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Chapter 463 461. Falling into Hell (4k seeking monthly tickets~)

Hell, the Ancient Dragon Junkyard.

A boy with short horns was aimlessly wandering through this junkyard, a bulging satchel at his waist, his eyes scanning every living thing within sight.

The junkyard was the most expansive new land surrounding the hellish city of the "Ancient Dragon Remains."

Although it wasn't like the Dragon Nest or the Cradle of Flames, where the arrivals were vengeful souls filled with anger, the number of powerful demons born here was no less than those two seemingly more advanced new lands, because the number of newborns here was sufficient.

Although those born here were mostly low-level demons without even a humanoid form, this place was full of them, and there were bound to be some individuals with potential.

Demons with potential might not be lucky enough to survive to the end, but all those who could escape this chaotic and insane meat grinder were definitely demons with potential.

The little devil had also been one of these demons, or so he often told himself.

Demons who could leave this junkyard alive were the best of this new land, and he was destined to become a strong figure in Hell.

But later he realized that the Ancient Dragon Remains were full of "elites" like him, and the junkyard was the birthplace of almost all the low-level demons who haunted the Ancient Dragon Remains, so he was nothing special.

Of course, the little devil didn't think he was the same as them, after all, he had already become a half-devil, although the whole transformation process was a blur to him, and he didn't expect that the city dominated by devils was a highly discriminated group, nor did he expect that the master who helped him transform would die on the street in a few days.

But he did take a step forward, leaving those "compatriots" with similar origins behind, although he wasn't doing very well now because of his devil status, he would definitely surpass them in the future.

Filled with lofty aspirations, the little devil bent down, staring with some surprise at the bright red piece of living flesh that was gnawing on something in front of him.

Although this little demon hadn't grown hands or feet yet, it already had a mouth full of sharp teeth.

Recently, those mid-level demons in the city who advocated the path of the Overlord were popularizing this kind of pet without hands or feet, and judging by the quality of this one, it should fetch a good price.

Thinking of this, the little devil immediately put on gloves.

He carefully picked up the little demon, put it into the glass bottle he carried with him, then stuffed a few pieces of fragrant meat into it to appease the little demon, and carefully put the glass into his bag.

Not bad, this trip should earn seventy low-level souls, so he would soon have enough money.

When he had enough money, he could buy that slave contract, and then he could do some more dangerous work.

Then he could earn more souls, and in the future, he would definitely be able to afford truly dangerous demon slaves, and then he could turn all the demons who bullied him into mature meat sauce and sell it to the inner city.

The little devil, immersed in fantasy, was walking happily on the junkyard, but as he walked, he staggered a few times and almost fell to the ground.

He looked down at the small mound that tripped him with some anger, raised his leg and kicked it directly.

As the mud splashed, his leg stopped directly as if it had hit a stone.

"Ouch!" He cried out in pain as he retracted his leg, looking angrily at what he had kicked.

"Not only do those demons want to bully me, but even the place where I was born is targeting me…"

But his voice stopped there, because what he saw was a section of arm, a bright red arm buried in the dirt, and it was complete, as if there was a whole body hidden in the dirt at this moment.

The little devil blinked, and when he completely understood the scene he saw, his heart was instantly completely overwhelmed by intense ecstasy, because he knew that he might have encountered the most important opportunity in his life.

This was a formed demon, such demons were mainly born in those high-level new lands, and the junkyard was formed by low-level demons constantly devouring each other to grow to this point, but this was not absolute.

After all, the new land was a passage connected to reality, which could be expected to screen demons, but after all, Hell was not a precise machine, and there would always be some that slipped through the net.

And encountering such a fish that slipped through the net was the most unrealistic dream of "meat pickers" like them.

Unexpectedly, he encountered it, it seemed that he could change to buy a slave contract.

Thinking of this, the little devil forcibly suppressed the joy in his heart and began to reach into his satchel, then took out a small knife specially used to cut ore, and a low-level magic book that recorded various rituals.

Then he directly squatted in front of the arm and began to compare it with the contents of the book, wanting to engrave a magic ritual on the arm that could trap this demon.

