Chapter 150 More Arrogant than the Lord of Arrogance
The Eyeless Demon’s face was full of horror as if he had seen a ghost, and his pale forehead was covered with cold sweat.
Little brother, do you want to see what you summoned? !
Beside the silver-haired boy, a virtual image of a tall, silver-haired man wearing a silver-white robe appeared.
The man's silver-white hair reaches his waist, and his handsome and indifferent face is enough to drive any human being crazy. He is like the most perfect creature, with six pairs of wings spread out behind his back.
The terrifying sense of oppression made the air feel heavy.
The Eyeless Demon wished he could kneel down to the silver-haired man immediately.
Even if Lord Sariel himself comes, he has to bow his head and beg for mercy!
Yeats was also in a daze. Looking at the silver-haired man's profile, he was shocked.
He's almost as handsome as me?
The stern look on his face like an emperor, the arrogance of a demon king, and every strand of his silver hair have been carefully carved, making him a character worthy of being recorded in the history of human game modeling.
This is the Lord of Hell, Lucifer, known as "Little Brother"!
The story of Lucifer spread widely.
Formerly known as Lucifer, he was a ruthless man who dared to show his face to God, led the angels to fight against the kingdom of God, and climbed to the throne of hell alone after falling into hell.
The King of the Wild Hunt had mentioned Lucifer to Yeats earlier, but the way he appeared made Yeats confused and thought:
"Why can the guardian phantom beast summon Lucifer as a phantom beast..."
The Eyeless Demon was a hundred times more shocked than Yeats.
The illusions summoned by the 'Guardian Phantom Beast' are all kinds of strange, but they are often a true reflection of the summoner's inner world.
Looking around at the silver-haired boy and Lucifer, who was standing coldly, the Eyeless Demon was in a strange mood.
The true reaction of your inner world is the Lord of Hell, right?
You kid, you are quite arrogant!
In the Eyeless Demon's eye sockets, the two eyes belonging to the 'Evil Eye' Sariel shot out a purple death gaze.
Lucifer's vision drew out a thin sword that was as bright as the morning star, and slashed lightly.
The power of the sword seemed to be able to cut even light.
The suffocation of death enveloped the Eyeless Demon. His face was horrified, and a horrifying scream escaped from his throat. However, his body became stiff and he could only watch the silver sword getting closer and closer!
Bah~
The Eyeless Demon hugged the bleeding face and screamed:
"How is it possible?! How could the illusion have such power! Both you and the Lord of Arrogance have silver hair , what is the origin!”
Yeats looked at the sky.
The words of the Eyeless Demon reminded myself.
Lucifer, as the Lord of Hell, is not yet clear whether he is an enemy or a friend.
However, he and the Holy Light have already formed a deadly feud, and Lucifer has a deadly feud with the Holy Light. The enemy's enemy is half an ally.
If conditions permit, you can establish friendship with Lucifer and try your hand at making friends...
Having said that.
The guardian phantom beast can exert such a powerful force, which really surprised Yeats.
But this power cannot appear out of thin air.
Yeats narrowed his eyes slightly, staring at Lucifer's back, and a bold speculation came to his mind.
Zheng! Zheng! Zheng!
Lucifer's illusion slashed out the sword light, elegant and deadly, like the flow of mercury.
Although the Eyeless Demon has a pair of Sariel's eyes, it can only be crushed by one side, with more and more scars on its body, and finally let out a sigh.
"I don't believe that someone can summon the Lord of Arrogance. This must be an illusion. I don't believe it!"
Boom!
The Eyeless Demon fell in a pool of blood, dying miserably.
But in his eye sockets, the two eyeballs belonging to the 'Evil Eye' Sariel have not lost their vitality. Instead, they popped out like springs. The two eyeballs went one behind the other, trying to escape. .
Lucifer's vision leaned over to pick up the two eyeballs, put them in his hands and looked at them.
