Black flames rose from the cracks in the ground, and through the cracks that were getting bigger and bigger,
You can vaguely see another world inside
Tang Song's spiritual consciousness passed through this increasingly large gap,
You can see that inside is a lifeless world with only darkness and magma and an extremely harsh environment.
The charred land was filled with flowing lava rivers, and countless bizarre monsters were roaming on the barren charred land!
"hell!?"
Tang Song's spiritual consciousness radiated several kilometers through the cracks in the magic circle.
As far as his spiritual consciousness could see, on the several kilometers of charred land, there were hundreds of thousands of demons living densely packed together.
The charred land was full of cracks and red lava. Little demons like zombies were walking around unconsciously.
From time to time, a demon would fall into the boiling magma and turn into a wisp of green smoke.
The sky was also filled with densely packed demons with flesh membranes. These demons hovered in the air, and from time to time they would pounce and grab a small demon on the ground with their sharp claws.
A group of winged demons pounced over and scrambled to tear the food in its hand. In an instant, black and purple blood spread all over the air.
The harsh environment and the monsters fighting all the time made Tang Song doubt whether the undead wizard opened a passage to hell before he died.
The magic circle cast down a beam of light, leading directly to this world, a world without any light, only illuminated by the fire of the magma sea, the abyss hell. The beam of light cast by this magic circle is extremely eye-catching.
Countless demons surrounded the pillar of light, encircling it from top to bottom, like a straw covered with sugar and crawling with dense ants.
Tang Song tried to slash out two sword energies to cut off the bluestone slabs under the black market, but the magic circle condensed by the black fire still stubbornly floated on the ground even without the support of the ground.
Waves of demonic whispers and roars were heard from the magic circle.
"Boss! Please leave first! Kane and I will handle this!"
Listening to the roar coming closer and closer from the flames of the magic circle, Lai En drew his rapier from his waist and pulled Tang Song behind him.
At the same time, he reprimanded the training camp gunmen: "Escort the boss away! Quickly!"
"No need!" Tang Song's spiritual consciousness came into close contact with the teleportation light column that broke through the magic circle. Feeling the strength of the teleportation light column, he had an idea in his mind.
He smiled slightly and waved his hand. With a wave of his hand, four ghost bone banners rose from the four corners of the Troll Black Market and flew in front of him.
Tang Song waved his fingers together, and four white bone banners fell around the magic circle.
The white bone banner fluttered, black air descended, and suddenly the Black and White Impermanence, the Ox-Headed and Horse-Faced Impermanence, along with dozens of ghosts and gods, and hundreds of ghost soldiers appeared in formation.
These ghosts and gods covered in black mist are all products of the White Bone Banner's restriction. Theoretically, as long as the White Bone Banner is not broken, these ghosts and gods will remain immortal.
A group of evil spirits and ghosts surrounded the magic circle.
That's not all. Tang Song slapped his five-yin wallet.
The wallet was opened, and in the black vortex, hundreds of white jade-like beads poured out from the wallet opening, rolling all over the floor.
With the sound of clicking, the falling jade beads seemed like Transformers.
From thumb-sized beads, they transformed into skeleton monsters that were more than two meters tall, breathing out phosphorous fire.
These skeleton monsters, whose bones are as hard as iron and spew poisonous smoke from their mouths, stood at the end of the ranks of the ghost soldiers.
Some skeleton monsters pounced directly onto the ceiling, and their sharp bone claws pierced into the stone top of the ceiling like cutting tofu, overlooking the magic circle spewing black flames from top to bottom.
The ghosts and gods transformed by the restriction of the white bone banner, plus hundreds of skeleton monsters, thousands of ghost soldiers and generals surrounded the magic circle.
“Bang!”
Tang Song, who was stroking his chin and wondering whether the number of manpower was safe, turned around.
All the ghost soldiers and gods followed his gaze and turned back.