But just as he stabbed the blade into the arm, this bright red arm suddenly turned into a flexible giant python and bit his wrist holding the knife tightly, and it hurt so much that he let go of his hand.

Pa.

As the blade fell to the ground, the arm began to exert force as if biting its prey, wanting to completely drag its body into the hell dimension, but it soon realized that the demon boy was not suitable as a support point.

Then he directly propped his palm on the ground, and then pressed down suddenly.

A demon grew out of the soil just like that.

The little devil who fell to the ground showed a horrified expression, and began to retreat backwards with his hands and feet, but his eyes were firmly fixed on the demon who was cleaning his body with his tail, unable to move his sight.

That evil face, hideous bat wings, winding goat horns,森然sharp teeth, claws reflecting cold light, and a slender body that combined both muscle and coordination…

Too beautiful.

He couldn't imagine how many souls those seekers of the path of Elysium were willing to spend for such a body.

Ma En noticed the strangeness in the eyes of the little devil in front of him, followed his gaze and looked down at his own demon body that had been reshaped by the power of hell, and then instinctively waved his tail.

"Is this hell?" He spoke like a tourist arriving at his destination.

The little devil stared at Ma En and said:

"Yes, this is hell, Lord Demon.

"I am a little devil, a garbage picker here."

When he spoke, he unconsciously wagged his tail in a flattering manner.

Just by observing the appearance, he had already determined that he was facing a powerful being that he couldn't afford to provoke.

Among these formed demons, there would occasionally be high-level demons who were born with level III.

For them, falling into hell was like a prince in a foreign country returning to his homeland, which was more suitable for them than reality.

Although most of these high-level demons would also die in cruel struggles, they would at least be remembered by other demons for a longer or shorter period of time, unlike low-level demons like them who died and no one cared.

Thinking about it, the little devil's body even trembled slightly unconsciously, because he suddenly thought that the high-level demon opposite him might kill him casually.

This was hell, and standing opposite him was a demon.

But just when he was trying his best to hide his fear, the high-level demon in front of him just gently stretched out his hand to pull him up, and asked calmly looking into his eyes:

"Is there a city around here?"

Hearing this question, the little devil calmed down a little, because Ma En did not show the arrogance and recklessness that often appeared on demons, but was politely like a devil.

"The 'Ancient Dragon Remains' ruled by the Dragon Mother is in the south." The demon boy stood firm.

"It is said that a long time ago, the corpse of an ancient dragon was buried in this city, but that is just an unfounded rumor.

"Lord, if you want, I can lead you."

After confirming that Ma En would not kill him casually, the little devil's mind instantly became active again.

He immediately realized that although it was different from what he had expected, this was still his opportunity.

Ma En seemed not to have noticed his thoughts at all, and nodded as if accepting the help of a good person:

"I am also new here, unfamiliar with the place, then I will trouble you."

Ma En's politeness obviously made the boy feel a little uncomfortable.

He quickly raised his hand and shook it:

"You're welcome, you're welcome, in hell, the strong are respected, it is an honor for a low-level devil like me to lead a strong man like you, I am happy, it is too late?"

While saying this, the little devil was also quietly observing Ma En, and he immediately noticed that Ma En did not have any aversion to his self-deprecating words, which also allowed the little devil to determine that the demon's politeness was just a habitual superficial effort, and in his heart he still regarded himself as a low-level creature.

Otherwise, how could he accept such words so naturally?

Ma En did not expect that the little devil had so many "interpretations" of his expression.

Of course, he couldn't have any "contempt" for this level II half-demon and half-devil boy who just bumped into him.

In fact, he was thinking about how to sneak into the hell city where the Dragon Mother was located through this boy.

Ma En did not intend to be particularly high-profile in this operation.

Although he was now a level V power user, in theory he could directly negotiate with the Dragon Mother, and she was the most likely person to provide information about the mastermind, but this was obviously not feasible.

Just thinking about it, one could realize that with the caution of that mastermind, it was impossible to make such a low-level mistake.

He must have guaranteed his own safety in the transaction contract with the Dragon Mother, and may even have left traps.

