The walker from Xingyue, Demon King Rimuru!

Temporary concessions will allow her to be more prepared for the next time, as well as... the result.

But Limuru is different, he will not consider the impact caused by Animsfia's rash standing in line, let alone whether his ascension to the throne in advance will cause turmoil - he will only specify a result, Then use any means, use extreme means to complete it, even if there is a problem, he will set a result again, and then fill him with a bigger hole.

She does not deny Limulu's ability, nor does she deny that Limulu can always find a way out when she is not optimistic, but the problem is... As long as the accumulation continues, sooner or later, he will be like Kenneth, Sooner or later, you will fall into the abyss because of failure.

She walked silently in the corridor to the building of the legal department. She still had some work to do all night.

But this did not prevent her from thinking as she walked, the glass in the corridor reflected the... Leviathan's mask that confronted her back then.

She was taken aback suddenly, and turned her head expressionlessly.

Yes, there is one more problem.

That is, if Limuru really regards the survival of human beings as the result he wants, then the other party's unscrupulous means...does it include...

"Is it enough to keep humans alive?"

Leviathan... Limuru...

Barthumello narrowed his eyes, deeply buried this doubt in his heart.

Sure enough...maybe what the dean said made sense, after all...she still couldn't believe him.

That being the case...then try...let him deal with it?

Barthemelo hesitated and returned to his office, after thinking for a while, he still summoned his familiar.

"Go and contact Sir Achelot... um..." Suddenly, she lowered her head and looked at the time. Thinking that this time might be inconvenient, she urged: "Remember to notify in advance, don't take the liberty of disturbing."

She didn't ask the familiar to contact the other party directly. Although this is indeed the most common means of communication for magicians, it was not dignified and polite enough for Barthumello. Her notification was actually to contact the subordinates and The head of the branch family asked them to visit on their behalf.

So, about half an hour later, she suddenly received a notification from the familiar.

"You mean...Mr. Tempest has already entered the Great Spirit Tomb?"

"Yes." On the other end of the familiar was an extremely respectful and serious voice: "According to Achelot, Master Limuru applied for an in-depth application after today's meeting because of his concerns about his disciples. The request from the tomb..."

"...Didn't I ask him to act with Sir Solonia... Okay, I understand." Barthomello lowered his eyes: "Go and inform Sir Solonia, just say Tempest The Secret Service has already left."

After giving the order, Bathmelo stood up lightly, glanced at the documents on the table, and picked up the magic dress behind him like a pointer.

Now that Limuru has already acted, there is no reason to call him back, but in this way, the handling of the Dead Apostles will have to be postponed or ignored.

Because of the more important incident involving Albion, the foundation of the clock tower, she and the choral team must take action, not to mention that this involved the important items of her family being seized.

But it is impossible for Barthemelo to ignore them willingly. As mentioned earlier, the Barthemelo family hates the Dead Apostles extremely, so she will only attack or crusade without hesitation.

therefore……

"Hurry up." Bathmelo looked at the window indifferently, and said in a cold voice, "End this incident cleanly and then..."

"Crush! Hei Ji...Hanging City!"

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Ps:

The next few chapters are basically transitions... Because you should understand from the title of this book, this is actually not a monthly article but a comprehensive manga...

Yes... This is the first world, and the following Limuru will run out of the moon and step into the void and other worlds to go on the right track.

It is precisely because of this, because it is the first world, so the foreshadowing is a little bit more, and then it is a little bit twisted.

However, there may be dozens of chapters in the next transition. If you feel bored, you can actually skip it, because it will not affect the plot of other worlds...

Chapter 080, Mind

"What are you looking at?" In the darkness of night, Limuru stood at the top of the city of Eternal Night, which had already been completely renewed, and Erte Luqi's faint voice came from beside her ear.

The newly built City of Eternal Night is the most central city in the entire Sky Kingdom, and it is also the palace of Hei Ji, the King of the Dead Apostles, but it seems a bit wrong to simply call it a city, just because... …

Limulu looked around, and saw that as far as the eyes could see, there were endless buildings from high to low, layer upon layer, reaching to the sky, winding and spreading in a huge and hideous landscape like a surrender. under the palace.

Elte Lucy looked at the figure standing on the highest place in the whole world, raised her head to see the dazzling and shining stars, and suddenly said: "There are only a million dead disciples in the world..."

"Such a large place seems a bit empty."

The land suspended in the sky is nearly 5 square kilometers, and the city Limulu rebuilt based on Vienna, no matter how big it is, is nothing more than a competition with Shanghai, Beijing...or the famous metropolitan area New York, etc. More than 1 square kilometers would be pretty good.

But the Dead Apostles, even if you include the crooked ordinary rubbish, it is only a million at best, and this is the number before the war broke out. Today, the number of Dead Apostles in the world may not be 70 million If it weren't for the fact that most of the ancestors of the dead apostles were divided into two factions and included in the two kings of the dead apostles because of the previous war, her followers might not be 30 today, maybe even ten Everything can't be made up.

After all... Although it is really easy for the Dead Apostles to expand their scale, it is really not difficult for the Magicians Association to kill them.