A Southeast Asian gunman from a training camp, trembling, bent down to pick up his gun. Seeing the gazes of countless ghosts and gods, he gave Tang Song an expression that was uglier than crying:
"Boss, I didn't mean to..."
Not only him, but all the gunmen who came out of the training camp originally thought they were brave enough, but they were faced with these undead creatures and living skeletons.
These gunmen who claimed to have reached the limits of human physical fitness all felt their hands and feet were a little sore.
Tang Song waved his hand and said:
"Lian, Kane, we don't need you here anymore. Take them to search this troll black market. We have to bring back some loot after our trip!"
"Boss! You..."
Lai En was about to say something when he saw those ghosts and skeleton monsters. It seemed that he could not help much here.
He swallowed what he was about to say, nodded to Tang Song, and took orders to lead a group of gunmen to start plundering the entire troll black market.
... ... .
“Buzz!”
Tang Song turned around and sat on the chair, stroking the trembling tiger head.
A black, hornless dragon as thick as a bucket coiled like a snake at the side, spitting out cores in the direction of the magic circle.
The spiritual consciousness sensed that the densely packed demons in the magic array transmission channel were about to pour out.
Tang Song thought about it, snapped his fingers, and a brass bell shot out. The bell flew above the magic circle, with the mouth facing downward, spinning slowly.
With every rotation, the bell doubled in size. After seven or eight rotations, a huge golden bell was suspended in the air above the magic circle.
laugh!
Just as Tang Song lit up a new cigar and took two puffs, a sharp scratching sound like nails scratching on glass came from the magic circle.
Then, an arm with black claws emerged from the sharp edge of the magic circle.
A monster with fleshy wings, resembling Gollum from the Lord of the Rings, emerged from the red cracks in the magic circle, smelling the flesh and scent of human souls.
It opened its mouth, which was covered with barbed fangs, and roared.
"when!"
The winged demon crawled out of the passage and was about to flap its fleshy wings to take off and inspect its new hunting ground when a bell rang above its head.
The soul-soothing ban of the Great Wilderness Bell echoed with the sound of the bell.
With a thud, the demon felt dizzy and fell directly to the ground.
Black air hung down from four bone banners, which wrapped around the demon's flesh, limbs, and head, and pulled hard.
The unconscious demon was torn into pieces, and the purple-black demon's blood and internal organs were splattered all over the ground.
However, the four bone banners did not seem to mind. After dividing up the big head of the demon's corpse, strands of black gas hung down, and even the steaming purple-black internal organs on the ground were not spared and were rolled into the banners.
There were bursts of chewing sounds coming from the bone banner...
The appearance of this winged demon seemed to break some kind of calm. Accompanied by bursts of shrill screams, another large group of winged demons crawled out from the cracks in the lava ground.
"when!"
The Great Wilderness Bell rang, the bell sounded,
These demons just crawled out from the hell dimension,
The demons with fleshy wings and flesh membranes were stretching out and fell headfirst to the ground one after another.
The black gas from the White Bone Banner was like rain, rolling up the corpses of one demon after another and swallowing them whole into the banner.
Seven or eight, dozens, hundreds... .
Winged winged membrane
A fallen demon that looks like a zombie, holding an iron chain in his hand.
Like a ghost, a possessed demon transformed into a wisp of black smoke.
Under the Great Wilderness Bell, this kind of incorporeal demon was the most tragic, and was directly dissipated by the sound of the bell.
The world on this side of the passage seems to have an indescribable temptation to the devil. The entrance of the magic circle is only about three meters.
There were seven or eight demons that squeezed out instantly. God knows how they got here.
However, these demons transformed into canned sardines did not have time to breathe the sweet air of the human world. As soon as they crawled out of the passage, their souls were harvested with the sound of bells.
The flesh and blood turned into nourishment for the ghost bone banner.
Inside the Ghost Bone Banner, spiritual patterns quickly took shape under the nourishment of the flesh and blood of these demons, and began to generate a series of restrictions.
