He looked up at the crater where the magma was constantly overflowing, and couldn't help but talk to himself, "Thirteen years..."

Dikao is a time traveler, and this is the thirteenth year of travelling here.

Originally, he was a senior student in the Music Department of the Academy of Arts. One day he went to bungee jump with his buddy but the safety rope broke. When he opened his eyes, he had already come to this world.

When he first traveled through time, Dikao was quite excited. He was a demon king. He was surrounded by beautiful and seductive succubus servants, as well as powerful ghost knights, not to mention necromancers, ghouls, and endless skeleton soldiers...

The only troublesome thing is my name, the full name is: Dikao Evan Eles Joan Batterlude Aishia...

In short, at the normal speaking speed, it will take at least two minutes to finish your full name.

Just as I was thinking about getting to life... No, when the demon was at its peak, I realized that this demon king was different from what I imagined.

This world is a bit terrifying, and there are various creatures, which can be divided into eight major categories in general.

I am a demon clan, and in addition to it, there are also Wing clans, Human clans, Dragon clans, Beast clans, Elf clans, Natural clans and Mixed Birth clans.

The demons include succubus, necromancer, evil spirit knight, zombie ghoul, etc.

The elves are also divided into natural elves, dark elves, sky elves, etc.

The human race also includes dwarves, barbarians, etc.

In short, the intelligent life in this world is blooming with a wide variety of flowers.

Moreover, life also has classes, from first to ninth level, each level contains different levels of power.

The most important thing is that there are really gods in this world. Although they are generally not visible, they do exist.

And I am just a first-level little devil. Although I have thought about improving my life level, I have no idea how to do it.

In addition, the human empires next to them sent brave men to find fault every now and then, and they didn't have time to find information.

So I have been salting fish for more than ten years until now.

I slept until I woke up naturally every day, and I exercised with the succubus maids when I had time, or sang, danced, and fought with the brave men every now and then... Such days were quite fulfilling until five years ago...

"My King!" Alisa appeared beside the magma river with a set of clothes and cloak in her arms, "It's almost time to set off!"

"Well..." Dikao nodded, came out of the magma and put on this black windbreaker full of medieval style. After Alisa put a big red cloak on him, she returned to the entrance of the castle.

At the gate of the castle, more than fifty necromancers stood together, wearing wide robes and hoods, holding staff in their hands and discussing what they are now.

Necromancers are also humans, but they are just black magic to practice. In order to pursue powerful power, most of them will choose to do things under the command of the devil.

First, if you have this environment, you can collect materials and communicate with your fellow friends, and second, the Demon King will occasionally give them some advice.

The three hundred evil spirit knights next to them were neatly arranged, without any sound.

Everyone was wearing bright silver armor and a helmet with red tassels, with a expressionless face.

This is usually caused by the resentment and unwillingness arising from human knights after their death, and then they make a deal with the demon king, and the demon king avenges it.

The price is to dedicate your soul and loyalty to the Demon King, become an immortal ghost knight, and fight for the Demon King forever.

As for the maids next to them, they are basically succubus, and their main abilities are also mainly illusions and seducing people.

There are many types of demons, but there are only a few of them here in Dikao.

"My King!" A resentful voice sounded next to Dikao, who was about to mobilize before the war, "Why have you ignored me for more than ten years..."

"No!" Dikao looked at the female knight leading by, "Don't think too much!"

The knight is named Carita. She has an impressive figure and beautiful facial features. Her golden shoulder-length short hair and a height of 1.7 meters make her full of heroism.

Of course no one would refuse a girl of this level. Dikao, who had just traveled for a few days, was no exception.

But while she was exercising, her head suddenly fell off, which scared Dikao so much that the Xuanwu Divine Beast could not raise her head for a whole week. Until now, she still has a little psychological shadow.

Later I remembered that the Ghost Knight usually stayed in his state when he died, and Carita was unfortunately beheaded when she died.

"You have ignored me for more than ten years..." Carita looked at Dikao with resentment.

"Ahem..." Dikao forced a smile, "It will definitely be..."

The war horse under the groin of the Ghost Knight is like a zombie, basically with little weight on his body, with white bones exposed in many places.

Carita's horse is even more powerful, basically only bones are left, and you can clearly see the green flames flashing in your eyes.

"Ahem!" Dikao stood in front of the Knights and Necromancers with a serious expression on his face, "There are brave men who are fighting again today. You are all experienced. I won't say any extra nonsense. Be careful when you fight later and try to protect yourself!"

"Yes!" All the knights and necromancers agreed.

Almost everyone is moved every time they are war-torn and feels that they are following the right person.

The most different thing about Dikao from other demon kings is that his pre-war mobilizations always warn them to protect their own safety, rather than rushing forward without any chance of life.

Alisa led a spiral-shaped war horse covered with black scales, her thick limbs and thick legs, and a spiral-shaped one-horned war horse nearly half a meter long on her head.

This is a dark wildebeest, which is usually used as a demon-level mount.

Dikao took the reins, reached out and touched the smooth and thick mane on the back of its neck, and grinned.

"Let's go Tony, I'm going to fight again today!"

"Sneeze!" Tony sniffed, a green flame spurted out of his nostrils, and he shook his tail happily.

Dikao took off his shoes and turned over the horse. It’s not that he likes to be barefoot, there’s a reason not to wear shoes...

"It's too long... It's time to solve it this time..." Dikao looked at the sky, as if talking to himself, then raised his voice, raised his hand and waved it, "Get off!"

Dikao took the lead in walking towards the Kaylan Mountains, and Alisa and Kalita also got on the horse and followed closely on the left and right sides.

The remaining Ghost Rider protected the Necromancer in the middle and followed Dikao.

The wind mixed with heat waves blows Dikao's cloak and hair, swaying gently.
Chapter completed!