In the world of Meng Wang, I became the master of ice

The moon was covered by shadows in the dark sky, and the ancient gray castle stood on a strange cliff.

A disheveled figure rushed into the castle, and the bats in the dark fled away.

"Ahem... I'm finally back. The power of that sword was so terrifying."

Laplace lay weakly on the chair, one hand tightly covering the empty arm on the other side.

Tap

Tap--

Steady footsteps sounded from outside the room. Laplace obviously knew who was coming. There was no expression on his face with a clown mask.

Creak

The door creaked and was slowly pushed open a crack.

A figure in a noble white dress can be seen gradually emerging. This person has a slender figure, elegant and confident, but his face reveals a sinister and cunning look.

His eyes are cold and sharp, as if he can see through everything, and as if he hides endless conspiracies and tricks. The dress on his body is well-cut and the fabric is of fine quality, showing his identity and status.

However, the corners of this person's mouth are always slightly raised, with a sly smile, which makes people feel alert.

"Oh, Laplace, you are back, why did the plan of the Jura Forest fail, and Krummit also..."

It was the Demon King Clement who came. He found out as soon as Laplace entered the castle, so he came here, of course, more to ask about the situation.

But when Clement saw Laplace's appearance clearly, he stopped talking immediately, and his face became extremely ugly.

He walked forward quickly and checked Laplace's injuries.

"Laplace, are you injured? Who hurt you? Did another demon king do it?"

Laplace saw Clayman's concerned look, and a bitter smile appeared on his lips.

"Hey, Clayman, I'm actually fine, but I'm afraid I can't help you with that plan..."

Clayman saw that Laplace didn't look like he was lying, but he couldn't help but point to his empty arm.

"But your arm..."

Laplace also waved his hand indifferently.

"I was hit by a very powerful slash, and that attack has a special corrosive property, so my [Self-Regeneration] is temporarily ineffective."

The tone was slightly relaxed, but with Clayman's smart mind, how could he not see that Laplace was holding on.

"Laplace, tell me who hurt you, and the members of our Moderate Clown Gang will never let him go."

Clayman's tone was sinister, and even more malicious.

"I don't know him either. I only know that he is a very powerful ice elf, who may be related to the Elf Queen... But this is just my guess."

"Don't worry about my business. I will go back to ask the boss to help me heal this injury."

Laplace lay motionless in the chair, his brows furrowed.

"Hmm... Ice elf? An elf?"

Clement's eyes were a little confused.

"Well, Clement, I will leave later. You have been involved in the matter of the Jura Forest. It is very dangerous there now."

"And didn't Krummit die there too?"

Speaking of the news of Krummit's death, Clemens took out a crystal.

After injecting some magic power, the crystal glowed with a faint blue light, and the pictures on it were the last few pictures before Krummit's death.

Clayman stared at the ice giant that appeared in the crystal, and several ghosts who were estimated to be above level A...

"The size of that ice giant...I'm afraid it's the largest monster I've ever seen except for dragons."

"Did the Jura Forest have such monsters according to the previous investigation?"

Clayman's eyes seemed to be able to devour people, and the cold light was also flashing.

Laplace looked at the picture in the crystal in front of him and mourned for Krummit in his heart.

"Oh, of course he ran too fast. I'm really sorry that I didn't notify you. He died so miserably."

When Laplace saw the ice giant in the picture, he couldn't help but fall into silence.

"Could this be caused by that ice elf?"

He still remembers what the ice elf said at the time, and he actually knew so much about their Zhongyong Clown Gang. It's scary to think about it.

"Who is he... I have to report this to the boss

Report."

And with his current injuries, he can only go back to the boss and report the information he got. But what worries him is Clayman.

Laplace looked at Clayman with a gloomy face.

"Clayman, I have to go back to the headquarters first. Remember not to get involved in the Jura Forest. It's best not to provoke that ice elf. He is not someone you can deal with."

Clayman felt a little annoyed when he heard Laplace's warning.

"Laplace, I know my limits. You should go back for treatment first."

Laplace didn't know if Clayman listened to him, but he hoped he would. Recently, after this guy became the Demon King, he has become more and more unscrupulous.

"By the way, the information I got from the merchant in the Eastern Empire last time... the holy relic of the strongest hero, hehe."

Clayman looked at Laplace with a puzzled expression.

"So, do you have any clues? "

Clayman still covets the legendary holy relic. It is said that possessing it can rival the devil.

Laplace stood up from the chair and shook his head at Clayman.

"No, I almost searched the entire forest and couldn't find it. I think you should kill the merchant who sold fake news!"

"After all, the fewer people who know this news, the better..."

Clayman pondered for a while, and understood what Laplace meant. A trace of murderous intent flashed in his eyes.

"Okay."

Before leaving, Laplace patted Clayman on the shoulder and reminded him seriously again.

"Clayman, be quiet while I'm away. Remember what I said. "

Seeing Clayman nod, Laplace let go, a black magic circle appeared under his feet, and his body sank directly into it and left.

Clayman stared blankly at the place where Laplace left, and finally a trace of blood flashed in his eyes.

"Laplace, I am the Demon King now, the invincible Demon King, and they should be afraid..."

"Don't worry, I will make the ice elf who hurt you pay the price."

After a while, a demon knelt respectfully in front of Clayman.

Clayman looked down at the demon on the ground.

"Go, send an invitation to those demon kings, and say that I invite them in the name of Demon King Clayman to discuss the failure of the Demon King breeding plan."

"Yes, master. "

Looking at the demon's back as he left, Clayman poured himself a glass of red wine and took a sip.

A sneer kept coming out of the corner of his mouth.

"As an intelligent demon king, how could I do it myself...haha..."

(Demon King Milim is coming, and you can look forward to the confrontation with Gurensta. What expression will Milim have when she looks at Ramiris? (*´I`*))