Chapter 136 The youngest son of the Dragon family was forgotten by everyone
In the arena of the Magic City, the guests left with satisfaction.
Outside the arena, the Dragon family has begun to clean up the mess. Even the bankers who opened the game have liquidated their gambling funds and are preparing to open the next banker for the next new event.
Except for the ghost bird that is hovering under the dome of the B5 floor of the maze and still has a little "power" left, everyone seems to have forgotten that there is still a winner yet to be decided on the field.
But it doesn’t make any difference whether you forget it or not.
After all, in the face of that overwhelming victory, even if Xino Dragon swept away the previous decline, it could not change the fact that he had brought shame on the Dragon family.
As for the audience...
I really have no interest in seeing a group of old men suffering from constipation. Even the devils who don’t need to sleep went home to sleep.
"What the hell, the devil!"
Beside the fibrous mushroom forest, Xino, who was holding up his pants, had humiliation written all over his face, and curses were constantly on his lips.
It’s finally out.
When he first came out of the latrine, he felt that his whole body was hollowed out and his legs were shaking.
Him is not the only one who encounters a similar situation.
Many demons in the team suffered from indigestion due to eating too many sweet potatoes, ranging from farting and burping to unbearable abdominal bloating.
Of course, it is not ruled out that some people are just faking it.
Fighting on the front line is another matter. It is for the glory of His Majesty the Demon God, for the expansion of Hell's territory, for revenge against Saint Sith and the Empire... In short, if you look for it, you can find a bunch of reasons.
This kind of duel between the nobles of the Demon City is nothing more than to mediate the disputes between the nobles. Even if these professional soldiers can pick up swords and fight, it is difficult for any of them to be energetic, and the morale of most of them is only half of that in normal combat.
Why are you working so hard?
It would have been fine if the wind was favorable, but the battle situation turned into a tense one. Looking at themselves and their comrades covered in wounds, it was difficult for the "Hell Flame" warriors not to think about why they were standing here.
Especially the way the ogres on the opposite side were risking their lives made them feel that it was not worth it. This group of cannon fodder was so energetic that they might as well go to the front line and die.
Of course, apart from those who doubt life, there are also people who interpret it from different perspectives.
Sitting on the edge of the team, several veterans in heavy armor were warming themselves by the fire while looking in the direction of Xino and whispering.
“This is the so-called commanding ability.”
「搞不好我们小瞧那些哥布林了……我现在甚至有点儿担心黑风堡的要塞，守在那里的可只是一群佣兵。」
将一撮枯草丢进了火堆，一名魔人剑士摇头说道。
"If it were Mr. Kamu, he might still have the strength to fight, but Xino... is still a little bit behind."
"He is the second son after all, so it is understandable that he is not as good as the eldest son."
Several people seemed to have convinced themselves and subconsciously lowered their standards for Xino, but at the same time they also lowered their requirements for themselves.
Perhaps they didn't have to work so hard from the beginning.
Master Kamu Dragon is their master.
It was obviously not just the few people sitting in front of the fire who were thinking this way. The only four remaining centurions of "Hell Flame" whispered among themselves for a while. Finally, the centurion who served as the leader walked up to Xino and said with a worried expression.
"Sir, do we want to continue fighting? I feel——"
"Of course! The winner has not been decided yet!" Xino growled stubbornly, and then said, "Also, call me sir on the battlefield!"
With all the words in his throat being held back, the centurion said with a wry smile.
In his opinion, the winner is actually decided, but perhaps the chief has a different view.
In fact, if Xino wanted to, he could theoretically keep fighting until there was no one left under his command.
Perhaps the opponent got annoyed and took the initiative to capture him alive.
The centurion who left dejectedly had never been so eager for the other party to take the initiative to end this hopeless battle.
The morale of "Hellflame" has hit rock bottom.
Looking at the listless soldiers, Xino also knew that if he ordered an attack at this time, the final result would probably be worse than during the day.
"Take a day off!"
"We will fight again tomorrow!"
All the soldiers present breathed a sigh of relief, raised their weapons and shouted in response.
Originally, Mia was going back with her parents, but before leaving, Mr. Festine and Mrs. Serena didn't know where they were, so Luo Yan got on the Padridge family's carriage at Mia's invitation (la).
"...Hehehe, I didn't expect you to actually win with a group of fish goblins. It's really not easy. But you won't be so lucky next time. The water in the magic city is too deep. I advise you to cause less trouble. Anyway, we don't care about the opinions of those bugs. Although I am very happy that you care so much, it is not worth it to get hurt."
The familiar feeling is back.
Luo Yan said with a smile as he got out of the car.
