Going back a little in time...
The space between the walls, the ground floor square.
hiss—
The Yama rushed forward one by one, roaring wildly, and piled up into a small hill. In the hill, a gray-white arm was raised high, and in that hand was a flaming war hammer.
A roar suddenly sounded from the water mountain, and flames burst out, illuminating the darkness, followed by a violent explosion with the flames surging.
Hundreds of Yamas were engulfed by flames. In the exploded "hill", the Ash Skeleton Demon raised his war hammer high, and the flames on his body surface quickly dimmed until they disappeared.
The body of the skeleton demon gradually changed from a soft ash surface to a cold and hard one, and finally cracked all over. With a series of crisp sounds, it collapsed and shattered like a ceramic statue.
On the ground a little further away from the Skeleton Demon, there was even more mud flowing and piling up in a circle. In the black mud, there were dozens of relics scattered around. There were the long claws of the Giant Claw Demon, the tentacles of the Phantom Demon, the tumors of the Erosion Demon... .
In the past, these remains of the black people would have been quickly collected. But now, they were thrown into the black mud of the decomposing body of Yan Mo like garbage, and no one cared about them.
There was an open space in the center of the mud, where Mu Qing was still unconscious. As for Tianyang, he was still surrounded by a demonic figure, and the black lightning in his hand was still emitting lightning.
However, the demonic shadow was no longer as dense as before, and the virtual flames burning behind him were dim and almost disappeared; the lightning on the black thunder was also shortened a lot, from the original long sword to the current short blade, and the only ability that could be activated was a "thunderstorm".
The Yamas surrounded Tianyang and the other man. Looking around, these demons were still numerous and filled the boy's vision.
"Open the door!"
In Yan Mo, a hoarse sound like sand rubbing on the ground was heard. Yan Mo in front of Tian Yang separated to both sides like a tide, revealing a figure that was far from being sturdy.
The humanoid figure, with a faint illusory mist burning all over its body, has a nearly perfect fighting posture. It is not very tall, at most two meters tall, but the invisible majesty and momentum it exudes silently tells of its identity.
Is this the leader of Yama, or the king
The reason for this speculation, in addition to the majestic aura, is the crown on the creature's head that is condensed and constructed from thick black mist and flames!
On the left and right sides of the crown were curved horns made of coral-like material, and those coral horns emitted magical light of alternating colors.
On the face that looked like a mask, two purple rays like ice chips lit up from the gaps in the mask. The purple magic light seemed so bewitching, as if it could look directly into the depths of the soul.
On that body that seemed to be wearing a close-fitting armor, there were bright and round crystals embedded in it, sharp and pointed horns growing on it, and it was decorated with complex and flying magic patterns.
Mysterious, gorgeous, majestic... When this Yama appeared, the Yamas around him either knelt down or lowered their heads.
"Open the door."
The King of Yama spoke again, and the language he used was actually the language outside the Krav Gate.
Tian Yang was surprised and asked, "You can actually use our language?"
“It’s not difficult.”
"As long as I eat the brain of a creature, I can acquire the knowledge of that creature. Language is not necessarily difficult to master." Wang Pingjing
tell.
Tian Yang said in a deep voice: "How should I call you?"
"Call me whatever you want, names mean nothing to me."
"But, before I transformed, I had a name. A name I had when I was a human... Youhua."
Tianyang nodded: "Okay, Youhua. You should understand that I will not open the door."
Those Yama demons seemed to understand Tianyang’s words. They roared in anger and were about to rush up to tear the boy to pieces.
The Yama King named Youhua raised his hand to stop the demons from rioting. The voice from under the mask was still calm: "If you don't open the door, you will be killed by us."
Tian Yang roughly estimated that his star essence had recovered about 40%, barely enough to open a different body: "Who knows, maybe I can get rid of you and then open the door to escape."
The purple demonic light on Youhua's face grew stronger. "I don't remember how long we have been trapped in this town. I watched with my own eyes as the people around me turned into demons, transformed, and finally became the horrible appearance they are now."
"Even so, we don't want to stay in this town any longer. The thing that calls itself 'Po Xun' has promised to take us away, on the condition that we provide services to it before that."
"We fulfilled our promise, and it finally opened the door. But you closed the door. I don't know how you acquired its ability. Maybe you are the same kind, but I don't care."
"My only concern is that door. You have to open it no matter what!"
Tian Yang spread his hands and said, "I just said that I refuse. On the other side of the door are my kind. If I let you go out, countless of my kind will be killed or injured."
