Olius' right arm began to rot at a speed visible to the naked eye, and the black-dyed scales burst with "crackling" sounds, and then fell one after another.

The muscles and bones under the scales also began to rot gradually and continued to spread to the body.

In the blink of an eye, the entire right arm had completely rotted, and blood was not even seen from the broken arm.

And this trend has spread to the body and is constantly corroding his body. The silver-gray scales on his body are gradually becoming more black.

As his right chest began to rot, Olius's body was unbalanced and fell to the ground.

Dikao didn't know if he had any other means, so he didn't come forward rashly, but stretched out his palm in place.

The black magic circle slowly unfolded in the palm of his hand, and the speed of Olius's body being corroded was instantly slowing down a lot.

Seeing his actions, Olius gritted his teeth and raised his head: "If you have something to ask me?"

"You're smart." Dikao nodded, "Where are you from? Or, what's your original world?"

"Pirlo." Olius thought for a while, and finally answered his question, "A landlord's family."

"I didn't expect you to be from a good background."

"I am the cook's son," Olius replied, "In my world, although there are legends about other races, no one has ever seen them."

"Then why do you treat humans like this after traveling to this world?" Dikao was a little puzzled.

"I don't like humans," Olius replied, "they will only bully the weak!"

"So you want to rule them as a demon?"

"Yes, I want humans to try the feeling of being bullied, too." Olius changed his position, lay flat on the ground, looked at the sky, and murmured to himself, "I want them to taste it too, be held by the side, watching his mother suffer all the humiliation..."

Hearing this sentence, Dikao was silent for a few seconds, then raised his head: "I can understand you, but I can't agree! After all, your direct enemy is not in this world! You are just bullying the weak!"

"Yes, I'm no different from them..."

Although Dikao could slow down, the corrosion in his body did not stop and was gradually expanding.

His voice began to become faint, and he looked at the sky as if he was trapped in memories: "I don't need to make a difference... Maybe the gods made me a demon so that I could avenge me, let me eat people, and let me bully the weak..."

"I don't think He is so bored..." Dikao shook his head to himself, "You're going to die soon, what are you going to do to your men?"

"Hahaha..." Olius grinned, "I'll give it to you, I think you won't bully them..."

"Go!" Dikao nodded, "If there is a next life, I hope you can be born in a wealthy family and have no worries for the rest of your life."

As the words fell, the magic circle was shattered.

Olius's body was corroded suddenly, and most of his body had been eroded in a blink of an eye.

He was still lying flat on the ground and looking at the sky, as if he couldn't feel the pain.

However, his eyes gradually lost their spirit and became dim.

After a while, his body had completely decayed, and the falling scales piled up on the ground.

Dikao sighed, threw a ball of fire on him, and then dug a hole next to him.

Perhaps it was due to human mercy that Dikao decided to bury him.

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On the other side, inside the main castle.

A dozen succubus suddenly became stunned, and then turned his head to look in the same direction at the same time.

Not only them, but all the demons in the main castle, whether they are necromancers or evil spirit knights, turned their heads and looked in the same direction at this moment.

After a long time, one of the succubus blinked and turned his head and said, "My king... has failed?"

"Yes." The succubus next to him nodded, "It seems that he felt it... I just didn't expect that my king didn't kill us."

"It should be the reason for that devil?" The succubus, who was responsible for handing the drinks to Dikao at noon, thought about it, "It seems that he is very good to his subordinates."

"What should we do now?"

"Yes, my king is dead. Those necromancers and evil spirit knights are probably going to get messed up?"

"Whatever, I'm going to wait here."

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When Dikao returned to the town gate, Rabbell was already waiting at the door with Betty.

Lilith stood beside her with the old book in her arms.

Seeing Dikao come back, Rabel knelt on one knee: "Welcome to my king back!"

Dikao smiled and pulled her up, looking around and said, "What's the situation? I thought it would be messy here."

"The main castle is already a little messy, and many necromancers and evil spirit knights have left," Rabel replied.

"Let's go and have a look." Dikao touched her head.

"How is Olius?" asked the old book.

"Dead." Dikao's expression was a little regretful, "He is also a poor soul."

"It's just fate." The old book also seemed to understand Dikao's meaning.

