Chapter 2810 A Big Collision of Ethics

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So I'm off topic again? It seems that the best off-topic little prince of the year in Holy See Hill must be me. Where did I mention it earlier? By the way, speaking of Eliya, Xiao Heitan and Linya, they all have their own things to do, and I can't disturb them all day long.

So, while the Demon King's army was carrying out plan B in full swing, and even the bricklayers were as busy as ants, I, the great Demon King's pseudo-savior, was doing nothing!

Why use the word "and" to describe it?

In fact, logically speaking, it is normal for the top to talk and the bottom to run and break a leg. As a big leader, I just think of it as overlooking the overall situation, smiling at Yun Shu, Yunjuanjuan, flowers blooming and falling. This is not quite the final boss situation. Son?

I have no choice but to be used to being manipulated by Akara. This bitch just can’t be noble and cool. I have no time to do anything. I have to find something to do. Of course, if you call Vilas and the others over, I will immediately become a I'll show you the abandoned house where you can't leave the front door and wait to die without taking any steps.

What should I do? I figured it out, go out for training? Now the entire Hell Mountain is under the conspiracy plan of the Demon King's Army. Wandering around in Hell Mountain is definitely not allowed, so the only choice is to go out? The question is where to go. Last time, I and two unscrupulous dragons made a big fuss in the undead area. Even the Demon Lord was killed. I guess it hasn’t stopped yet. If I go to other areas to make trouble again, Isn't that a little too much? It would be great fun if public outrage in the surrounding areas of Hell Mountain were aroused and they gathered to attack us.

It's not fun to attract hatred from the surrounding areas without even conquering Hell Mountain. Not all areas around Hell Mountain are as good as drowning corpses. According to Hodelin's information, there seem to be a few strong men at the peak level of the Demon King, of course. The strongest one is the extreme skeleton dragon near the center, there is no doubt about it.

Although Hell Mountain is pitifully small compared to the territories of the other seven giants, it is compared to the other regions. It is also very huge. The long and narrow terrain covers more than ten areas, and there are even more bad-tempered neighbors adjacent to it. There are as many as twenty or thirty areas. There are some that are easy to bully and some that are not easy to bully. But one thing is for sure. It would be bad to cause public outrage.

Therefore, until the movement in the undead area subsides, I'd better not go out to commit suicide. If I want to commit suicide, I have to capture the entire Hell Mountain before I have enough capital.

I couldn’t play with the girls or go out to practice, so what else could I do? Return to the Dark Continent? This is a good idea. It's been nearly a month since I left, so I can go back and take a look at Vilas and the others. No one dares to gossip, but now is the critical moment of the battle to capture Hell Mountain. Thinking of the painful cooling time of the teleportation array, if there is an emergency and I can't make it back, it will be a sin. .

I have been sitting in the position of the quasi-tragedy emperor for a long time, and I am used to putting the "Not Afraid of Ten Thousand Only Afraid" stamp on my forehead as a warning. Such things as accidents are not unexpected to this Druid, Jie Jie Jie Jie.

Although this is not something to be proud of, it is better to say that I want to hide in bed and cry with a pillow. If this pillow is Linya Xiaonizi, it will be more perfect.

In other words, the option of returning to the Dark Continent has also been passed.

So free, just go to bed. I have entered the dream realm to practice, but I can only practice in the dream realm for seven or eight hours a day. I have just practiced! Is this Druid a dead man? This false savior of mine was not killed by the seven giants of hell, but was killed by idleness?

I have to find something to do. Oh, by the way, Beansa took me to a strange place last time. There were some strange murals there. Why not go and have a look with old man Farah? Maybe he will find something. I can also pass the time.

I did whatever I wanted to do. I rushed to find old man Farah, but he choked me before I even opened my mouth.

"I'm very busy now, please don't disturb me." Old Farah's sharp eyes saw through me at a glance. Yes, I am very busy, but I am here to bring you good news. You bastard, never think of taking advantage of me. I got this information from my mouth!

He turned around and left angrily. Even if I die now, I don't want to share information with this old man.

Let's just go for a walk alone. Last time I was busy following Beansa's footsteps and looked in a hurry. Maybe I can find some new clues this time.

Just do whatever comes to your mind. Ben Druid has always been a person whose body moves faster than his brain. Uh-huh.

After leaving contact information with Linya, I immediately transformed into the Holy Moon Wolf and quietly left the Holy See Mountain.