Youhua took a step forward: "I will restrain my people, and I promise not to harm your kind."
Tian Yang sneered and said, "Your promise is worthless, perhaps because you have killed many of my compatriots before this. What's more, I am not used to handing the initiative to others and betting the lives of millions of my kind on the self-restraint of the devil."
A long, angry roar suddenly rang out from the visor. Youhua suddenly took a step forward and appeared in front of Tianyang in an instant. He reached out with one hand, ignoring the demonic shadow, and grabbed the boy's neck.
"If I wanted to kill you, you would have died a thousand times. Now, open the door!"
Tianyang put away the demon shadow, and the black lightning disappeared. He faced the demon king in an unguarded manner: "I'm right here. If you want to kill me, you can do it anytime."
Another long howl.
Mist and flames were gushing out of Youhua's body, and the strong wind made it difficult for Tianyang to breathe. His arms were trembling, and he loosened his five fingers little by little.
He took two steps back, and a hoarse and unpleasant voice came from the visor: "What do you want to do to help us get out of here! Get out of this hell!"
Tian Yang thought for a moment and said, "You just said that Bo Xun made an agreement with you. You provide services in exchange for the opportunity to leave the town."
“That’s right!”
Tian Yang tapped his chest and said, "The guy who calls himself 'Splitter' has been absorbed by me now. I believe you have also noticed this. In this case, let's continue this agreement."
"One thousand years. Serve me for a thousand years, and I will let you go."
Youhua immediately objected: "No, this time limit is too long. We can't wait that long! A hundred years, at most a hundred years!"
"Is your freedom only worth a hundred years? You underestimate the price of freedom. Eight hundred years. This is my biggest concession." Tianyang said calmly.
Yama in the square roared, and the sound was like a tsunami, which seemed to drown Tianyang.
Youhua raised his hand again and extended three fingers to Tianyang: "Three hundred years! No more, and I doubt whether humans can live that long."
Tian Yang raised his hand and said, "Five hundred years, this is my bottom price. If you don't want to agree, there is no need to talk anymore. You can find a way to kill me, but I will also try my best to escape."
"But if I leave, you will never have any hope of leaving this town!"
The Yamas immediately roared, and some of the high-level Yamas were even murderous. If Youhua had not allowed it, they would have rushed up and killed the boy.
The flames on Youhua's body were fluctuating. After a while, he said, "Okay, then five hundred years. We will serve you for five hundred years. When the time is up, you must open the gate and let us leave!"
Tian Yang nodded: "Okay, but how are you going to keep your promise? I don't think I can command these 'cute' people of yours."
Youhua stretched out a finger and lightly tapped the black fire crown on his head: "This is a royal weapon. Every race in the gap will give birth to a king, and every king will have a royal weapon."
"If you possess the royal weapon, you can dominate the people of your tribe. I can give you a part of the royal weapon. If you possess it, you will have the same power as me."
He moved his fingers, and a wisp of black fire came out from the crown with his fingertips. The black fire danced in the air and formed a small pocket crown.
Tianyang spread out his palms.
Youhua did not give him the royal weapon fragment immediately: "How can you guarantee your promise?"
"How did Bo Xun guarantee it?" Tian Yang asked back.
"It swore by 'Eternal Night of the Universe'. If it does not keep its lie, it will fall into eternal night."
Tianyang shrugged his shoulders and said, "Then I will do the same. In the name of 'Eternal Night of the Universe', I hereby promise. The Yanma clan will serve me for five hundred years in exchange for the opportunity to leave this place."
"If I don't keep my promise, let me fall into eternal night."
He had no idea what the eternal night of the universe was, let alone what the consequences of falling into the eternal night would be. He even doubted that such an oath had no binding force at all.
Unexpectedly, when he finished saying the last word, Tianyang clearly felt that his original furnace in the wilderness of consciousness was vibrating, and in the dark, it had an invisible connection with certain things.
Tianyang was stunned. Did the oath really take effect? What the hell is the eternal night of the universe... .
"Very good, remember your promise."
Youhua flicked his finger, and the small black fire crown fell into Tianyang's palm. It sank into his palm and disappeared.
Then, a black fire crown pattern appeared in Tianyang's eyes, and he felt that he had established some kind of invisible connection with the Yama in the town. In this connection, he was undoubtedly at the top, and learned the name and ability of each Yama.
A large amount of information flooded his brain, and it took Tianyang a long time to come back to his senses.
"Then the first thing to do is to recall the Yan Mo that left the gap. They have to go home."
The young man said so.