Walking into the city, the streets were still as usual, and many demons were staring at Betty and drooling.

But Rabbeer himself is a second-level person and is not easy to mess with.

Not to mention that Dikao does not mean low-key now. The fifth-level aura is entangled around his body, and no one dares to come over to cause trouble.

When I arrived at the main castle, I saw seven or eight succubus, some necromancers and evil spirit knights standing at the door.

It seems that they already know the result and are waiting for themselves to come.

"You already know, Olius is dead." Dikao took a step forward and looked at them and shook his head. "Although he said he would send you all to me before he died, I am not a person who likes to interfere with free will, so it depends on you."

One of the succubus stood up: "Since that's the case..."

"Listen to me," Dikao waved his hand, "If you are willing to follow me, you can continue to follow me. If you don't want to, you can leave now. I will soon reform here. I don't like cannibalism, and generally don't advocate that my subordinates go out to hunt humans or other races. You may not like my rules, so I will give you a chance to choose freely."

After saying that, Dikao waved his hand and walked into the castle with Rabbeer and the others.

The demons outside were struggling to continue to follow Dikao, after all, he was very clear about everything.

Such a demon king is unheard of.

After all, when did the devil king care about his subordinates’ will?

Generally speaking, if you are willing to follow me, you will be obedient and if you don’t want to, you will be killed. You won’t say so much nonsense.

While struggling, Dikao, who had entered the main castle, suddenly retreated.

"That...who knows where Troya is locked up?" Dikao looked curious, afraid that they would not know, and reminded him, "It is the former master here, Grand Duke Qianfeng."

A succubus took a step forward: "I'll take you there."

Dikao waved his hand: "Let's go!"

Following the succubus into the castle, Dikao looked at her back and thought, this succubus was not as good as his own.

It cannot be said that, after all, the demons do not understand any aesthetics, so their clothes are basically stolen from human society.

So sometimes the size and style are a bit inconsistent.

Just by looking, succubus is not bad, but in terms of temperament, it is far worse than that of yours.

After reaching the door of a bedroom on the third floor, the succubus stopped and turned around and said, "He is locked up here."

"How does he live normally?" Dikao asked.

"In order to keep him alive as long as possible, we take turns to accompany him," explained the succubus, "let him release his extra magic and try not to die too quickly."

"Okay, I really didn't expect you to have the function of inflatable dolls." Dikao nodded, pushed open the door and walked in.

After entering the door, I saw a middle-aged man shrank on the bed.

No, it should not be said to be middle-aged, it should be said to be elderly.

Although his hair has not turned white yet, his face and exposed skin are covered with wrinkles and spots.

His eyes were muddy and he didn't seem to have any special reaction to someone coming in.

It seemed that the person lying on the luxurious silk bed was not like a living person. His head looked out the window, and seemed to be recalling something.

It can be seen that he should have had a tall and tall figure, and his aura was still a little residual.

But now, it has become a living zombie full of vicissitudes and a twilight years.

Dikao waved his hand, and Rabell and the others outside followed him in.

Lilith handed the old book she was holding to Dikao, and after smelling the smell in the room, she went out with a bored look on her face.

Only Rabbell and Betty were left standing next to each other.

"Old Shu, is he the Grand Duke of the Wind?"

"Yes." Lao Shu replied, "I just didn't expect it to have become like this."

However, Dikao shook his head gently: "It's better to say that it's a miracle to maintain this look."

"I want to... say something to him and say apart." Lao Shu's tone was also a little gentle.

"He is in this state, if I want him to speak, I will inject him with magic again," Dikao explained, "but it will accelerate his death."

"I would rather let him end this pain as soon as possible." The old book said, "you should also feel the magic is causing damage to his body."

"I can see." Dikao nodded.

In his eyes, the strong windy prince was constantly emitting magic power.

But unlike the life with magic power in the body, the magic power in the body is forcibly breaking through the body and drilling out.

It’s just that because the size is too small and about the same size as bacteria, there are no wounds on the surface.

"That's going to be troublesome."

Hearing the old book's words, Dikao nodded, reached out and placed his hand on Troya's head, and the magic slowly entered his body from the top of his head.
Chapter completed!