When I went to pick mushrooms with Beiansha that day, because Beiansha's movement was so slippery, it was difficult to keep up with her even in the Saint Moon Wise Wolf state, and I didn't even care to look at the surrounding environment... Okay, I After explaining so much and presenting such sufficient evidence, you still try to pin the unfounded charges of being stupid and blind on my head. I have nothing to say.

Because Biansha ran so fast, I didn't have time to recognize the way, and I didn't even know the general direction. Logically speaking, it was impossible to find that place again by myself, but how could I be helpless if I was as smart as I was? I originally had the idea of ​​using this mysterious place in exchange for some benefits from Old Man Farah. Driven by the benefits, my IQ increased sharply, and I actually came up with the idea of ​​leaving a spiritual mark. Although the mark is like a fake eye, it cannot last long, but It's only been a few days since that day, right?

So, following the spiritual mark, I successfully found the cave. It is worth mentioning that there was an inexplicable fog on the way. If it were not for the spiritual mark, I, the maze killer, would definitely have gotten lost. Beansa How did you find this place? How did I follow her here with my head covered? All this has become a mystery.

"Okay, let me take a closer look." A person is in a dark cave, and his sight and mental strength, which he has always been proud of, are greatly hindered. To be honest, it is still a bit stressful. It is a relief. The solution is to talk to yourself.

Following the cartoon fox marks, the yellow fireball floated up from the palm of my hand again. I began to search carefully, and soon I found the mural I saw earlier. The inside of the cave seemed not complicated. Compared with the Bagua fans outside, Trace formation can be said to be good news for beginners. Road crazy favorite.

"These patterns... I don't understand what they are trying to say at all." This time, there was enough time for me to take a closer look. But with my IQ, I still can’t understand it at all.

Judging from the first mural, it seemed like a few unknown creatures composed of a few lines stepped on a horizon line and continued to look. There seemed to be more and more of these unknown creatures that were chatting with each other, and other creatures that were also composed of just a few strokes but had different shapes appeared.

I only have a few strokes in my entire body! Can you draw better? This is not even as good as the graffiti I did in kindergarten. At least I could draw the sun in all directions at that time!

The following murals tried to tell more complicated things with the same few lines, which made me even more confused. Who is the author of the mural? I kneel down to you. Are the apes of the Stone Age better at drawing than you?

"No, this is impossible to interpret."

"By the way, if you use a few more lines, you'll die!"

"What are these, maggots? Worms? Amoeba? Even single-celled animals have more complex structures than you!"

"I don't know how serious it is."

"It seems like several different shapes of lines are intertwined. Are they breeding offspring? Hmm~ Could it be that this is actually an eroge comic from another world's hell version?"

"My brain, you have to cheer up, you must not lose to these damn lines!"

Looking all the way, muttering to himself, suddenly. I stopped and was happy.

"I understand, I can finally understand here."

On this mural, ten line objects are lined up in a row, facing a line object above their heads. Isn't it very similar to those exaggerated murals on the walls of the temple? A group of mortals worshiping the arrival of angels or something, this should be the meaning, right? The question is, how come there are such murals in the hell world?

"Actually, this is a story that one man and ten women have to tell."

"What?" I was shocked. Sure enough, I thought too much. It’s too complicated to think about, this is actually an eroge comic in the hell world!

"In addition, there is actually a woman hiding in the dark."

"Eleven women?" I lost my voice. Did the hell world already have palace-fighting H comics so early? The advanced cultural ideas that our country is proud of were defeated by such crude industrial murals in a barbaric land? !

This unscientific!

No, wait, it seems that I have something that needs to be surprised before that.

After thinking for a few seconds, I suddenly let out a shrill scream that echoed in the silent cave for a long time.

Who was it? Who was talking to me just now? ! ! Come out, Holy Moon Wolf is not afraid of ghosts!

I waved the fireball in my hand and almost threw it out. I finally found the figure who had just spoken. It was squatting not far away. It was wearing a red and white witch costume with bare arms and a huge bow-shaped hair on the back of its head. Yes, it's scary when you squat and lower your head.

"It scared me to death." After recognizing the other person's identity, I patted my chest... No, I patted my forehead and let out a sigh of relief. Don't ask me why I suddenly changed the place to shoot.

"Wu, you are surprisingly timid."

"Everyone will be scared by your appearance like this, okay?" I was in shock, my teeth were still chattering, and many horror movies appeared in my mind involuntarily.

For example, in the old and dark ward, the little lolita with long black hair and straight hair squatting in the corner and playing with dolls suddenly turned around to reveal her empty eyes and a pale face with bleeding gurgling from the dark eye sockets, and asked with a sinister smile, " Uncle, do you want to make a date?" Like this.