As the white bone banners devoured more and more demons, the four ghost white bone banners began to grow slowly but visibly like bamboo joints...
The ghosts and ghost soldiers who were surrounding the magic circle and preparing to wipe out the fish that had escaped the net, their originally illusory bodies also became more and more restricted by the white bone banner.
It began to become clearly visible, and even the armor on its body began to solidify.
“Dangdangdang—”
As time passed, the speed at which demons were spewing out of the magma cracks in the magic circle became faster and faster, and in the end it was almost as fast as an assembly line.
The sound of bells continued, and even the chewing sounds on the four bone banners disappeared. Often, black air hung down, rolled up seven or eight demons, and just sent them into the banner body,
Soon after, more demons emerged from the ground, and the sound of the Great Wilderness Bell became one...
A large number of demon corpses soon accumulated on the ground, piled up like a small hill.
Some skeleton demons had to act as coolies, carrying the corpses of these demons out, and groups of three or five devoured the flesh and blood of these demons on the periphery.
Even in the end, Tang Song had to take action himself and sacrifice the four ghost bone banners to help them digest the demon corpses rolled into the banners.
Under Tang Song's sacrifice, the restrictions in the four ghost bone banners quickly took shape, and the creepy chewing sound began to echo in this dilapidated black market again.
One hour, two hours, three hours...
... ... ..
"Commander, this is it!"
In a basement of the Troll Black Market, a training camp gunman who discovered this place led Ryan and Kane here.
Lai En looked at the security door in front of him, which was made of pure steel, just like the main door of the vault, and was a little surprised...
He stepped forward and took a look at the combination lock on the vault door, the fingerprint lock...
"How about it, can you open it?"
Kane walked forward, touched the cold steel door, and asked Xiang Lai En.
"No, this kind of security door requires a specific fingerprint and password. I can decipher the password, but fingerprints are very troublesome!" Lai En shook his head.
"I'll make a phone call and ask them to get some locksmith experts over!"
Ryan made a phone call, and in less than half an hour, the gunmen in the field escorted the two best lock-picking experts in New York to the scene.
Two lock-picking experts were brought to the vault door and had their hoods taken off.
"May I have your name?"
Lai En looked at the white man in his fifties in front of him and asked.
"Sir, my name is Steve!" Out of professional habit, Steve secretly looked around.
He and his companions are the most powerful thief gang in New York.
Steve's skills in opening safes and safe deposit boxes are well-known throughout the New York underground world.
He once opened the safe of a private bank in three minutes, and he and his companions stole millions of dollars from the safe in twenty minutes, thus becoming famous in the New York underworld.
This time, when he and his accomplices were planning to steal a sum of gold, someone showed up at their door.
I originally thought that I was discovered by the police.
The two of them were feeling anxious.
As a result, several gunmen took out a business card and asked him for help. He was blindfolded and brought here.
Steve still remembers the panic on his companion's face when he saw the business card.
"Don't worry, I just ask you two to open the door of this vault!"
Lai En clapped his hands, signaling to the two lock-picking experts not to worry, and the gunman at the side brought the prepared tools.
Electric drills, welding guns, cutting gears, endoscopes, and various lock-picking tools are also available...
With the help of two lock-picking experts, the heavy steel door was opened in less than ten minutes!
After unlocking the safe door of the vault, the two lock-picking experts tactfully turned their backs.
After all, I have been in New York for so many years, and my colleagues who are not tactful have either gone to jail or hell.
"Prepare a thank-you gift and send the two gentlemen back!"
Ryan gestured towards the gunmen.
The gunman who sent two lock-picking experts put the black hoods on them again and helped them out of the basement.
Kane walked forward, grabbed the turntable of the vault door, twisted it hard, and pulled it outward. Soon, the solid security steel door, which was thirty centimeters thick, was opened.
The moment the steel door was opened, there was a dazzling golden color inside.
