Tot Musica, the Song Demon King, a creature sealed within a special musical score.
No, "creature" was not an accurate term. No one could say for certain whether this thing was even a living being. Records concerning the Song Demon King were exceedingly scarce.
It could only be said that it was inextricably connected to Devil Fruits, a tangible manifestation similar to the "devils" sealed within the fruits.
In an unknown era, the Song Demon King had once appeared and caused
"They're hidden. All under the bed." Liang Long answered cooperatively, gazing innocently at the beautiful policewoman before him, while her smooth, delicate body—one he had just thoroughly admired from every angle downstairs—flashed through his mind.
Irritated beyond measure, she sat up from the bed and climbed onto the roof again. Though tonight's moon did not seem particularly close, it still shone brightly.
Although the mature landlady had already heard twice about Liang Long sweeping away all the high-quality jade rough from Zhang Ce's shop, then betting Zhang Ce that nothing but worthless stones remained, she was still doubtful.
However, Liang Long's current bloodline purity was still far from sufficient to grant him permission to reset the escape pod's functions.
Bai Moqing gripped the armrests tightly. Only he knew how much the places in his palms, where his own nails had earlier gouged the flesh to a bloody pulp, now hurt.
Wei Ding Tian could not relax. There were still many people behind him who needed his protection. He could not give up, nor did he dare to. Heavenly Emperor Shi had declared that he would hold a Martial Arts Tournament. If the genius martial artists of the various factions could defeat Myriad Emperor City's martial artists, Heavenly Emperor Shi would enter seclusion for ten years and would also take