Archfiend

"That was the first time I saw all the races in the heavens. I couldn't even name seven out of ten of them. They worked together to build a huge platform around the Void Pyramid. All the gods personally started to build a The unprecedented treasures tightly wrapped the pyramid, and the races they summoned built a temporary plane below. "

"This abandoned plane is called Sketios. It's a weird name."

Xu Yangyi held his breath.

Su Xingyao's voice continued: "It was then that I realized that there was really an extremely powerful god sealed in the Void Pyramid. Its body had perished, but its consciousness and godhead remained forever. Several days had passed since its death. After millions of years, it has now condensed into a physical form."

"In order to avoid future troubles, the gods spent countless hours building this extremely powerful artifact. It is as big as a star, and every detail has been done to an unimaginable extent. They call it the Devil's Oven."

"It will extract the opponent's power and vitality without limit, keeping the opponent in the weakest state forever. At the same time, the six most powerful gods have set restrictions. However, no artifact is permanent, and this requires unlimited Even Yahweh can't do it. They have their own planes, and they have more things to pursue, so..."

Su Xingyao's voice paused: "Every time...when the energy of the Devil's Oven drops to the lowest level, a grand battle will be held. The race that guards the oven has had this memory erased by their gods. They only know that this battle is the highest honor, and they must fight to the death. This has been engraved in their instincts."

"This race, called demons, is the most numerous creature in all the worlds. They are equally powerful, no weaker than the Zhenwu Immortal World. And their huge number, the magnificent demonic energy they activate..."

She didn't say any more, and looked at the void with some sadness. After a few seconds, she said hoarsely: "It's very subtle, isn't it?"

Xu Yangyi took a deep breath with emotion.

Indeed...very subtle.

When the Abyss Arena opens, how much demonic energy will be generated? Who can count?

The Eternal Diamond, the Demon King, the Demon Lord, the Great Demon... units whose number of demons reached "King", these demonic energies... were all devoured by the demon oven that they worshiped as gods!

What the Devil's Furnace gives back is the rebirth of more devils, and the next time the power is exhausted, another battle of the abyss will be held, endlessly weakening the first pillar of desire, over and over again, in an infinite cycle!

What a terrible method?

What a careful calculation?

Who can escape from here?

"No one..." He finally murmured and spoke the first sentence: "The Devil's Oven is really a masterpiece of the universe... the highest crystallization of Yahweh's wisdom... truly achieving the eternity of energy."

As if hearing his voice, Su Xingyao continued: "These gods have set up two guardians, one is called the fallen angel, and the other is called the evil one. The only way to enter the center of the devil's oven is to kill him within the same hour. Only two watchers can. But...these two watchers can only be killed by the power of Yahweh in the same realm."

Xu Yangyi nodded slightly. Su Xingyao's words are difficult to understand, but it can be interpreted this way: the creatures attacking them have no deep relationship with Yahweh, and they can never be defeated. Those who transcend their realm cannot even harm the opponent's hair.

The nearly invincible twins.

No wonder... the Divine Inducer would be so rude. If there weren't too many surprises this time, it would be impossible for the Divine Sin and the Fallen Angel to die in the same hour.

As for New Luyard and him, everyone has a deep relationship with Yahweh.

Su Xingyao said slowly: "Once they die at the same time, the Void Pyramid will be completely opened. These are two living keys. However... there are puzzles set by Yahweh in the pyramid, as long as one of them does not answer correctly..."

She took a deep breath: "There is another restriction in the Void Pyramid. I heard the god named Chaos say it once, and it's called... Eternal Night."

"Even that adult is extremely solemn about this restriction. He said casually that for Yahweh, these are the supreme restrictions. They can only be triggered passively, but once triggered, they will be reincarnated in endless pain. "

Xu Yangyi's eyes moved slightly, and he was stunned for a moment...is its full name Eternal Night?

Being trapped in the dead night forever is really... a terrifying image.

No wonder... with his and Alpha's strength, they were able to find the entrance. It turned out that the other party was not worried at all.

Su Xingyao lowered her head: "After that, I won't know anything."

"This is my story. It may disappoint you. It's so pale that I don't have a hair in it. I don't even know why I left this passage."

"Perhaps...countless years later, I will really come back to life. After all...this is what the gods promised me. We will not die, we will forget everything and start all over again...But, I want to leave my mark and belong to several people." One hundred thousand, one million years ago, the mark of Su Xingyao, the former saint of the Zhenwu Immortal Realm."

"We drift with the flow, and we are rolled forward by the rolling wheels, but at the moment when I carve these words, I am still me. The real me is not a walking zombie who has forgotten everything."

"For latecomers, please remember that there are seven creatures who are no longer as tall as a hair, leaving their last traces here..."

Xu Yangyi took a deep breath and sighed slightly.

Once the hero draws his sword, another ten years of calamity will befall the common people.