Ryan, Kane entered the vault with several gunmen from the training camp.
On rows of oak shelves, small partitions were made of oak boards. Stacks of palm-sized square gold ingots sparkled against the black oak boards, a light unique to wealth.
Lai En picked up two pieces at random and knocked them gently. The pleasant sound echoed in the vault.
"The purity is not very high, it should be privately minted gold!"
Ryan walked back and forth between the rows of oak shelves, counting the amount and making an estimate in his mind, "There are about fifty tons in this vault!"
After the gold is purified, its value is about 3 billion US dollars.
A troll black market that has been operating exclusively for hundreds of years cannot have only this much money...
Soon Ryan found some stacked oak boxes behind the row of oak shelves.
Lai En took down a large oak box, which was one meter long, one meter wide and half a meter high. He threw it on the ground.
The box was not locked. Lai En opened the lid and all the jewels and treasures immediately rushed out of the box.
There were countless gems in the box, some of which were at least the size of pigeon eggs, and some were as big as fists.
Red, blue, yellow, green, and diamonds of various colors, most of these gems are unpolished raw stones.
There are at least a dozen boxes of this size here. The value of the jewels in these boxes alone is not inferior to the gold on the shelf.
Lai En opened some boxes of other sizes, some of which were filled with old silver coins and gold coins.
There were also boxes filled with strange animal skins and bones, and some objects emitting energy fluctuations that were packed separately.
A knight's cross sword with a distinct Vatican style, a magic staff, and a parchment scroll with inexplicable words...
Many orcs who come to the black market to trade do not have human identities, so bartering has been popular in the troll black market for hundreds of years.
Gold and silver are the hard currency here, followed by precious items such as gems, and some animal furs...
Don't underestimate these inconspicuous dark races. They can survive in an environment dominated by humans, so they must be quite capable.
Just like the dwarves live in the mines in the mountains, they are good at metallurgy, and most of the gold mined from the mines is taken to this black market for processing.
For hundreds of years, the trolls have made a fortune by relying on this black market. However, the entire troll clan can be said to have worked for Tang in vain for hundreds of years!
... ... ...
Three hours later, the black flame that Urnos had started at the cost of a life box gradually faded from thick to thin, from large to small.
The lava cracks opened up by the magic circle were also shrinking little by little.
The witchcraft of summoning demons is an advanced spell even among dark wizards.
After all, the demons in hell are bloodthirsty and soul-eating beings.
Many dark wizards are often devoured by demons just after they summon them.
After all, for demons, as long as it's a living thing, it's fine; they are not picky about food.
According to common sense, Urnos burned one of his life boxes, breaking the dimensional rift, and the demons summoned could not only destroy the world,
With so many tough and strong demons numbering tens of thousands, it can be said that the entire New York is turned into a real city of chaos.
Hundreds of thousands of people shed blood...
Even if the federal government dispatched a full-scale army, it would not be an easy task to eliminate these demons.
After all, some demons are not afraid of human thermal weapons at all.
But these demons were in big trouble when they met Tang and Song, who had no martial ethics at all.
The sound of the Great Wilderness Bell can be said to be the nemesis of demons!
As soon as these demons stepped out of the cracks in the ground, they were instantly harvested like leeks, one crop after another...
The demons from the abyss come to the human world only to covet human souls.
Boss Tang swung his sickle, not sparing the souls and flesh of these demons...
Tang Song watched as the crack shrank to less than half a meter, and the number of demons coming out of the crack also began to decrease sharply.
He made hand gestures and changed them, trying to freeze this latitude crack.
He tried more than a dozen forbidden formations from Buddhism, Taoism and Demonism, but the latitudinal crack was still shrinking.
Obviously there are some reasons that he is not aware of. Every profession has its own specialties.
Seeing that the closure of the latitude rift was a foregone conclusion, Tang Song casually put away the Great Wilderness Bell that had been ringing for three hours.
