Chapter 1696 Anyavelli

"Second place? It's impossible..."

In the dark space, Anyavelli said in a daze with an expression of disbelief.

In the dock hall after completing the trial, Anyavelli saw his name and the results in the illusion from a parchment scroll.

"Anyavelli, currently ranked second, the number of sinner souls collected: 3150, the highest quality sinner souls: the seven-fold filthy soul of a first-order creature, accompanied by 4. The illusion of sin is over."

"Impossible! I have obtained the highest-quality sinner's soul according to General Selron's instructions. What other soul can surpass the soul of the seven deadly sins in quality? The records of the Magic Dock must be wrong!"

He raised his hand, and angrily slapped the parchment in front of him, causing a violent wave of air. The entire space in the magic dock seemed to be trembling with his anger.

In front of him, a golden light glowed on the surface of the sheepskin scroll, and the light turned into a transparent barrier, blocking Anjaveli's front, preventing him from causing any damage to the sheepskin scroll, and he could not even touch the piece in front of him. A seemingly thin scroll of sheepskin.

After venting his anger, Anyavelli stared carefully at the parchment in front of him, and his eyes fell on the top of his own ranking. He really wanted to know who could get a higher ranking than him in the illusion of crime. ranking.

It's a pity that the handwriting there was very blurry, as if there was an inexplicable power, and all the information except Anyavelli was hidden on the parchment, and he couldn't see what was written in other places at all.

"Master Anyavelli, you are the greatest high-level demon, you must have won the first place in the illusion of crime!" Just as Anyavelli was staring at the parchment in front of him, a voice reached his ears .

Outside the magic dock, a low-ranking abyss demon came to Anyavelli and congratulated him.

Anyavelli didn't know this abyssal demon, but he thought it should be a low-level demon who surrendered to him.

Thinking of the results of the illusion recorded on the parchment scroll, the words of compliment from the abyssal demon seemed a bit harsh to Anyavelli's ears.

"You're wrong, I'm not number one in this illusion. In this illusion, I'm only in second place."

Shaking his head, Anyavelli refuted the demon's words and admitted his own shortcomings.

The demon showed a surprised expression: "You are not the first in this trial... You are a great pure-blood demon,

Who better to be number one than you? "

With a cold snort, Anyavelli folded his hands in front of his body and asked, "Besides the behemoth Behemoth, there should be a group of demons who don't know where to enter the illusion this time. When I entered the magic dock After that, are there any other demons entering the illusion?"

"Your subordinates have been waiting outside, Lord Anyavelli. After you entered the dock, no other demons entered." The demon replied respectfully.

"From this point of view, the behemoth behemoth that got the first place in this crime illusion should be the beast...the demons who entered the illusion before, they are not qualified to be the first." Anyavelli analyzed the previous information , draw their own conclusions.

Thinking of this, he let out a cold snort: "Unexpectedly, that Behemoth Beast can collect high-quality sinner souls. As far as I know, those Behemoth Beasts don't have the ability to distinguish good or bad souls. Only the blood demon can do it, it seems that it is just lucky, among the creatures it kills, there happens to be a high-quality sinner's soul."

Listening to Anyavelli's words, the demon nodded thoughtfully.

Anyavelli thought for a while, and asked the demon, "According to the time of entering the illusion, the previous team of demons should have left the illusion space, and I left the magic dock before me. How are they doing now? Captured by you."

"The enemies have all been eliminated." The demon replied quickly.

"Really?" Anyavelli narrowed his eyes and stared carefully at the demon in front of him, "You are not lying, but I can feel that you are hiding something from me."

Anyavelli seemed to have noticed something, and spread the wide black bat wings behind him, almost completely covering the demon in front of him.

Although the words of the demon in front of him passed Anyavelli's lie test, Anyavelli always felt that something was wrong.

A pitch-black flame ignited from Anyavelli's body. At this moment, he showed a powerful aura belonging to the Great Demon.

Under the effect of this aura, the demon seemed to be frightened, his body trembled, and his speech became incoherent, intermittent:

"Master Anyavelli... Among the demons who entered the magic dock first, one of them showed the ability to release the plague, which should be related to the former king of plague. ability to die..."

As he said that, the demon showed a terrified expression, and his body tremblingly approached Anyavelli.

"The King of Plague..." Anyavelli, who has the ability to detect lies, did not doubt what the demon said. He knew that everything the demon said was the truth. Be fascinated by what is in the discourse.

"It is said that the ancient plague king, who was also the first gluttonous king, once led many demons to counterattack the earthly world, causing unimaginable casualties to those hateful humans, but it was a pity that he was killed by a hero born among humans. The powerful power of the plague king is enough to completely destroy the human world."

Anjaville's eyes showed yearning, and his tone became eager.

"It's a pity that I was not born in that era. I didn't witness the achievements of the King of Plague with my own eyes. I just heard about his deeds from those big demons with stronger blood. It is said that the current King of Gluttony did not inherit the name of the King of Plague. Power, if you want to gain the power that belongs to the Lord of Plague, you can only pray to his lost idol..."

Shaking his head, Anyavelli asked the demon: "You just said that those enemies have been dealt with, but what about the demon who can release the plague? Has he also been killed?"

"He was not killed." The demon replied, and now, he was less than one body away from Anyavelli.

"Did he escape... This is a bit difficult for me." The high-ranking demon frowned.

"He didn't run away either." The demon replied.

Anyavelli was taken aback, and just about to say something, he saw a cold light in the demon's eyes.

The next moment, the light curtain formed by the hot magma sprayed towards Anyavelli like a giant red net.