"Yes, yes, I have caused trouble for Miss Mia."
Unable to suppress the upturned corners of her mouth, Mia wrapped her index finger around her bangs and smiled.
"That's not the case, anyway, we are idle when we are idle."
Though what he said, Luo Yan saw it in his eyes, it was not just idle and boring.
She has done a lot of effort in everything from registering the arena, to purchasing at the slave market, and coordinating the teleportation array of the Demon King Management Department.
I can't do it all by myself in one day.
Including today, she stayed with her all day in the arena uninvited, and even brought her parents with her.
Luo Yan could feel her kindness.
He will remember this favor.
Good night.
"Night, good night?!"
It seems that she didn't expect to end with this sentence. Mia was stunned for a long time before she came back to her senses, and slammed the car door with a red face.
Watching the Pegasus pull the carriage and disappear into the air, Luo Yan, who had already reached the door of the temple, smiled and waved, then turned and passed through the half-open wooden door.
It was very quiet inside the temple.
The solemn statue of the devil overlooks the empty chapel and the rows of empty benches.
Sitting on a bench near the podium is an old man. His broad back is slightly stooped in the shadow of the statue, as if he is about to melt into one body.
Luo Yan walked over and sat down next to him.
After finishing his prayer, Priest Jeffrey had a smile on his face and said in a kind tone.
"What was the result of the duel?"
Luo Yan joked with a relaxed expression.
"The opponent is too weak, and I am full of food."
Priest Jeffrey was slightly startled, and then smiled.
"Congratulations, but we still have to be in awe of the dead lives. This kind of joke is still not appropriate."
Luo Yan shrugged his shoulders.
Hence, he and Priest Jeffrey have different views on this point.
He believes that life is worthy of respect and advises his subordinates to cherish life. However, he has reservations on the issue of equality between different lives.
At least, for those who can be coaxed to die with a word or a handful of gold, in his opinion, fulfilling their wish is the greatest respect for them.
This is the living study and application of the law of the jungle advocated by His Majesty the Demon God, and it is also the consensus of the absolute majority of demons and hell creatures.
However, after all, Priest Jeffrey is a fundamentalist who studies the scriptures, and may have a more profound interpretation of the demon god Bayali.
He is more like the one who is responsible for the bad side.
So even if Luo Yan disagrees with him, he can still understand him, let alone argue with the old man because of different views.
The two sat together and chatted in a friendly atmosphere for a while.
When talking about the end of the duel, Luo Yan suddenly paused for a moment and changed the subject.
"My father is Roxey Colin, right?"
That unexpected straight ball stunned Priest Jeffrey on the spot.
Facing those penetrating eyes, the old man knew that his momentary dullness had worn off, and then he smiled bitterly and relaxed.
"It seems you already know."
Luo Yan nodded, looked at the demon statue and sighed.
"I actually thought before that my father might be a vampire, but I didn't expect that he was actually a famous one."
Priest Jeffrey was silent for a while and sighed.
"I actually don't want you to know... It's not a good thing to be involved in the affairs of the Colin family. What you can see is always just the tip of the iceberg above the water, and you never know how much is hidden under the water. Not to mention us outsiders, even your father himself can't see much. He put you here with me, which is a kind of protection."
It's just one aspect that he doesn't want to be hot-faced and cold-butt. Of course, he can understand that his father may be out of protection or involuntarily and other reasons.
He is different from Vivian.
Both biological age and psychological age are far from the same dimension.
Jeffrey glanced at Luo Yan unexpectedly, feeling both surprised and a little distressed by his maturity.
That is his adopted daughter’s child after all.
And he has always regarded him as his grandson.
After a long silence, he sighed and said.
"Sometimes I always feel that I owe you too much. It's obvious that I should shoulder the responsibility of an elder to answer the confusion in your life. However, by the time I realize and make up my mind to do something, you have already made peace with everything."
Luo Yan smiled and made a joke, and also made fun of himself.
"Feel like raising a baby without a sense of participation?"
As usual, not understanding his humor, Pastor Jeffrey shook his head and said seriously.
dedgene in in on on your father, we also owe you a lot. Not just me, but also your father... We owe you a lot.」
Luo Yan sighed.
"Actually, you don't have to think so, I have never felt that anyone owes me anything, nor do I feel that there is anything wrong with my current situation."
As he said this, he stood up from the bench.
"It's getting late. Tomorrow I plan to visit Professor Adonia Feng to consult about the dome crystal of the Magic City. You should also go to bed early."
He did not mention Vivian's matter in the end.
That matter has been resolved.
