Alice was not the only one who was marching unswervingly in the direction of the Demon King.

As far as Panda knows, Locke has actually gained the reputation of "Demon King" - not long ago, a noble knight lord left the family relationship and found a group of clergymen with a high level to crusade him. The group of clerics was led into a trap by him under the predominant level. He committed a game with soul spells and fell into a group, so he got the title of "the devil who roams the night in the north".

Although the title of this Demon King has slightly more prefixes and a slightly lower level, no matter what, the Demon King is the Demon King, and the gap between existence and non-existence is the most critical.

As for the knight lord, Locke didn't kill him, but just handed him the relics of the group of clerics, and then broke his eight fingers, because there were eight people in the crusade team.

"Your approach is not smart, but I appreciate people with backbone." When he left, he said, "Your injury can be healed by any priest. If you can maintain your backbone, you are welcome. Find someone to attack me again."

Can that knight hold on to this backbone? It is unknown, but Locke's name of "Demon King" has spread like wildfire since then, and he also thanked him more than three times for this.

This method of dealing with the crusade team was Sanyu's suggestion to him.

To gain power in the arena, of course, you need to kill people. But killing people is also very important. Only by killing those powerful people, leaving relatively less powerful people, and promoting your prestige, can you truly establish your prestige.

Killing all the enemies and even the enemies' relatives and friends is naturally powerful, but Locke is not such a person, so he can only retreat.

Destroying the crusade team can reflect his strength, punishing the lord can reflect his calmness, praising the opponent's backbone can reflect his confidence... Only by combining these factors can a formidable demon king image be formed.

"You taught him how to be a demon king?" After learning about this, Panda asked Sanyu in private chat, "Shouldn't I persuade him not to be so extreme?"

"Can someone like him be persuaded?" Sanyu asked back.

Panda thought about it carefully and replied, "Probably not."

"Since I can't persuade him, I can only help him come up with ideas on the basis of his established direction." Sanyu said, "In fact, this is not bad. Although it has a bad reputation, the so-called man can't eat five dishes and five lunches. Ding Cooking, think about it carefully, it’s not impossible to be a demon king.”

"The devil is always the villain, I'm a paladin... To be honest, I'm a little worried."

"Don't worry, if one day, the top officials of the Church of the Suffering God come to you to help fight him, then you can fight him in an upright battle. Anyway, we are immortal, as long as the duel is fair, the outcome is not a problem. ."

Panda sighed softly, he was not as thoughtful as Sanyu.

Compared with Locke's problem, another traverser who is on the road to the devil, the problem is actually more serious.

He is the cold wind, the person who is best at biological research among the traversers.

In the cafeteria of the castle, Sanyu and Hanfeng were sitting on a table with wine and food in front of them, but they were not touched by even a single chopstick.

"I'm really leaving this time." Han Feng sighed and said.

Sanyu looked at him helplessly: "Can't you stop doing those studies?"

"Of course not." Han Feng replied, "My profession is Taboo Scholar, and the core of the profession of Taboo Scholar is bioremediation. If I don't do these researches, then I can't move forward - just relying on daily tasks to grind experience points. , and then the level rises, but there is no corresponding ability, what's the point?"

"This is not a question of meaninglessness. First of all, we must consider good and evil."

"Good and evil?" Han Feng smiled. "Of course I thought about it. I'm a villain, a villain, and a big devil... This has long been a given."

"how could be!"

"Why not?" Cold Wind asked back, "My power is evil, and the direction to improve my power is also evil, and I myself must improve my power, so apart from the evil path, is there any other way for me? choice?"

"What's wrong with living in a castle?" Sanyu asked.

"It's not a question of whether it's good or not, it's a question of willingness or not." Han Feng replied.

"You can also study other professions by yourself. In your system, there are still many good or at least neutral career directions."

"I'm not interested," said Cold Wind, "to be honest, I like cutting, changing, twisting...playing with life like a god, changing them at will like playing with plasticine, and shaping them into what I want. The stuff...that's fun, very fun! I don't want to give up a life like this at all, I'm happy with a life like this."

He didn't give Sanyu a chance to speak, and then said: "However, you are different from me, you can't understand this kind of pleasure, you can't understand this transcendent feeling of controlling and changing your life at will, and you can't feel the beauty of a little bit of technological progress. A sense of accomplishment. You can only see the blood on my hands, and you can only see the evil in my research... This is something that can't be helped, and it is difficult for people like me to be understood. "

"Sanyu, I'm very grateful for your help in keeping my secret, but it won't work like this. What I've done will be known to everyone sooner or later. At that time... my friends probably won't have to do it." Han Feng sighed Tone, "Before that, I'd better leave first. Maybe it's better if we don't meet."

With that, he stood up, turned around and walked out of the cafeteria.

Sanyu sat on the spot, watching him go all the way, shaking his head again and again, and sighing in a low voice.

"Why...it has to be like this?" he muttered to himself.

This morning, the bounty hunter who was punished for trying to blacken his equipment quietly found him and told him: "There is a problem with the laboratory of the cold wind. President, please persuade him."

Sanyu didn't care, and asked, "What's the problem? He ripped the goblin or slime into pieces again, and it's bloody?"

The bounty hunter turned pale and shook his head.

"What's the matter?"

"He...he vivisectioned the Thracian soldier I captured."

Sanyu was stunned. After a few seconds, he hurriedly asked, "Have you told anyone? For example... a panda?"

The bounty hunter said, "How is that possible! It's not like you don't know the captain's temper. Tell him that it's not a big deal!"

So Sanyu rushed to Hanfeng's laboratory. In the corner of the laboratory, he saw a pile of "experimental materials".

It is very similar to the ingredients he has processed, red and white, dead and alive.

He almost vomited, but he still endured the discomfort in his heart and tried to persuade Han Feng to give up this evil research.

As a result, Han Feng decided to leave, but it was useless to persuade him.

Watching him go away, Sanyu did not persuade him through private chat.

Perhaps as Han Feng said, his research is too evil to be tolerated.

Back when I played the game, there was a harmony system, and everyone laughed and didn't care about it. At most, the cold wind was called "Evil Demon King" or something. But when the game becomes a reality, can everyone continue to take it seriously?

Sanyu didn't know, and he didn't dare to try to determine it.

"Maybe... as you said. It's good for everyone..."