The base of human beings is too large, even if the trash is first embraced, it will lose its sanity and become an ordinary ghoul, and the powerful character can maintain its sanity even if it is first embraced, and even turn around to deal with the dead. It seems that the dead are very strong , but in fact it is in a very awkward position.

Although Eltruchi knew this before, she didn't have a clear understanding, but now, when they were separated from the earth and overlooked the land, she understood...

How much is the number of Dead Apostles compared to the billions of human beings...

Small.

"It's indeed a bit empty." Limulu responded softly, turned around and smiled slightly, and said, "But don't worry about it, it will definitely be lively here in the future."

He looked at the empty city, and said calmly: "I have already invited the ancestors whom I have made friends with, and the financial demon King Feim will handle the relationship with humans, and it would be better to introduce some blood slaves and some talents for us." orphan, or a family of magic."

"Although I think that since the Dead Apostles regard themselves as a race, they should learn to reproduce by themselves, but before that, I don't reject more efficient methods."

"It is true that a population of less than 30 cannot fill this land, but I believe that within ten years, this place will become a prosperous country."

"However, the low-level Dead Apostles are after all the efforts of the high-level Dead Apostles. This kind of curse-like price from blood relatives is doomed that the Dead Apostles will not be able to become a prosperous race after all. They will only be our subordinates after all." Limulu The deep voice permeated the air, and Elte Lucy couldn't help raising her eyebrows.

"Leviathan." Her cherry lips parted slightly, and her scarlet blood eyes remained silent: "Until now, you still want to tell me that you did all this for human beings, right?"

Before Limulu could answer, she walked to Limulu's side. At this time, she was less charming and self-willed than a few years ago, and more wise. She already had the answer in her heart:

"Even if Noah's Ark is built, we must try to leave a place for humans on it... You have said so much, but you are reminding me that the Dead Apostles need to rely on humans to live after all."

"Even if we were originally born to be enemies of human beings, just like the relationship in the food chain, when human beings are really extinct, we Dead Apostles will also go extinct, right?"

However, Rimuru who heard these words lightly took off the mask, revealed a lively face just like a boy, and smiled brightly.

"Hey."

Hey, you big-headed ghost!

Seeing the other party's appearance of trying to be cute and pass the test without getting into the oil and salt, Elte Lucy, who originally showed a queenly aura, suddenly failed!

She puffed up her face suddenly, and flew to Limulu with dissatisfaction, baring her teeth and claws: "Ahhhhhh, you annoying guy, what's so good about human beings!! Ah?"

"Haha."

Seeing her appearance, Limulu put on the mask again, and said softly: "Look, Your Highness, I am now sincerely trying to revive the Dead Apostles, or in other words, have a place in this world."

"But...I'm not pitiful because I saw the weakness of the Dead Apostles. On the contrary, in my eyes, most of the Dead Apostles are people who deserve what they deserve, because my position is on the human side."

"Then what do you think, why do I do my best to help the Dead Apostles?"

"It's because of you." Limulu tilted her head, and her slightly doting soft voice made Erte Luqi slightly stunned: "I have been with Your Highness for nearly seven years without knowing it. For me, Elte Lucki is also an indispensable existence worthy of my attention."

"...you...what are you talking about!"

"Sa, it's the same with humans."

Limulu's tone jumped, and he said with a smile: "Well, although humans and the Dead Apostles may never be able to reconcile, after all, the two races are natural enemies."

"But what does that have to do with me?"

"Anyway, I'm just a kind slime! Ehehe."

……

"Bathermelo sent someone to look for me last night? Oh, I knew it."

In the excavation city of Albion, the spiritual tomb, Limuru was sitting in a rather splendid hall, squinting his eyes and listening to the small report made by the excavators of the Achelot family.

This news came from Lidel, and Limuru narrowed his eyes, thinking that he guessed right.

When I took advantage of the clock tower's preoccupation, I let the Dead Apostle make a movement, after all, I still teased our great queen of the clock tower...

But that's where it goes!

In the future, when Feim begins to reach agreements with major countries and begins to reach out to human criminals and orphans in large numbers.

I'm afraid it wasn't that Barthemelo would jump up and fight himself hard?

But no matter what, anyway, he should have just taken the opportunity to escape this time, so he didn't want to fight him a second time.

After all, no matter whether I am a magician or a white knight, I can already be said to be at the top. In the same situation, once I match, is it a real fight or a fake fight?How to grasp the middle degree?

If it is too heavy, it is not easy to fight, if it is too light, it is too fake, and it is really too easy to expose.

Hmm... the current vest, it's better not to drop it.

"My lord." At this time, there was a sound, and Limulu raised his head, his eyes lit up, and he saw Lina, whom he hadn't seen for a long time, followed a few diggers, looking at him happily.

"Lina, long time no see." Looking at the resolute face of the other party, Limulu smiled softly. These are the seeds he planted in the spiritual tomb a few years ago. Although they have not yet grown into a big tree, But it hasn't been standing still for a few years.

At least... much more believable than the diggers with intricate relationships in these spiritual tombs.

This operation should have been carried out in cooperation with Solonia and the choral team. After all, the fugitive has the ability to defeat Urifis, but Limuru never thought of acting with these people.

