Looking at the bald head in front of him, Dikao felt that he was only a second-level life at most, and he might even be at the peak of the first level, less than the second level.

And a human, who knew that he was a demon, planned to rob him... This made Dikao a little unresponsive.

Do people here think that the demons are easy to bully? Or is it just a fool?

Dikao pointed to his nose: "Are you talking to me?"

"Stop talking nonsense!" The bald man on the opposite side took another step forward, revealing more parts of himself on the side of the ship. "Hurry up and hand over the valuable things on his body and the two women around him! Otherwise, he will kill you!"

He was wearing leather armor, and there was a metal shoulder pad on his left shoulder. His clothes were made of silk and a long sword behind him.

Judging from this outfit, it is no different from an ordinary adventurer.

"presumptuous!"

Label looked cold, "A mere inferior creature dares to talk to my king like this!"

"Oh, you little succubus is quite tempered..." The bald man opposite showed a slight smile, "I just like this!"

Looking at the arrogant look in front of him, Dikao raised his eyebrows. Although he could not sense how many people were on the boat, he did not feel the pressure.

And the person in front of him has this attitude. If he doesn't have a brain problem, he should have some strong background or confidence.

"Lilith, let's go up and take a look. If there is any problem, follow my command and take us away immediately. How about it?" Dikao said.

"No problem, um!"

With Lilith's nod, Dikao tilted his head slightly to Rabel.

Rabbeer understood what Dikao meant, spread his wings behind him and flew directly to the deck.

The bald man opposite was obviously not stupid either. He saw her murderous look and knew there was something wrong. The moment she flew up, she reached out to her back to draw the knife.

Label was not slow, and in the blink of an eye, he had reached the same height as the bald man. He slightly tapped his black leather shoes on the guardrail and fell on the deck the next moment.

The long sword behind the bald head was raised high by him and slashed towards Rabel's shoulder!

The moment the sound of slashing through the air sounded, Rabel lowered his body, placed his right hand on the hilt of the knife, and then thrust violently!

"clang--"

The moment the two weapons collided, fire flew everywhere, and at the same time, only half of the long sword in the bald head's hand was left!

"What?"

The bald eyes were filled with unconcealed surprise.

In this world, the weapons created by dwarves are much more powerful than those created by humans, so it is not uncommon for Rabbeer to cut off his long sword with one sword.

And after cutting off the sword, he did not stop. The tip of the knife gently slid across his face, leaving a striking blood mark on his right cheek.

After the knife, Rabeer slid down and retreated a few meters. After turning around, the blade was sheathed.

Dikao and Lilith also landed beside her, looking at the scene in front of her.

The scene in front of him was a bit beyond Dikao's expectations.

There are men and women on the deck, most of whom are fierce, dressed up as a typical adventurer.

The nature of the job of an adventurer is no different from that of a mercenary, so it is normal for such a person to occasionally make a guest appearance as a pirate.

But what surprised Dikao was that there were three magicians standing among the group.

He wore a white robe on his body, and a staff of different colors of gems inlaid in his hand, looking at him with a cold face. He clearly only had the first level, but he did not look afraid at all when facing his third-level life.

As for Lilith behind her, she is now in a human form and has not actively released her murderous aura. She looks like a harmless little loli, as long as she doesn't look at her eyes.

"You..." The bald man stretched out his hand and wiped it on his face. When he saw the bright red blood, he opened his mouth and let out a grin, "Very good! I will definitely torture you!"

Labelle, who was stared at by him, still had no expression on his face and did not even answer his intention.

The next moment, the bald head suddenly became stunned, his eyes widened, and his body stiffened.

Two seconds later, with a "bang", he threw his straight face on the deck.

"You're poisoning?" Dikao turned his head.

"Yes." Rabel nodded expressionlessly.

"Damn the demons! How dare you kill me?" A man with a triangle hat pushed away the left and right crowds and walked towards Dikao, cursing while walking, "These demons are getting more and more unruly now! Let's leave your wings for me today..."

Dikao frowned as he watched him cursing and walked towards him.

What's going on in this place?

A first-level human dares to talk to his third-level life like this? Not to mention that he is still a demon, he should be a natural enemy of human beings.

Seeing that he was covered in dirty leather jackets, the surface began to be oily.

I don't know how long it has been since my hair and beard have been cleaned up. I walked towards this side with curses. Rabel took a step forward and stood in front of Dikao.

"Stop!" Label looked cold.

However, the other party continued to walk towards what he didn't hear, and at the same time took out a scimitar from his waist and held it in his hand: "Little Succubus, don't worry, I have so many people here, I'll let them take you..."

"Bang!"

With a muffled sound, before he could finish his words, Dikao had already flashed over Rabel to him and punched him in the face.

First-level vs. third-level, let alone the demons who are good at hand-to-hand combat?

The man was directly hit by Dikao and flew backwards against the deck.

The crowd behind subconsciously moved aside, and the man smashed a hole in the wooden board behind and went straight into the cabin.

More than thirty people on the deck looked at Dikao with complicated expressions, as if surprised that he dared to do such a move.

"If you want to communicate, let's communicate well." Dikao put his arm on Rabel's shoulder, "But if you insult my little cute casually, I don't mind teaching you what politeness means!"

"Cough!" A sound of clearing his throat sounded from the crowd opposite, and then the crowd parted, and a magician wearing a white robe walked out slowly with a stick.

"Demons, what's your name?" The magician's face was hidden in his hood, but judging from his voice, he should be no less than fifty years old.

Dikao was about to sign up, but then he thought that he didn't know much about these people, and he didn't know if there were any strong people behind them, so he didn't report his real name, "My name is Di...Dala."

"Didala? I haven't heard of it..." The other party shook his head, then asked in a serious tone: "Are you not afraid of the church's punishment when you do such a thing today?"
Chapter completed!