An invincible journey starting from a different race

Looking at the slightly frantic Demia, Death Abyss snorted disdainfully. "Look at you, so panicked! How can you be the Demia I know? Your junior apprentice brother, no matter how powerful he is, no matter how amazing his star magic is, isn't he still an arcanist? As long as he's not an arcanist, how can we not be able to defeat him with the two of us working together? Don't worry, even without you, I can kill him by myself. Just wait for my consciousness to return, and you'll get good news."

After the clone of Death Abyss followed Aesop into the room of the Demon Sealing Stone, it also lost contact with the original body. She had to deal with it there before she could take back the separated consciousness.

"Hehe~" Death Abyss stretched lazily, "Then I'll just wait for my separated consciousness to return magnificently~ Oh, it really came back?"

Demia immediately stood up from the chair, staring straight at Death Abyss: "What's wrong?!"

"Don't be impatient." Death Abyss said lazily, "My consciousness has just returned. I still need to absorb it... Well, I'm receiving it. Let me see how my clone beat up your junior brother... Eh?"

Death Abyss's expression suddenly changed before he finished speaking.

"I'm sorry!"

Her huge body suddenly curled up on the ground, and her expression became extremely painful.

"What's wrong?!" Demia was shocked by Death Abyss's reaction. "What happened?"

Death Abyss covered his lower abdomen, feeling the consciousness transmitted back by his clone, and was about to collapse.

"What the hell is going on?" Death Abyss said through gritted teeth, "Why does he have the status of a mythical creature?"

The advantage of letting the clone go out to do things is that the original body will not be threatened in any way.

The downside is that once you decide to recover the consciousness of the clone, the original body will have to go through everything the clone has experienced, and this process cannot be stopped.

So, Demia could only watch Death Abyss go crazy there.

"This damn guy, come and fight! Who is afraid of who?"

"Why are you playing with conch shells again? Can you, damned junior brother, use some fair and honest means?"

"No... I'm restrained, but I'm the Demon King! How can I fall here?!"

"Trying to defeat me with a missionary stance... Impossible! Absolutely impossible!"

"What the hell is this weird fighting style?! How come I've never seen it before?!"

"Fuck me! I'm the Demon King! How can I let you pin me down and beat me? Don't you think I have any dignity?!"

"Even if it's just once, I must be on top!"

Demia just watched Death Abyss perform a one-man show there for half a day, and finally collapsed to the ground, staring blankly at the ceiling with lifeless eyes, looking like he had been played to pieces.

Although he didn't know what happened exactly, after listening to what Death Abyss said, Demia could guess it almost exactly.

Obviously, you didn't listen, so you got... that.

Demia walked cautiously to the side of Death Abyss, squatted down, looked at Death Abyss that was about to be broken, and asked in a low voice.

"Are you ok?"

Death Abyss turned his head, looked at Demia, and asked weakly, "What do you think?"

Demia was silent for a moment, then smiled dryly, "It seems my junior brother has improved. He was only one, two, three before, but now he can fight you, the Demon King, for three hundred rounds."

After hearing this, Death Abyss immediately sat up, grabbed Demia and stuffed it into his mouth.

"You treacherous siblings!" Death Abyss roared, "I'm going to kill both of you bastards!"

Demia quickly erected a barrier to avoid being swallowed by the Death Abyss.

"Calm down, calm down," Demia said. "No one wants this to happen."

"Don't tell me if you want to or not!" Death Abyss waved his hand and said through gritted teeth, "I'm going to send troops to destroy Dream Demon Town!"

"You'd better not get sick." Demia sighed and said, "Alright, alright, it's not your real body anyway. Isn't it good enough that your real body isn't hurt?"

"But my consciousness is no longer pure!"

"...You, a demon king, still care about this?"

Death Abyss thought about it and it seemed to be true.

"Besides, haven't we achieved our goal?" Demia smiled. "No matter what the process was, whether you were the attacker or he was the attacker, didn't we collect his sample? Think about it, with this, I can further my research, and then won't you be successfully elected? If you think about it this way, doesn't this sacrifice seem insignificant?"

"...It seems that what you said is true."

"Then what are we waiting for?" Demia spread his hands and said, "Hurry and bring out the sample."

Death Abyss curled his lips, then endured the discomfort and began to look for signs of battle on the clone.

But as she searched, she became stunned.

"What's wrong?" Demia felt a little uneasy again from the expression of Death Abyss.

Death Abyss raised his head and stared blankly at the ceiling.

Then I burst into tears instantly.

"Your bastard junior brother!"

"And they even took protective measures!"

Aesop 151!!!

Aesop looked at Demia, and Demia was also looking at Aesop.

But things were different from half an hour ago. Demia's identity had been exposed, and Aesop had successfully defeated the hateful demon king in the small dark room and came out of the magic stone.

So now Aesop can call upon his magic power and is almost back to his peak form.

The reason why it was almost successful was because the battle in the small dark room just now was quite intense, so much so that my kidney was injured.

But even so, one more battle would definitely be more than enough, and Demia here was just a clone, and there was no way he could compete with him.

Therefore, the clone Demia now only feels weak, pitiful, helpless, and...

"Do you have anything else to say, Senior Sister?" Aesop asked.

Demia raised his hand: "Wait, let me think about how to quibble."

"Okay, think about it." Aesop was not in a hurry. After all, Demia's clone could not make any big waves here.

Demia thought for a moment and said, "Actually, we're from the same school, so there's no need for things to get so awkward, right?"

"But you defected from the academy."