I believe that after tonight’s lesson, that kid won’t cause trouble for him anymore, and will even go around him when he sees him in the future. Even if he told Priest Jeffrey, the latter would only embarrass his useless father and only increase the conflict between the two parties.
He doesn't want this.
At least in his heart he still regards them as family.
"Well, I'll be there in a moment." Priest Jeffrey nodded and said kindly, "Go to sleep."
Watching Luo Yan's back leave, the elderly priest looked at the statue of the devil not far away and prayed silently in his heart.
The omnipotent His Majesty Bayali.
May you protect my poor and sensible child...
…
The night is getting deeper and deeper.
Lying in bed, Luo Yan couldn't sleep, so he simply closed his eyes and meditated, sinking his spirit into the ocean of consciousness, and went to the forum to look at the sand sculptures he raised.
In the past few days when the Demon King was away, the players had a surprisingly good time.
As he expected, as long as the content of the game itself is rich enough, even if the development team does not update the main storyline, players can still find their own fun in the existing game content.
Such as now.
Hino Dragon on the fifth floor of the maze has become a new source of fun for Necropolis players after the adventurers of Mist Town.
Some players are addicted to trading with these demons from hell, selling strange things to those demons in exchange for the equipment and trophies in their hands.
There are also some players who are thinking about learning about the magic city through these demons.
Except for the "big BOSS" with horns who is not easy to communicate with, most ordinary demons are still very good at communicating. They don't mind chatting with these talking "country skeleton soldiers" while buying things.
Selling Little Red Riding Hood's matches: "...I suspect that these demons are crazy. They know that eating too many sweet potatoes will cause bloating and yet they buy those things to eat!"
Gou Shi: "How do you know they are not playing a big game of chess? (Funny)"
Selling Little Red Riding Hood's matches: "This can also play chess?"
Good citizens of Gotham: "It's better to have a stomachache than to go to the battlefield. I heard them say that they were just involved in the duel of nobles. They came here to fight without any other choice. After the fight, they teleported away."
Meow Meow: "The Demon King?"
Slept until his legs cramped: "But those ogres are not the Demon King's subordinates, are they?"
Little Bunny Juice: "Damn, this Demon King is such a dog!"
Luo Yan's head is covered with black lines.
But he does not have to be as knowledgeable as the idiots.
"Yuyou, did you get that translation crystal and translate something that shouldn't be translated to Xino Dragon's men?"
Yuyou, who was floating aside, said proudly.
「放心吧魔王大人，不能说的东西都被悠悠给和谐掉了，还有关于您邪恶计划的内容也被替代成其他东西了！」
听到这儿罗炎总算放心了。
He is not afraid that players will learn too much information about the world from monsters. Those who can treat VR games as the real world are either geniuses or crazy, and this has no impact on him.
He was mainly worried that Xino Dragon would know that he had been tricked.
But it seemed that with that guy’s IQ, he didn’t see any clues.
Luo Yan scrolled through a few more posts, and the content discussed by the players quickly changed to something else.
Excited netizens: "Brothers! The world view of this game is bigger than we imagined! Not only is the surface of the earth divided into various countries, but even hell is divided into various direct territories and dukes, counts, and baronies! And the necropolis is just one of them!"
The Great Bear: "I heard that there are vampire kingdoms, goblin kingdoms, and hell dwarves and other vassal forces!"
The past is like smoke: "Hey, it would be great if I could be reincarnated as a vampire. At least he looks like a human being."
Ayanami Little Devil: "It's too uncomfortable to play as a little devil. T.T"
"..."
Luo Yan suddenly wanted to laugh when he saw this.
These players are still too young.
He doesn't think there's anything good about vampires at all.
Of course, there is no chance that his little players will be able to play well with this race.
Just like the skeleton soldiers who have been played out by them.
Thinking that the Demon King was thinking about how to reincarnate the player into a vampire, Yoyo floating aside whispered in a low voice.
"...It feels like it's a little difficult to be reincarnated into a vampire. It doesn't feel like a big problem if you embrace it for the first time. The trouble is that you have to have the cubs of other humanoid intelligent creatures as sacrifices."
The bloodline of a vampire is more like a virus, originating from the curse of a certain god on a certain family in ancient times.
In order to obtain this kind of curse, there are certain requirements for the cursed bloodline, otherwise it will affect the effect of the first embrace, or even completely prevent the first embrace, and you can only become a low-level blood servant.
In Luo Yan’s impression, the most compatible vampires are humans, followed by elves and dwarves, but not orcs, demons, goblins, and goblins.
Including various high-level demons, they are also repulsive to vampire blood and cannot gain the first embrace of other vampires.
