When Garen came to his senses, there were many bones and bones all around, flesh and blood mixed together, sizzling and emitting green smoke from the corrosive air.
Surrounded by demons rushing forward, some of these demons are small demons and big demons of Tanari. They drag their usual spiked tails, have black bat wings on their backs, and horns on their heads. Standard demon form.
And the others are some strange war machines, huge black turtles, full of sharp teeth. Cyclops, with black scales all over his face.
There are also stingrays floating in mid-air, they are covered with huge stingers, each of them is like a balloon, and they can burst out a large number of stingers at any time like a rain of arrows.
In addition to all kinds of demons, they are mercenaries from all major planes.
There are the most human and humanoid races, and Garen saw the most kobolds rushing past him. These kobolds shouted the changed dragon language, waved flails or hammers, and some of them had magic lights on their hands. Light, frantically driven forward by the consciousness of the abyss.
The bloody battle was almost coming to an end, and the devil's attack was further suppressed, but overall they still maintained their advantage. If the Devil Fortress hadn't released the last batch of huge demons to enter the arena, it is estimated that they would be rushed directly into the gate of the fortress.
"Respected strongman, take out your military merit card, it's time to reward your meritorious deeds." A hag floated in front of Garen and whispered.
"Lead the way." Garen glanced at her lightly. Every different demon fortress is an independent country. Anyone who is strong can become the lord of the fortress, regardless of race or position. Generally, the fortress masters are peak powerhouses, at least level fourteen.
The fourteenth and fifteenth levels are already the pinnacle of the mortal world, but here they can only be the lord of a small fortress. This is the abyss, the bloody place under the sun that is bound with chains.
There are even a lot of demigods hidden here, and there are some evil gods and abyss lords who live in certain abyss layers. These are the real gods. It is not something that mortal existence can compete with.
Care must be taken here.
Garen roughly knew his own limitations. During the battle with the Devil Overseer, he already understood that his overall strength should be at the twelfth level now. As long as they are not caught off guard, they can rely on spell fluctuations to forcibly distort and interfere, so that they can barely reach the point of invincibility.
"Even if I raise all my agility and intelligence to 180, it might only be at level 13. Every level after level 10 is an earth-shattering difference in strength. It's best to improve it here and hunt more devils as a reward." Potential." Garen thought about it.
He has already shown his strength, presumably the demon fortress lord here should attach great importance to him.
Being led by the hag, Garen withdrew from the battlefield and walked in through the gate of the fortress surrounded by bone spikes. Teams of crawling abyss monsters were transporting corpses from the battlefield into the fortress, and directly filled large quantities into the damaged city wall. and building gaps.
The appearance of these giant monsters is like an enlarged version of the skeleton warrior, but the bones are much thicker, and the body size reaches five or six meters in height. Powerful.
The corpses were transported by flying black fish rays. They flapped their wide wings and poured down piles of corpses, no matter the devil or the devil.
Some black fish rays began to greedily devour the carcasses before they were finished.
Teams of well-equipped warriors with two sharp bony spurs growing out of their backs patrolled the fortress. Their back bony spurs formed a perfect circle behind their heads, which looked very regular.
The hag led Garen all the way to the highest point of the fort.
Pass through an equipment-making area full of dwarves and human blacksmiths, and many slaves are cursed and driven to work.
Passed through a trade zone and a gladiator zone.
Soon came to a huge palace made of bones.
The guards were two silver colossal statues more than ten meters high. They bent down and stared at Garen carefully. Only then did he make way to the entrance silently.
A little devil with purple skin flew out and took over the task of leading Garen.
"Please come with me, respected strong man." The little devil is a female with a beautiful face, except for the wings on the back and a long bony tail, all the other parts have grown into the form of a human woman.
As soon as Garen entered the palace, his heart tightened.
The Fortress Lord at the top of the palace is a skeleton lich in a red robe, his eyes are flashing red, and his chin is resting on his hand, showing a thoughtful expression.
And among the few guests sitting below, Kratos was surprisingly included!
"Welcome to our mighty white dragon warrior." Papapa
The Skeleton Lich clapped his hands lightly, making a dignified lady's voice.
"As a mercenary who suddenly joined the battle from outside, Your Excellency Bailong, what kind of reward do you want to offset your military achievements this time?"
Garen glanced at Kratos who was staring at him on the left, and there were two other weird creatures.
One is a black kobold with black air all over his body, and the other is a red cloud with skin all over his body, which looks more like an elemental life composed of red magma.