In the face of general trends, there will always be sacrifices. Unfortunately, Su Xingyao became the victim of this sacrifice. He understood the reluctance in the other party's words. The other party didn't bother to admit it.

The void in all directions has begun to collapse. He clearly felt that his consciousness was beginning to withdraw. He took a deep look at this lonely void. Here was the last trace of Su Xingyao.

"At least... you let me remember your name. And thank you for answering the last question in hell for me." Just as he was leaving, he said solemnly, and then his consciousness flew further and further away, returning into the universe.

"Everything is right." He opened his eyes and looked at the deep and endless universe: "In the hell plane, the biggest gain is not the devouring talisman, the two-in-one desire talisman, nor is the demon's body reaching Taixu, let alone Others, the most important thing is..."

"The ancient truth."

"It seems that no one involved in this story will have a good outcome..." He smiled slightly and suppressed the waves in his heart. The cultivation of the monk's state of mind was equally important, and he did not want to disturb his state of mind because of this heavy story.

"Then, let me, the Holy Lord, come and take a look at the space jump point closest to here."

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The black iron plane.

This is a world of swords and magic. Twelve million light-years away from Tiragandes, Tiragandes claims to rule tens of millions of light-years, but to be honest, five hundred light-years away is what the devil calls an "inferior plane."

The output is not rich, the manpower is mediocre, and the billions of people have trouble swallowing up the demons who come to "Beijing". The demon lords who are not troublesome also look down on them. As a result, everything is peaceful here, but they need to be sent to the distant place. Lagundis worshiped with high taxes.

This place is beyond the control of Tiragandes, and most of them are humans. They are very aware of the power of the hell plane, and they know even more what the Eighteen Demon Lords mean, although their highest level is only Nascent Soul. However, this did not hinder their admiration for the famous demon in that distant plane.

Madsen is a magic apprentice, but unfortunately, he studies black magic. In the black iron plane, black magic is often labeled as evil.

"Damn idiot!" Now, with his face covered in bruises, the magic apprentice cut open his arm and carved a huge magic circle on the ground with his blood: "I'm going to kill you! Kill you!"

His voice was full of childishness, but full of hatred. Thinking of those defenders who thought they were noble, he felt so angry that he wanted to vomit.

"Although I can't defeat you... But this is an ancient magic scroll left by the teacher. It is said that it can summon the most powerful demon! Hmph... After I summon my servants, I will let you know what you call How ridiculous it is to be superior!”

The ignorant are fearless.

Soon, the magic circle was drawn. I don't know if it was because of his dazzling eyes, but he seemed to see a fluctuation on it, and a black light disappeared in the blink of an eye.

He was stunned and took a closer look. This summoning circle was different from the previous ones. After he finished painting, he realized that it... seemed to be very evil and full of seductive power.

"You can't really summon some big demon..." He swallowed, and then shook his head: "No, it's impossible. It is said that the one who summons is my slave... It, it only looks like Other magic formations are just different..."

He stood up, raised his hands dripping with blood, and recited complicated words. He was just an apprentice. Compared to cultivation, that is, the realm of Qi refining, he could summon the demon of the Great Perfection of Qi refining. He felt that he could stand upright in the school. gone.

As the spell continued, he suddenly felt... a deep evil, a... he had never felt before, a demonic energy as vast as the universe, and it instantly grabbed hold of him.

His whole body trembled, as if falling into an ice cellar, his face suddenly turned white, and the spell immediately stopped.

"Ha..." He fell to the ground with a plop, covered in cold sweat, and clutching his heart: "Just now... what was that?"

"It's so scary... scarier than a magician... I, I'm like standing in front of the sky... What the hell is this!"

Suddenly, his neck became stiff.

It was night, he had lit a lot of candles, there was only one person in the room, and now...he actually saw...

There is a figure behind him!

How can it be!

how come?

Did you summon it yourself?

No...no! There is no fluctuation in the summoning circle! The other party, the other party suddenly came behind him like teleporting!

He firmly held his magic weapon, an oak staff with a hard-to-obtain low-level Warcraft crystal core inlaid on it, and quietly chanted the spell of Ice Blade Technique in his mouth.

"Be good." However, before he could move, a hand was already placed on his neck, just stroking it gently without any strength, but he felt that he had lost all his strength.

terrible……

Behind him...it was simply a prehistoric beast, stretching out its claws to touch itself.

"You...you are..." He almost cried, how could this happen? It is absolutely impossible for a magician-level demon to be so terrifying!

"Yi Ferrers." The voice behind him laughed: "In response to your call, I will come."

"You...you..."

"Ah... don't be afraid, I come from the Ferrers family. If you still like reading, you should have heard of this name."

Gudong...Madsen rolled his eyes and immediately passed out.

The Fellers family, the original family!

The top family of demons!