It is precisely for this reason that nobles in blood clans such as the Colin family have a tradition of ensuring the purity of their bloodlines, and even do not hesitate to marry within the same clan to maintain extreme bloodline purity.
Although this is suspected of being overkill, the original intention is also the fear of losing the power given by the ancestors due to impure blood.
It is said that this kind of thing once happened in a certain disappeared vampire family.
From a certain generation, all the descendants suddenly failed to fully inherit the first support of their fathers, so the family naturally disappeared in the long river of history.
If genetic technology is used to study it, Luo Yan believes that the secrets should be cracked, but this is still a bit too advanced for a different world that does not even have a concept of what cells are.
Some things are destined to become only legends in history.
Looking at the line of posts on the forum, Luo Yan touched his chin and thought for a while, then nodded and said.
"It's quite difficult."
The development time of human embryos is too long.
Even if he could get the captured adventurers to give birth, he would have to order them ten months in advance, and if he bought them directly from slave traders, the cost-effectiveness would be too low.
The souls of babies of humans, elves, and dwarves are usually stable when the moon is full. If you want to be possessed by the player, you must first stabilize the soul.
In contrast, little devils and lizardmen develop much faster and can be reincarnated directly in eggs, and for most players there is no sense of ethical guilt.
The most important thing is that he has to consider the feelings of the vassal.
The little devil that lays eggs has a weak kinship relationship and doesn't care much about the eggs it lays, so he can use the little devil eggs as vassal taxes. And if it were the night elves, they would never accept sacrificing their children as sacrifices.
Luo Yan couldn't help but fall into deep thought.
"It would be great if we could use magic to create "artificial beings"."
In this way, not only the problem of reincarnation as a vampire, but also the problem of reincarnation as a night elf or even a demon can be solved.
Yoyou asked doubtfully.
Luo Yan nodded and continued.
"To put it simply, it is to create something similar to a "replica" through magic... Of course, I just said that, and I have no idea how to achieve it."
He heard that there was similar technology in the ancient times before the First Era.
Some evil cannibal tribes create soulless bodies through sacrificial rituals to serve as sacrifices and food in place of living people with minds.
In the context of the era when people were living rough and drinking blood, this was actually a progressive behavior. It's a pity that because it was not advanced enough, it was replaced by other more advanced civilized tribes, so the related technology was not completely passed down.
Later, this technology was inherited by a few alchemists who were obsessed with creating "intelligent artificial beings", and gradually went down a wrong path, eventually evolving into taboo knowledge.
In the area ruled by Saint Sith, playing with souls is regarded as the taboo of taboos, whether it is dissecting, enslaving or creating souls.
This is also the reason why necromancers are not tolerated by the mainstream.
As for hell, it is not regarded as a taboo.
After all, the earliest people of hell were servants of Hades, claiming to be the guides of the River Styx, and their job was to extradite souls into the River Styx.
Although the underworld no longer exists, the cultural heritage still exists.
Luo Yan felt.
If the technology related to artificial humans still exists, hell is probably the place where the relevant technology is most likely to be preserved.
It's just that he has no idea where it is stored.
While Luo Yan was thinking, Youyou, who was floating aside, seemed to notice his troubles and reminded him thoughtfully.
"Master Demon King, this is easy to say, you can ask Miss Mia."
"Mia?" Luo Yan was slightly stunned.
Succubus?
I haven’t heard that succubi are proficient in alchemy.
The refining technique is possible.
Yuyou nodded energetically.
"Hmm! Doesn't she have a library? Wouldn't it be great if you asked her to help you find relevant books? Anyway, the relevant knowledge is not as sensitive as Chaos, so it's okay to ask her to copy a copy for you, right?"
That's right!
The Padridge family's library!
Luo Yan patted his head.
It's all this damn stereotype, he almost forgot about it!
“That’s a good idea, I’ll ask about it another day.”
It really has to be Youyou’s trustworthy.
Luo Yan took a look around the forum and didn't see any more nutritious posts. He was about to close the forum page and meditate seriously.
However, at this moment, from the corner of his eye, he scanned these few lines of exchange in the discussion area below a certain post.
"By the way, there seems to be something wrong with those ogres, have you noticed it."
"Something's wrong?"
"Can you elaborate?"
"I can't tell, I just feel their eyes are weird..."
Ogres?
Have weird eyes?
Luo Yan felt something bad in his heart, especially when he thought about the "Misty Mist" Novel coveting him when he left the mortal world.
But you won’t come back so soon, right?
And with the ogre’s IQ, I’m afraid Novel will look down on him.
...Yuyou, keep an eye on the situation on the fifth floor of the maze for me."
Yuyou replied enthusiastically.
"Hello, Lord Demon King!"
(End of this chapter)