Just kidding, he knows the specific identity of the murderer—in case there is something Hateres wants to tell himself, and at this time there is an outsider whose identity cannot be determined, should he kill or not?

Regardless of his identity, Hateres is now a fugitive from the Clock Tower, and he is trying to reverse modern magic. He is probably the opposite of Limuru and an enemy in the future. So, for such a bad guy, he will attack the people of the Clock Tower. does it worth?

So after much deliberation, Limulu still felt that it was better to act on her own. At least, before confirming what Hateres wanted to do, act on her own first, and try to find the other party for a therapy session.

Since I haven't been to the tomb for a long time, although Limulu has the endorsement of the great sage for the terrain of the tomb, she still has a lot of strangeness, especially the change of power - the terrain in the tomb will not change. But the ownership of personnel and extractor forces is full of fluidity.

Therefore, he also needs a guide, and Lena is a good choice.

After not seeing each other for a long time, Limulu first checked Lena's magic level over the past few years - Lina's magic seal was the first plant that Limulu used her own magic seal as the mother plant to split, and it can be regarded as a plant with a special significance.

It's a pity that Lina's magic talent is really mediocre. Although she is not a genius, even if she has worked hard in the past few years, in Limulu's opinion, she is only at the level of an ordinary apprentice. Fortunately, there are too many mysteries in the spiritual tomb, even if she is only an apprentice At this level, he can already compete with the third-rate magicians on the ground, and even reach the level of a first-rate magician.

"To stab!"

In the afternoon of that day, Limulu nodded in satisfaction as she saw Lina yelling, and a thick and ferocious ground thorn stabbed the devil-eating insect to death.

The power is enough to kill the monsters, and the actual combat experience is not bad, especially in this environment, Lina feels more like the experience is far superior to the magic ability, so that even after going out in the future The magic ability has declined on a large scale, and self-protection should not be a problem.

Frankly speaking, in fact, what Limulu took a fancy to Lina at the beginning was not her talent, but her disposition.

A beautiful girl, gnashing her teeth in a world of bullying and the jungle, desperately trying to survive, but she has a kind and hopeful heart.

With this kind of person, it's hard to say whether she can achieve a high position, but as a subordinate, she is very suitable.

"So, Master Limulu came down this time for this purpose?" Not long after, Lina, who returned to the mining city, dragged her long wet hair, put on a clean dress, walked behind Limulu, and gave him Poured a pot of black tea.

This used to be the dilapidated courtyard where Limulu and her lived temporarily, but now it has been built by the other party and the anonymous man behind him into a fairly neat residence.

Limulu could feel a few curious and fearful gazes secretly watching here, presumably they were the family members taken in and trained by the other party.

However, Limulu didn't care about it, he didn't tell Lina that he had already eaten the faction of Meistea, therefore, he also obtained a stable channel for excavating and transporting spell bodies, and he no longer needed the other party He has worked so hard to develop the faction, he understands that this will only make the girl fall directly into the abyss, for fear that he will be abandoned again.

Another thing that makes Limulu feel funny is that the other party is actually the same at this time. Just by pouring tea, Limulu can clearly see the whiteness of the other party's chest, including the white rabbit. The clothing is obviously only for aesthetics, not for practicality. If you really want to say it, it looks a little like a bathrobe, a little too loose.

Full of beauty and temptation.

Obviously, Lina is very aware of her own advantages. A few years ago, she thought about repaying herself with her body. At that time, even if her distressed appearance could not highlight her beauty, it was still somewhat pitiful. Now, without that little bit of pitifulness, this young girl is even more alluring.

This made Limulu shake his head: "Do you treat other people in the same way? Didn't I tell you that you don't need to continue to wrong yourself?"

He didn't want Lina to become the legendary beauty snake, but at any rate she was considered half of his student, so he felt pity for her.

Lina paused slightly, but immediately, she gave Limulu an aggrieved look, and bit her lower lip lightly: "My lord, my appearance... No one else has seen it yet."

"..." Limulu was stunned, and smiled helplessly, "Sorry, I was wrong."

He seemed a little preconceived.

The loose clothes should also be the clothes on the ground——Limuru narrowed his eyes slightly, looked carefully again, and had a little guess. Windproof and dustproof windbreaker.

It is rare to see the skirts or dresses of the girls next to the warriors in film and television works.

Even if it is a girl who is dressed more gorgeously, she is a magician who often travels to and from the ground, just like the steward in the Archelot family.

If the other party really took this body as the most beautiful moment to show only for him, then what I said just now can be regarded as... I can bear the words of living up to my good intentions.

"You are down here, you should have a lot of information that I have never heard of, right?" Limulu didn't speculate, but directly changed the subject.

"...Well." After Lina finished her tea, she could only swallow her emotions and grievances in her heart when she saw Limulu talk about serious matters. She half knelt in front of Limulu, restored her cold tone, and said respectfully : "It's just that the following rumors are very complicated, and I don't know whether they are true or not."

"It doesn't matter." Limulu dragged her chin and said softly, "Let's listen."

He squinted his eyes, and there was a deep flash in his golden eyes.