Demon Lord, this is the first time that players have seen such a terrifying existence. The oppressive feeling of that giant claw is only slightly worse than that of the Eagle Lord.

In the end, the demi-human could not be rescued, and the players did not feel it was a pity.

After all, I saw that saving these demi-humans was basically in vain. Although this wave of hidden missions failed, I still got three magic cores and still made a lot of money!

Compared with the excitement of the players, the resurrected scheming frog is worried and has doubts on his face.

He stopped in front of the mayor's mansion, took a deep breath, softened the expression on his face, and tried his best to be calm and not reveal any flaws.

"Brother Ye Hao, are you there?"

The scheming frog listened attentively and heard faint footsteps coming from inside the door.

"What's the matter?"

Ye Hao opened the door, looking sleepy and slightly dissatisfied, as if he had been awakened by a scheming frog.

"Sorry to disturb your rest."

The scheming frog revealed a guilty expression and asked in a low voice:

"We killed a three-headed hell dog and exploded three magic crystals. I would like you to help us see how much it is worth and whether we can exchange it for some equipment."

"Three-headed hellhound?"

Ye Hao's heart skipped a beat.

I wonder if the player didn't send the demi-humans to the abyss portal honestly?

Or is there a conflict with the demon in the portal?

He was a little uneasy, but his face remained calm, and he even squeezed out a hint of appreciation and encouragement, and said with a smile:

"Okay! Can you all work together to kill the three-headed hell dog? Then it must be at least a medium-level demon or above..."

"In this case, its magic crystal is worth five hundred gold coins, and one can be exchanged for about five sets of sophisticated equipment. If it is a stronger upper-level demon level, one magic crystal is worth one thousand gold coins, and one can be exchanged for ten sets of sophisticated equipment with me.

"

Ye Hao's answer was impeccable, and there was no special expression on his face, but the scheming frog was still keenly aware of the unnatural look in Ye Hao's eyes for a moment.

He must be hiding something.

But the scheming frog did not show his doubts. He just nodded and said gratefully:

"I understand, then I will discuss it with other strangers. If I want to exchange it, I will come back to you."

After bidding farewell to Ye Hao, the scheming frog returned to his room. In such a quiet environment, it was more conducive to his thinking.

Morning Light Town is just a small and insignificant place in the Eagle Territory. Why did the devil build a portal here?

It wouldn't make sense if it was for the demi-humans in Dawn Town, because basically all the demi-humans in the Eagle Territory are in Winter City.

In addition, the previous group of demi-humans came from the royal capital...

The scheming frog is thoughtful.

That dense forest is like a trading place, and the two parties to the transaction are the devil and the mysterious man. After contacting Ye Hao's strange look, the entire Chenguang Town has already figured out who can be this mysterious man.

Of course, it is not ruled out that they are people from other places, but this is almost impossible.

After playing the game for so many days, the hidden missions were triggered either because of the players' self-righteousness, or because they came from Ye Hao, or were related to Ye Hao.

In addition, this mysterious person knows the player well, knows that the player lacks a cool mount, and knows how to use the eggs of predatory birds to seduce the player.

Therefore, the man in black robe can only be Ye Hao.

But why did Ye Hao do this? Why did he give the demi-humans to the devil?

This is something that the scheming frog cannot understand, and he has almost no clue in this regard.

"This game is getting more and more interesting..."

The scheming frog murmured to himself, and his faint whisper came from the room:

"Hypocritical decency, calm villain..."

"It's almost time to gather at Graycastle."

…

"Your Highness, he...it's almost time for them to come over."

In the luxurious hall of Graycastle, Bylerfulon sat on the exquisite Warcraft leather sofa with a goblet containing the girl's blood.

Beneath him, the pretty castle guard was serving him and reporting to him.

"I know." Bylerfren frowned, as if he was enduring something, took a deep breath and said:

"Come on, come on. The more people come, the better. The more people come, the more people die, and the smoother my plan will be."

Thinking of the instructions and arrangements made by his father, the lion-like majestic king, before his death, Bylerfulun's face became increasingly ugly.

"I didn't want to do this, you forced me to do it."

"How can I be no better than the third prince, that loser?"

"If it weren't for you, I wouldn't be like this now."

"Obviously I gave everything I had to this country!"

His expression was sinister with unwillingness and resentment, and he pressed the guard's head firmly with both hands. His handsome and pale face twitched slightly, and he murmured to himself in a low voice:

"Only blood slaves and undead are loyal."

He looked at the handsome guard working hard, his eyes full of morbid madness.

…

"His Majesty the Pope, are you looking for me?"

Anna covered her eyes with a black silk scarf, wore a simple moon-white gold-edged sacrificial robe, and came to the old pope with a calm expression.

Since the destruction of Midwinter Town, she has disappeared and gone into hiding.

She is a very important part of the future plan, and this is the protection given to her by the Holy See of Barda.

After all, if there wasn't a precious fixed-point teleportation scroll last time, she might have told her about it there.

"How's your awakening going?"

The old pope studied his chessboard without raising his head, but his voice rang in Anna's ears.

Although White's Pope chess piece on the chessboard is surrounded by Black's military chess, Black's King has rolled to the floor and lies alone at the Pope's feet.

Anna did not hesitate when she heard this. She lowered her eyebrows and spoke respectfully of her awakening:

"Now I have reached the threshold of the second stage. Although I have broken through the first stage through divine artifacts, if I want to break through the second stage, I can't do it without enlightenment."

"Perception is like a foundation. Without this foundation, no matter how many divine and miraculous objects there are, they will collapse before they can be piled high."

"I know," the Pope raised his head and his eyes fell on Anna.

It has to be said that even if he is so old, even if he has given his soul to the gods, he can still find the thrilling beauty in Anna.

That is the beauty that can only be possessed by a vessel of the gods.

He couldn't help but look admiringly at Anna up and down, thinking about the plan that was about to be completed, and thinking about the Lord's stalwart and powerful figure, and said in a trembling tone:

"When they come to the capital to fight with me, the meat grinder-like battlefield will be your opportunity to realize your feelings. By then you will become the most perfect vessel for my lord!"

Anna suddenly raised her head, facing the old pope with a fervent expression, more like looking through him, through the black silk scarf, at the high Flame Dragon Barda, and echoed excitedly:
Chapter completed!