These two guys are full of hostility, greed, and bloodthirsty.
Garen now has a vague understanding of what is the center of the tenth level and above.
"Reward?" He withdrew his gaze and looked at the fortress master. In front of a powerful existence up to level fourteen, these guys should not dare to mess around.
"I want enough souls! High quality souls!"
Kratos narrowed his eyes on the side, and the human form he turned into was a miniature version of a giant beast, with basically no change in appearance.
"This guy can purify soul impurities by relying on the soul artifact, but it can't directly absorb soul, what's the use of it?"
"Anyway, catch this guy first!" Bakiloa said coldly through voice transmission.
"High-quality soul?" Fortress Lord Bone lightly crossed his fingers and pondered for a while.
"Based on your military exploits, I can give you ten tenth-level souls, well, a complete tenth-level soul without any damage. In addition, your tenth-level core has just formed. It seems to be mainly poisonous. I will give you a huge bone pit, which can produce two giant bone monsters every week. If you are willing to join me, I can give you a piece of territory that is completely your own. How about it? Slaves, wealth, treasures, you can have whatever you want I can also give you a large army, so that you can return to the main plane and take revenge on those enemies who drove you into the abyss!"
Garen immediately understood that this was the other party's solicitation.
Glancing at the surprised expressions of Bakiloa and the other three, he immediately understood that it was obvious that the fortress owner was using their threats, coupled with the temptation of interests, to lure him to join her.
Anyway, he came here to slaughter and improve himself. It doesn't matter if he joins or not, he will go to a bloody battle.
"Okay, I'll join."
The fortress owner laughed.
"Exciting enough!" She rubbed the bones of her hand, and began to look at the three guys beside her maliciously, and Kratos' complexion suddenly turned pale. Ma Fei was also a little nervous, but only Bakiloya didn't care. He was confident that even if he could not compete head-on in front of the fortress master with the strength of level 13, at most he would be severely injured and escape.
But presumably the fortress owner will not want to destroy them because of this.
It rolled its eyes, and also laughed.
"Ms. Revenge, what if we join your fortress? Can you agree to our terms?"
"You?" The Skeleton Lich laughed out loud as if he felt it was amused.
"Bakiloa, I have heard of your reputation for a long time. You are capricious. The terms of the contract are inherently invalid for you. Even the Styx contract cannot restrain you. Your personality changes every month of the abyss. Who would dare to use you? "
"And you, Ma Fei, your enemy alone is enough to give me a headache. Generally speaking, your strength is first-rate and your ability to escape is first-class, but you still like to make trouble everywhere."
She looked at Kratos.
"Finally, there is you, Kratos, the lord of the Fortress of Thousand Wails has communicated with me, and asked me to send you back quickly. It is impossible to keep you here."
She spread her hands.
"Look, in this way, what use do you have to me? And Your Excellency Garen actually slaughtered a lot of devils for me, and gained a lot of use on the battlefield."
"In addition, don't mention another relationship between it and me."
The skeleton lich pointed out something.
"If that's the case, then we won't bother you anymore." Bakiloya saw that things were impossible, and he didn't bother to talk nonsense. He couldn't beat him, so he simply left. He exploded with a bang and disappeared in place.
Ma Fei smiled, and then dispersed and disappeared. What they are here is basically a projection, and which individual in the abyss is not cunning and cautious.
Kratos glared at Garen bitterly, knowing that there was nothing he could do now, and that he had made a deadly enemy for no reason, and he was in an unusually depressed mood, so he also left.
Only the Skeleton Lich and Gallon remained in the Hall of Bones.
"Garon, is Ann okay now?" The Skeleton Lich suddenly said a name that stunned Garen.
"You!.?" He narrowed his eyes cautiously, "How did you know that I have something to do with Ann?"
The skeleton lich suddenly laughed.
"How do I know? When I was studying arcane arts at An's place, I'm afraid even your mother wasn't born yet!"
As soon as this guy's aura changed, he suddenly exuded a terrifying aura as deep as a black hole.
This force enveloped the entire hall, wider than the sea, and bigger than the sky. There are countless smoky human faces flying naturally, which are exactly the same as the smoky human faces in An Shenyuan.
Seeing this, Garen immediately believed it. This kind of black smoke on the face can only appear in An Na.
"The Dragon of Disaster." He murmured in a low voice.
"Yes. This is just an avatar of mine." The skeleton lich replied with a smile. "My body is hidden in a certain dark layer of the abyss, and I usually only act as this identity." ..
(end of this chapter)