"Then how can that be considered defection?" Demia said, somewhat dissatisfied. "I clearly graduated from a legitimate university, I just took on a less-than-honorable job. Don't try to smear my innocence. And if you must, you're the one who defected from the academy."

Aesop said, "I'm just taking a leave of absence to experience life. It's considered social practice, not defection. Don't tarnish my innocence."

Demia looked at Aesop, and Aesop was looking at her.

"Indeed," Demia agreed. "So, it seems we're all good students who respect our teachers, and we're all motivated by academic research, which may be inconsistent with the academy's philosophy... But our original intentions are good. Do you agree with that? Think about it, I'm not a bad person. Even though I live with the Demon King, I'm essentially just trying to do research and earn some gold."

Aesop thought about it and felt that there was nothing wrong with what Demia said, so he nodded: "You are right."

"In that case, is there anything we can't talk about?" Demia said, "I'm asking you for the seed seriously. Can't you consider it?"

Aesop shook his head: "No."

"why not."

"I don't want to be a father yet."

"...No one asked you to be a father! This is all for research, for research!" Demia raised a finger. "How about this? Don't you like incubi? I can create incubi myself. Whatever incubi you like, I'll create a clone of it for you. How about that? You see, my clones are all real people, much more interesting than puppets or something."

Aesop shook his head.

"why?"

Aesop said seriously, "Then there would be no fun in exploring."

Demia: “…”

"Do you have anything else to say?" After all, she was his senior sister, and apart from wanting his child, she really had no other bad intentions. Moreover, every time she came to trick him, it seemed like she was giving him benefits, so Aesop was still very polite to Demia.

Demia felt like there was really nothing left to discuss, so he asked, "Then could you let me take this ancient instrument back? After all, it's quite expensive. I can't afford to accompany my wife and lose my soldiers."

Aesop looked back at the instrument behind him and felt that this thing was really of no use to him. After all, it was too big to carry with him. But he couldn't give it back for nothing, so he spread his hands towards Demia.

"What?" Demia didn't understand what Aesop meant.

Aesop said, "You should bring something to exchange. I can't make this trip in vain."

...Where the hell did you come for nothing? Didn't you give Abyss's clone and I a beating?!

But there was no way. Facing Aesop, Demia always felt powerless.

"Then I'll give you this hat and this staff. Although they're replicas, they're not cheap." Demia pointed at his hat and staff. "You've been using your bare hands since leaving the academy. Although you're certainly strong, you're still a bit weak without equipment. This hat has some special effects. You'll see once you get it."

Aesop nodded in agreement.

"Okay, I'll come back tomorrow to collect it!" Demia spread his hands, looking resigned. "Then let's get started!"

A moment later, Aesop was the only one left in the room. Demia and the clone of Death Abyss had disappeared.

Aesop took the hat left by Demia, looked at it for a while, but couldn't figure out what it was, so he put it on his head and wanted to study it.

Just then, the door behind him opened and Stank walked out with a lost look on his face.

Stank didn't even know what he was going through.

In the room he was in just now, he returned to his childhood, when he only dared to hide in the corner and secretly covet the beautiful maid.

But now, he doesn't need it anymore.

He stayed with the beautiful maid and began to live a shameless life.

At first, he thought he had the whole world.

But gradually, he found that his whole world consisted of the maid and the castle in his home which was not small but definitely not big.

They were having a mad happy, happy, happy time in the castle.

But I can only be happy.

On his way, Happy looked outside the castle, his heart was filled with uncontrollable restlessness, the urge to go outside.

At that moment, he suddenly realized what he really wanted.

The image of the female knight lingered in his mind, but he could not find her in the castle.

So, he regretted it.

The moment the thought of regret came to mind, the scene disappeared and the door opened.

Looking at the dark room, Stank felt extremely uncomfortable.

He knew that he had already lost.

So he walked out slowly, saw a dark figure wearing a hat in front of him, then smiled bitterly and took out a cigarette.

"I lost," Stank said softly. "You're right. Even I can't easily see through my own heart. I thought what I wanted most in my childhood was the beautiful maid at home, but I overlooked that what I wanted most was... freedom."

Stank exhaled a puff of smoke, looking very vicissitudes of life.

"In other words, I thought I only liked women, all kinds of women. But that's not the case. What I prefer is a life of freedom, where I can find women whenever I want. Also, a life where I can embark on an unknown adventure with like-minded people and discover something. So in a sense, my brothers who accompany me on adventures are also the most important people in my life."

As he spoke, Stank seemed to begin to recall the past, and tears unconsciously welled up in the corners of his eyes.

"I lost, and I accept the loss." Stank looked at the black figure in the hat with a relieved smile. "But please don't tell them what I just said. Digging into your inner self is really too embarrassing... What the hell, Aesop?!"

A few minutes later, Jer came out of the room, looking lost.

When he saw a dark figure wearing a hat nearby, he walked up with a wry smile.

“I lost…”

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"Stank, Jer, Ganqiu...what happened to the three of them?" Medori asked Klim in a low voice.

"I don't know." Kelimu turned to look at the three smoking people on the other side and shook his head slightly puzzledly. "They have been like this since they came back this morning."

"Is this what happened last night?"

"I don't know. I didn't go either," said Lim. "It was Aesop who went with him."

"But Aesop looks like nothing happened." Medori said puzzledly, "He was playing with his toys normally this morning."

"Huh?" Kelimu didn't react immediately and asked aloud, "What toy?"

Medori glanced at Klim and said, "Ms. Noren."