In Tang Xueluan's place, the mastermind left a trap ring specifically for himself, and Ma En believed that his arrangement in hell could only be better than there, and would not be unprepared like a fool.

However, this place was still the place where he was most likely to find him.

After all, here his degree of contact with the Dragon Mother was far deeper than that with Tang Xueluan, and he was facing a powerful hell demon.

Most importantly, Ma En knew very well that the other party was definitely not contacting the Dragon Mother with his real identity, and this mastermind was not a demon, that is to say, this was not his home field.

If the mastermind was using his real identity, he might really have no way.

It was not difficult to hide the communication between those power users from him.

However, looking at the mastermind's style of doing things, he seemed to have some reason to cover up his identity, and it was not just aimed at Ma En, and this gave him the opportunity to find out the other party.

Of course, this matter was still not simple, and the other party may have even prepared to welcome his arrival, but facing such a dangerous and powerful opponent, there was no chance of winning without taking risks.

Fortunately, the other party's actions now also showed that he did not intend to do it himself, and he should not have any enemies in hell, and the other party could not use any great demons to deal with him.

Even in fact, he might be far safer here than in reality.

After all, among the groups he had offended, only the Holy Church and Heaven were more dangerous, and hell was the place where there was the least need to worry about Heaven.

After walking hundreds of meters in the direction of the city, Ma En opened his mouth to break the silence:

"You don't seem particularly surprised by my appearance."

The boy who was walking uneasily in front of him immediately slowed down, then turned to look at Ma En and replied:

"In fact, there are occasionally powerful demons like you appearing in other new lands.

Souls like you who were powerful enough in life will be given stronger power when entering hell, and these high-level newborns will also have more characteristics of high-level demons, and we can often determine it at a glance."

Ma En nodded slightly, then asked with curiosity:

"How did you get to hell?"

The boy was stunned, then showed a thoughtful and hesitant look, as if thinking about how to answer his question, and after more than ten seconds, he mustered up the courage to say:

"Sorry, low-level demons like us do not bring memories when entering hell.

When I first came here, I did not have a human form, and only after devouring many other low-level demons did I have a body.

"Only demons like you with your own body will have memories of your life."

Ma En actually knew this, but he couldn't tell whether the boy was a low-level demon or an ordinary demon.

You Yue had told him about these, in fact, this so-called high-level, ordinary, and low-level only referred to the initial potential of the demons.

You Yue was actually an ordinary demon, but she was already stronger than most high-level demons, and Chen Yun belonged to the high-level demons among the high-level demons, almost like a demon princess.

Ma En was now carrying Chen Yun's power, but the performance of this power on him was completely different from when it was on Chen Yun, and he could faintly feel that hell was calling him.

It wanted to sign a more formal contract with him.

Seeing that Ma En did not intend to continue speaking, the boy was a little worried that Ma En was a little unhappy because he did not give a direct answer, and immediately said in a tone with a bit of flattery:

"I think you must know that demons are all souls of revenge, but in fact this is not entirely accurate.

Hell itself will also devour those souls that are not so kind and transform these souls into low-level demons."

Saying that, he took out a glass bottle filled with flesh and blood and introduced it to Ma En:

"This is what I used to look like. Low-level demons like us, even when we have a human form, are usually only fit to be servants and slaves to you high-level demons. If you're interested, I can find you a few low-level demon servants and slaves when we get to the city. There are many attractive ones among the low-level demons, and there are also many toys that have been modified by high-level demons, regardless of gender or race, and…"

"If you want, I can be your servant too!"

When he said this, the boy's heart was filled with fear and fawning, as if he was afraid that Mann would kill him, but only he knew that besides fear and fawning, he also harbored a hint of ambition.

The worst outcome of this decision was just death, but if he missed this opportunity, he would probably be a 'little devil' bullied by other demons for the rest of his life.

Mann maintained an attitude of neither accepting nor rejecting, and said:

"I didn't intend for you to do anything, but if you don't mind…"

"Could you show me around the city?"

The little devil revealed a look of surprise and patted his chest, saying:

"Of course, I'm as familiar with this city as I am with my own home!"

Give me some points~