The Descendants of Wudang In Another World

Seeing Siguma's weird expression as if he had fallen into a cesspool, Busenda smiled with satisfaction. As he walked, he motioned the little soldier to follow, and explained: "To be precise, Fire Spider is not considered a divine residence for the time being, he is only'reborn' now, and has not yet condensed a divine character, but it is only a matter of time, unless he'dies' again."

"Then the fire spider is the rebirth of what god's residence?" Sigumar asked. He heard that Fire Spider had been ‘dead’ once. As he thought, God is a symbol of omnipotence, and a God who can "die". Even if he is reborn now, he was definitely not as good as that before. At best, God treats gods, **** servants and other inferior gods. .

Busenda replied: "The God of Chaos."

"I haven't heard of it." Siguma looked like an inferior palace.

"Human memory really doesn't work." Busenda sighed: "You have obviously experienced that war. Although civilization has not yet fully formed, I remember that I already have words."

The temperature of the demon world was frighteningly hot. Although there was a heat-resistant magic enchantment, Siguma still sweated all over his body. He took off his helmet and wiped off a handful of wet sweat from his face: "Is the Chaos God famous, why haven't I heard of it?"

"The strongest god, you said there is a famous one." Busen smiled: "It's just that you humans don't remember it."

"Since he is the strongest Lord God, how could he die?"

Busenda sighed: "Oh, let's talk to you about this later. Now we have to hurry up, otherwise we will be out of time. Once the city gate is closed, we will sleep in the wild."

The two accelerated. I have to say that Siguma's nerves are very tough to some extent. What he is thinking about now is not where Busenda is going to go, what he will do, or whether he will kill him; instead, he has been thinking about why Chaos God is the strongest Lord God, and actually ‘dead’.

Three hours later, they reached the entrance of the royal city. Siguma was immediately stunned by this huge and amazingly hot city. The towering city walls, as well as the crowds of ‘devil’s coming and going, all show the prosperity and majesty of this place.

On the huge lava river, there is a black rock bridge with a width of six meters and a length of more than thirty meters. All kinds of demons come and go on it. They saw Busenda and Siguma, and they just glanced casually. He looked away as usual and continued his journey.

Walking on the bridge, Siguma looked at the demons around him who were so powerful that he could squeeze him to death with just one finger, but he didn't have any look of fear. Instead, he looked curiously. Anyway, he has no hope of his own future. Dead pigs are not afraid of boiling water. The only thing he is curious about now is what exactly is this undead mage expending so much effort to bring himself to the demon world.

Just as he could look energetically, the door suddenly quieted down. The demons who came in and out got to both sides of the road. A sorrowful voice came from the city. Just when he was stunned, Busenda pulled his sleeve, dragged Siguma and the other demons to stand on the roadside and waited quietly.

After a short while, a man and a woman, two black-haired, black-eyed "human beings" walked out, and the woman seemed to be holding a one-year-old child in her arms.

Although Siguma, the royal family of the Demon Realm, was young and had not experienced a war between humans and demons, at least he had heard rumors about the Demon Realm.

He thought that the demon nearby made way for them because of the identity of the opponent, but after a while, he found that the situation was a little weird. The man and the woman walked to the edge of the bridge. The woman cried for a long time, and released the baby in her arms out of the bridge, but within a second, she hugged the baby vigorously in her arms again, and buried her head in crying loudly. Until I can't sit on the ground.

And the man next to her looked up at the sky without any expression, but anyone who knew a little about the accident would know that this man just didn't want to let the tears fall.

"The illegitimate son of the nobleman, do you want to get rid of it?" As if thinking of the nasty things about the nobility in the bard population, Siguma snorted softly.

He used the lingua franca of the mainland, but fortunately not many demons could understand it. Busenda on the side patted Siguma's shoulder lightly, and shook his head at the opponent with a stern expression.

Busenda has taken care of Siguma along the way, and is kind and charming. Except for controlling his body to assassinate the fire spider, this thing is a bit untrue. Therefore, Sigumar felt that the Necromancer was terrifying at all, but felt a bit like a good old man. Seeing his stern expression at this time, he knew that he had said something wrong.

After a while, the woman cried so that her voice became hoarse, and her voice gradually became quieter. The man on the side cast a sleepy spell on the woman, and then took the child from her arms.

The man gently stroked the child's face, and after a while, his hands trembled out of the bridge.

Unconsciously, the child and his white blanket fell lightly towards the lava river, turning into a cluster of small sparks on the endless red river.

The man picked up the woman on the ground and strode towards the city. When passing by Siguma, he saw the black-haired man's lips bitten tightly, but he could still see his lips trembling, and most importantly, there were two tear marks on the man's face.

It wasn't until the man held the woman into the city for a long time that the people on the road flowed again, but the voice seemed to be suppressed a lot.

Siguma asked in a low voice, "What's going on, so small children, they are so cruel?"

"My child, who has the heart to do this?" Busenda sighed heavily: "But there is no way, that child is not saved. Melaemia, also known as the punishment of the gods, is the greatest source of pain for our royal family. , Forget it, let's go to the city, and I will explain this to you in detail later."

When passing by the city gate, one of the two-winged demon guards saw Busenda, he said: "This kind of fluctuating feeling, yes, it is Busenda, you actually came back, I think Her Royal Highness must see you. He would be very happy~www.readwn.com~ He looked at Siguma and said with a smile: "This is your new student? It seems that it is not suitable for practicing undead magic. "

"This is not my student..." Busenda chatted with the guard for a while before entering the city.

Along the way, many demons took the initiative to greet Busenda, and the latter responded happily and talked to them.

Siguma was surprised. The Necromancer has always been a role played by everyone on the mainland, but he did not expect to be so popular in the Demon Realm, which is really incredible. After being surprised, Siguma noticed the buildings in the Demon World.

The architectural style of the Royal City is a rough and exquisite blending body. From a distance, it seems to be a very simple building, but only when you get closer will you see that the engraving on it is not obvious, but it is like a work of art. Frescoes and carvings.

As he walked, Busenda stopped suddenly, Siguma looked forward, and a large mansion appeared in his sight. There was a stone sign hanging above the doorway, which was the text of the Demon World, he didn't recognize it. But at the door stood four powerful four-winged horned demons as guards. Based on this alone, he knew that the building in front of him was absolutely extraordinary, at least the people living in it were extraordinary.

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