Seeing that he seemed to have independent consciousness, Yeats tried to talk to him:
"How come you became my fantasy beast?"
"Lucifer" spoke with an indifferent voice: "Guess Guess."
This tone did not sound like a cold and arrogant master, but it reminded Yeats of a familiar figure.
Yeats was shocked by his own thoughts, and his tone was weird and authentic:
"Are you... the goddess of mist?"
"Lucifer" turned his head and stared at Yeats calmly.
After a while, the fog covering his face dissipated, and a series of crisp laughter sounded. Yeats looked at the tall figure and opened his eyes wide in shock.
Smoky gray slightly curly long hair hangs down to her slender waist. The tall beauty is wearing a silk robe, her dark eyes are full of charm, and she has a pleasant smile on her face.
"Ah ha, I was discovered by you~"
Yeats was stunned for a moment and said incoherently: "No, wait a minute, aren't you Daisy?!"
The figure standing in front of him, Astonishingly, it was Daisy, the Saint of the Mist, who had met him once at the Mist Festival!
Yeats was shocked...but she called herself the Goddess of Mist, so what happened?
Daisy rolled her eyes at Yeats charmingly, pursed her lips and smiled softly:
"Can't you see it yet? Otherwise, how could you become the God's Chosen One, and how could I appear here?"
That's it.
When all the clues came together, Yeats suddenly understood.
No wonder after Daisy tasted the snake-necked turtle stew, the Goddess of the Mist chose herself as the chosen one.
No wonder I can summon Lucifer as a fantasy beast... Yeats said:
"So, you pretended to be the Lord of Arrogance to deceive Sariel's followers?"
"This is only part of the reason."
Daisy crossed her arms, the ravines were white, He said seriously:
"The guardian fantasy beast can reflect your heart, and arrogance is a true reflection of your heart!"
Yeats: "..."
Then why was the Lord of Lust not summoned?
What a pity...
Daisy turned out to be the human body of the Goddess of the Mist, which was beyond Yeats's expectation, but thanks to her, this trip to Pan's Labyrinth was a surprise. risk.
Yeats sincerely thanked her.
Daisy blinked her dark eyes: "I should be the one to thank you...Thanks to you, I was able to find these ownerless gods."
"Unowned divinity?" Yeats was stunned, "You mean, Pan's divinity?"
Daisy nodded and looked back at the altar with a look of regret.
"Pan is dead."
Daisy said to Yeats:
"After his death, the Holy Light will degrade him into a devil. He He won’t be the first to die, nor will he be the last.”
There was a hint of sympathetic sadness in Daisy's tone.
Yeats originally thought that Pan was the evil god of hell, but the fact did not seem to be as simple as what was recorded in the book.
"The death of Pan means the decline of the ancient gods and the end of an era of worshiping nature." Daisy said slowly, "And the arrival of another era."
"As for whether this era is light or dark..."
Daisy raised her dark eyes, reflecting the figure of the silver-haired boy, and smiled slightly:
"Yeats, it depends on your generation of humans."
During the conversation, fog spread around her, greedily devouring the remaining divinity in the labyrinth.
Boom!
The altar suddenly cracked, and a panpipe-shaped musical instrument floated from it, with waves of tranquility and peace lingering on it.
Yeats looked surprised when he saw the panpipe held by the mist, slowly falling into his hands.
"Pan's Flute: Epic. The panpipe made of reeds by Pan, the faun. When the wind blows, it will play a sad tune. The flute can be used to calm conflicts, hypnotize creatures, and heal injuries. Enchantment: Afternoon of the Faun. "
"Afternoon of the Faun: The country music played by Pan's flute can increase the yield of crops within the casting range within a year."
"This is for you, Ye. "Zhi." Daisy smiled slightly, "Just treat it as a greeting gift."
Ye Zhi's eyes lit up.
This is a magical tool for farming. It is more effective than fertilizer.
No loss, no evaporation, Chenshuangling food no longer needs to be imported!
(End of this chapter)