In fact, I was planning on dating. As long as it’s a lolita, ghosts have nothing to be afraid of. How dare you call yourself a lolicon if you’re even afraid of ghosts?

Okay now is not the time to complain.

"Why are you here?" I asked in surprise.

Yes, this is the Red and White Princess who has been missing for a long time. I haven't seen her for more than two years. I thought she was swallowed up by some mysterious power of harmony.

"Why did Wu appear here?" The red and white princess was still squatting on the ground, calmly scratching the wall with the sharp stone in her hand.

"Hmph, that's a good question. I'm now the eighth demon king in the hell world." At this point, I raised my chest in an air of pride... No, raised my chin, or that sentence, don't ask me Why did he suddenly change his posture midway?

"Oh, congratulations."

"Tongxi. Tongxi, what about you?"

"That's a good question. The Ninth Demon King is exactly who he is."

"Wha...what?!"

"That's a lie."

"Hundan. Needless to say, I didn't believe it from the beginning! By the way, what are you doing! Could it be that you carved all these murals?!"

I suddenly discovered an even more shocking fact. The author of the Hell World eroge comic is the Red and White Princess?

"Huhuhu, Wu, what do you think? Can you make money by selling it?"

"There's no chance of it being cut in half. It'll probably be thrown into the trash can as graffiti or a prank."

"Wu's mouth is quite merciless."

"No, I'm doing this for your own good, don't waste your energy on useless things."

Along with the familiar conversation pattern, my heart gradually calmed down. Many issues have been figured out.

The Red and White Princess appears in the underworld. It's not a strange thing. Don't forget that when I first fell into the hell world, I was saved because of meeting her. Her shrine seemed to be connected to other worlds, including the hell world.

"It's rare that I have the chance to meet Wu here." She patted her skirt and stood up. The red and white princess took out a wooden box half a person's height from somewhere and handed it to me.

The familiar money box...

"The jingle of gold coins is the most beautiful music in the world. Come on, please don't be polite. Just throw it in as much as you like."

"No, even if you say so, it's too much to ask someone for money as soon as you meet them."

"The shrine was destroyed."

"It's such a sad story."

"Because I got carried away and stayed out for too long, the enemy ruthlessly razed it to the ground. I had no choice but to rebuild."

"Is this why you disappeared during this period?"

"It was built with great difficulty."

"congratulations."

"Because I cut corners, the shrine collapsed while I was sleeping and I was buried inside."

"congratulations."

"Later I asked Wu's daughter for help."

"My daughter? Are you talking about Cirno? I don't think she can build a house." I exhaled. After saying this, I really missed that idiot daughter.

"You can still make ice cubes."

"Does that mean we built an ice sculpture shrine?"

"Wu's guess is absolutely correct."

"Now I can finally feel at ease."

"Well, I lived in peace for the whole winter."

"I think I can't think of what you're going to say next."

"Originally, it could still last for a few more days, but it just leaked a little bit."

"That's not called water leakage! It's starting to melt! Hurry up, be careful not to get buried again!"

"It turns out a guest came."

"The shrine is dangerous, run!"

"As a result, the shrine was melted by the guests."

“So it’s the guests who are in danger?!”

"So that's it. Homeless again."

"Isn't this self-inflicted? Just rebuild the shrine properly from the beginning."

"So, money is very important."

"Why did the topic turn to money all at once?"

“If you have money, you can buy a lot of paper.”

"Want to make a paper house?"

"With paper, you can defeat your enemy."

"That's fine. You don't have to worry about enemies coming to level the shrine anymore."

"After defeating the enemy, you can let them do hard work as much as you like."

"Well, it turns out the real purpose is not to protect the shrine. I kind of understand why your shrine is often destroyed."

"Wu also thinks those guys are too much, don't they?"

"Just half a pound."

"..."

"..."

"So, money..."

"No."

"Woo~"

"It's so fake to cry."

"One hundred thousand gold coins once."

"It's blatantly a flesh-and-blood business!"

"Just because we are acquaintances, we can get a discount."

"No, you can't sell this kind of work to acquaintances, right?"

"I see."

"It turns out that you are so stupid, even strangers can't do it. Please pay attention to your morals!"

"One hundred thousand gold coins, all sold to Wu."

"I would like to buy it if it could be transferred..."

I suddenly lost my strength. Is being with this red and white princess just a matter of endless complaints? What on earth am I here to do? …(To be continued.)