Under the ghost and bone banner!
A group of ghost soldiers in full armor, led by a group of ghost generals who had solidified into entities, stepped forward to slaughter the fish that had escaped the cracks.
A tall demon with a head and two arms like sickles squeezed out from a crack less than half a meter wide.
It seems that most of the bones in his body are broken.
After this powerful sickle demon came to the human world, it let out a triumphant and piercing scream.
Before it could feel proud for long, two expressionless ghost soldiers stepped forward, raised their spears and stabbed the demon with sickle-shaped arms to death.
The white bone banner dropped black air, which drew the demon into the banner.
At this time, the four ghost bone banners had more detailed bones on the turned over side, and the pictures of ghosts and gods feasting on the banners were also clearer.
The white bone flagpole is as crystal-like as jade, and each section is like a bamboo joint.
If you count carefully, there are twenty-two sections on the skeleton pole except the one due east.
The other three white bone banners had grown twenty bone joints.
"Boss! We found the vault of the Troll Black Market. Inside the vault..."
Lai En came to Tang Song and reported to him about the valuables he found in the troll black market.
"so much?!"
Tang Song was also a little surprised. He touched the tiger's head and asked Xiang Lai'en:
"How about we take over this voice?"
Lai En thought about it for a while and felt a little embarrassed: "Boss, after what happened this time, I'm afraid these dark creatures won't trust us anymore?"
Tang Song smiled and said, "It's okay. We won't show up. You can choose a new address and ask Selina to show up. Then ask Lucien to find some strong werewolves to support the scene!"
"The Troll Black Market is ruined. I think the dark creatures in New York must need a place to trade!"
Lai En nodded in understanding: "I understand, boss!"
"Also, this troll black market has lost its magic barrier. It's such a large area and in a good location. Let's go back to the city government and ask them to take over this piece of land and turn it into a residential area."
"Is there a deed to this land in the troll's vault?"
Tang Song said impatiently: "Forget it, go get one later and call our governor in my name.
Give him two components, and he will take care of the rest!"
"Understood, Boss!"
"laugh!"
The harsh sound of glass rubbing interrupted the conversation between Boss Tang and his trusted butler.
The two turned around and saw that there was only a red line left on the ground where the magic circle was. A big hole was torn open in the lava ground, and a pair of thick arms crawled out by grabbing the ground.
A demon nearly three meters tall, with four long horns on his head, countless scales on his body and a long dragon tail behind his butt, crawled out of the crack.
With a loud bang, the demon crawled out of the ground and dragged out a heavy three-pronged fork from behind. It roared, swung the three-pronged fork, and pounced directly at the two humans present.
Ding, there was a crisp sound, and a very thin spark flashed in the darkness.
The demon took a few steps back, the muscles in its arms swelled and heat surged through its muscles.
"Minotaur, you are a Minotaur? Why are you in the human world? Who is your master?" (Demon language)
The devil looked at the bull head who was also holding a steel fork, with fear in his eyes.
He had used 70% of his strength in that attack, but he retreated several steps. However, the guy with a bull head opposite him did not retreat a single step.
Obviously, this bull-head is stronger than him.
The Bull-Headed Yin God was shrouded in black mist, holding a trident in his hand, with no intention of paying any attention to the devil.
The ignored demon's face twitched rapidly a few times, and its long dragon tail swung angrily, making a low sound of breaking through the air.
He raised his three-pronged fork and smashed it down on the bull-headed person blocking his way. The bull-headed person also raised his three-pronged steel fork and charged towards the demon.
A suffocating cold wind blew in his face, and the three-pronged fork of the bull head brushed past the demon's face.
The demon tilted his head slightly and casually swung the three-pronged fork towards the bull's heart.
"laugh!"
The demon only felt the three-pronged fork in his hand stabbing in the air, and he almost fell into the bull's arms due to excessive force.
A sharp spear came out from the side and pierced its chest.