The Devil Does Not Need to Be Defeated

"Woooo...woooooooo..."

In the woods not far from the camp, Magrey was like a bullied child, crying non-stop, and the cry was a sad one.

"My Melika...My Melika..."

Thinking that the only woman he loves is now lying in the arms of another man, and the other party threatens him not to pester her any more, Margaret's tears can't be stopped.

"It should be mine...it's mine..."

The more he thought about it, the more sad he became, and the more he thought about it, the more unwilling he became, causing more and more tears to flow, and even snot flowing out of his nose.

This kind of embarrassment has never appeared on Magrey since he was seven years old, which shows how sad Magrey is.

"I won't give up...I will never give up..."

Magrey kept convincing himself like this.

"There must be a chance...a chance..."

Although thinking of Sheen's threat, Magrey had the urge to collapse on the ground, but he really couldn't make him give up Melika.

After all, no matter what, this man's obsession with Melika was so high that he was willing to give up his noble status to get what he wanted. Even if he was afraid of Sheen, Magrey didn't want to give up.

Of course, Magrey was really frightened by Sheehan, and he didn't dare to take revenge at all.

If it weren't for this, I'm afraid, Sheen wouldn't necessarily let Magrey leave. Even if he didn't kill him in the camp, he would find a way to deal with Magrey, so as to avoid troubles in the future.

Now Margaret really hates and is afraid of Sheehan. While losing the idea of ​​resistance, he is unwilling to give up Melika just like that.

Therefore, Magrey could only murmur.

"He can't stay by Melika's side forever. Sooner or later, Melika will still be alone..."

At that time, I will take Melika away by myself, fly away, and find a place where no one can find it to spend my life.

As long as he can get Melika, Magrey feels that no matter how hard life is, he can live a good life.

"That guy isn't a god either, it's impossible to know where Melika and I went..."

Magrey had such an idea.

As for Melika's willingness or not, that's out of Magrey's consideration.

As Sheehan said, Margaret ignored Melika's wishes from beginning to end, which can be said to be extremely selfish or extremely self-conscious.

Margre lives in his own script and world. Even Melika is just a character in his script and world. Even if it is the heroine, it should be decided according to his heart.

Therefore, Sheehan will say that, in essence, Margaret is no different from the rest of the aristocracy, except that others are conscious, but he is not conscious. is correct.

"Okay! That's it!"

Having made up his mind, Magrey wiped his snot and tears and regained his strength.

"I will wait until the moment when the opportunity comes, no matter how long it takes."

Magrey made up his mind and turned around, ready to return to the camp.

However, Magrey never imagined that this was the last action he made in his life.

Because, just as he turned around, a black shadow silently appeared behind him.

"Pfft!"

The sharp blade pierced through Margrey's body, pierced through his back, and then emerged from his chest, bringing out a large piece of blood.

"Uh..."

Margrey froze there, and after a while, he slowly lowered his head and looked at the sharp blade protruding from his chest.

His eyes were full of disbelief.

At this moment, another hand stretched out beside him and pressed Margrey's head.

"Bang!"

With a flash of fire, the flames enveloped Margaret's body and burned it out.

Margaret didn't even have time to let out a scream, or even realize that his life was lost, so he didn't even leave any wreckage, and was completely destroyed.

It was only then that the hand that had held Magrey was withdrawn, allowing the figure of an old man to appear in this space.

"Finally caught up."

The old man looked at the camp with bonfires in the distance and smiled sullenly.

As for the person who was just killed by him, he was no longer in his memory.

"Lord Bedo."

The black shadow that pierced Margrey's body with a sharp blade also showed a full picture, with a large group of people, all supporting the old man.

These people are the executioners of the old demon clan.

They finally caught up with the escort team.

"How's the investigation going?"

Bedo asked casually.

"There are already results."

Bedo's subordinates reported in a low voice.

"There are a total of 118 people in the camp, and almost all of them are human."

"Among them, there are three people below grade 30, 87 people from grade 30 to 40, 23 people from grade 40 to 50, and people from grade 50 to 60. There are three, and there are two who are above the rank of 60."

"According to the reports of those with [Appraisal] skills and [Reconnaissance] skills, among the two, one of them is at level seventy-seven, who should be Lord Killian, and the other is at level sixty-eight, who should be the highest level here. ."

Hearing this report, Bedo sneered.

"There are still people below thirty? And there are three more? It seems that Lamigion really can't send any decent combat power to escort Killian."

Bedo's wariness of this camp has dropped several times.

With this level of combat power, even if Bedo didn't do it himself, I'm afraid he could easily slaughter it, right?

"Probably for merit, that's why the leader of Lamigion didn't want to ask for help from the other towns in the territory." Bedo easily saw through the cause and effect, and sneered: "No matter what era the human race is in, it is so useless. The remedy, when will these unsightly races be killed?"

The disgust revealed in Bedo's words was even stronger than that of Killian.

The rest of the people behaved similarly, as if the next job to do is to get their hands dirty and have to remove the rubbish, their faces are full of disgust and helplessness.

The old demon faction is such an existence.

Therefore, whether it is Bedo or the rest of the old demons, they will not push the enemy as much as the general villains, but will only hold the mentality of clearing the garbage, like doing the same boring work, repeating Killing is going on.

Same thing this time.

"Do you want to rush in directly? Lord Bedo?" the subordinate asked: "We have broken through the barrier around the camp, and those human races should find it soon."

"Then do the preparatory work before that." Bedo waved his hand and said, "Send some people to sneak in and rescue Killian, lest those human dogs jump over the wall and kill the hostages first, and then Send some people around to start blockade work, whether it is to set up a barrier or destroy the road, anyway, so that none of those human races can escape."

Saying that, Bedo licked his bloody fingers.

"This time, it's still the old rule, wait for the pre-work to be completed before killing."

"Whether it's a male or a female, or what race it is, even if it is a demon, it will only be a traitor who mixes with the human."

"Kill them all and leave none of them."

So, the executioners began to act.

The bloody night unfolds here.