Lord Era: I, The Strongest Abyss Lord!

The reason why Yimen's black blade hit the mistress of the little ghost was not because he didn't watch the way.

It's because the moment Wu Wei found him who was exceptionally outstanding on the extremely chaotic battlefield, the mistress of the devil was already on her way.

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"Boom!"

"Aww..."

With the whimpering of the wolf in his crotch, Yimen, who was still going forward just now, suddenly felt his eyes go dark, and then his whole body seemed to have bumped into a certain mountain, and he fell to the ground with stars in his eyes.

But when Yimen got up again, the scene in front of him made his hair stand on end.

What he just hit was not a mountain at all.

But a demon.

A demon that is bigger than hundreds of little demons combined!

Her rough skin was not only covered with various hollow sarcomas, but also continuously spit out disgusting poisonous gas.

And above her body, there are more than a dozen little devils jumping up and down in the cage, completely insane.

More importantly, when Yimen looked at her, she was also looking at Yimen himself.

The distorted face she had was dripping with foul-smelling saliva, looking at herself with cruel and greedy eyes!

Yimen is familiar with this look.

As an orc, he had seen this look countless times in the eyes of his selected slaves.

That's the eyes that living things have when they see food in extreme hunger!

In the next second, two big hands grabbed Yimen firmly, grabbing him like a big toy.

"Meat, it's meat..."

The mistress of the little devil laughed, and then she opened her bloody mouth in front of Yimen Black Blade, and stretched him towards her.

"Damn it!"

Holding the long knife in his hand, Yimen slashed at the arm of the little ghost mistress frantically, trying to make her let go of him.

In an instant, the little devil's mistress' arm was cut several times by the long knife, bleeding profusely.

But when the little devil's mistress really suffered, she instantly became furious.

“Food is bad!”

Then, under the strengthening of the black setting sun, the little devil's mistress, who has as much as 50 points of strength, sensed Yimen's struggle, so she immediately squeezed his chest tightly with both hands.

Kaka!

In just a split second, Yimen felt that the bones in his body began to shatter, and his internal organs began to be squeezed. The extreme pain almost made him faint.

"save him!"

Seeing that his son was in danger, Zac Blackblade immediately roared, and rushed to this side brandishing his warblade.

The orc priest beside him stretched out his hands without hesitation, crushed a vial, and then released a red lightning bolt at the mistress of the little devil in the distance.

Almost at the same time, the group of orcs who had charged beside Yimen had already started to charge towards the mistress of the devil, Caroline, brandishing their swords.

No matter which side succeeds in the rescue of these three parties, Yimen can be saved.

But on the entire battlefield, no one noticed that on the ruins of the outpost, the lord holding the code of the abyss was looking up at the black sun in the sky that symbolized ominousness and destruction.

And in his mouth, he was whispering something.

"Twenty-eight, twenty-nine... here we come."

The moment he finished speaking this sentence.

The black sun "moved".

An invisible wave emanated from the edge of the black sun, sweeping across the entire battlefield.

Countless breaths of the abyss began to spread from the entire battlefield, spreading into the minds of every soldier.

And those orcs just got rid of the phantom of the abyss not long ago, and they appeared again!

But this time, the phantom they saw was much more serious than last time.

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The scene that the orc priest saw was a huge and dark high platform.

Above the high platform, countless beautiful fallen angels are flying together, while spreading the evil truth of the abyss, while singing and praising their great abyss lord.

Under the high platform, countless demons, abyssal creatures, and even indescribable creatures gathered together, screaming excitedly, waiting for some kind of profane ceremony to be held on the black high platform.

As for the orc priest?

He was tied to the dark high platform.

It turned out that he was the sacrifice!

The sacrifice of the sacrilegious ceremony held by this group of people turned out to be themselves.

All of this seemed so real that the orc priest couldn't tell whether he was in an illusion or in reality.

Although the orc priest tried his best to keep calm, when the executioner on the dark high platform really stabbed a dagger with black swirl eyes into his chest, the orc priest struggled in pain and howling.

And he was also forced to throw out the red lightning that did not know when he had charged up, trying to knock the executioner out and save his life.

But after the red lightning hit the executioner, the other party was not affected in any way.

On the contrary, the dagger stuck in the orc priest's chest had already cut open the orc's chest.

Amidst the excited shouts of countless demons under the black tower, the executioner took out the heart of the orc priest...

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The scene seen by Zac Blackblade was different from that of the orc priest.

The phantom of the abyss he saw was a battlefield watched by the beast ancestors.

He had heard about the appearance of this battlefield in countless orc legends.

This is the trial ground where the beast ancestors used to judge those "impure souls".

All souls spurned by the beast ancestors will be judged here.

And on this battlefield, the enemies he defeated in the past have all been revived for some reason.

"Zack Black Blade..." "Zack, you are so despicable..."

This group of dead, who should have rotted and maggoted underground, surrounded Sac and besieged him non-stop.

Sac was even in it, and he also saw a special ghost.

His father, the father he had successfully challenged and killed in order to obtain the chieftainship!

"Zack, you betrayed me, you poisoned my drink, so you can beat me!"

The orc, who was 70% similar to Sak, grabbed Sak's neck and stretched out a sharp blade towards him.

"And you will definitely pay the price in blood in front of the beast ancestor!"

Hearing this, Sak said angrily.

"NO, I have not!"

Seeing that the sharp blade was getting closer, Sak swung the sharp blade in his hand without hesitation, blocking the blow.

"Really, then why did the beast ancestor judge you? Judge your unclean soul!"

Sac's father said to Sac Blackblade with a distorted face, and at the same time attacked him again.

Hearing this sentence, Sac woke up suddenly.

He raised his head, looked at the "beast ancestor" who had been watching him in the distance, and said in surprise.

"No no, Beast Ancestor, I have never used conspiracy to kill my enemies, I have always defeated my enemies openly!"

But the beast ancestor remained silent, as if denying Sak's defense of himself.

Moreover, the sharp blade wielded by Sak's father is getting closer and closer to Sak.

....

The other orcs also fell into the illusion after the black sun launched this wave.

However, the illusions of the abyss that each of them saw were different.

What some orcs saw was some kind of treasure that they longed for lying in front of them, but there was a poisonous liquid of strong acid flowing under their feet.

The more he wanted to get closer to get this treasure, the more he had to endure the pain of strong acid erosion and go to the location of the treasure.

And the distance from this treasure to him was just on the edge of his tolerable range.

No more and no less!

And the phantoms of the abyss that some orcs saw were some kind of strange *dreams.

Countless beautiful girls, regardless of race, gathered beside him, telling him about the upcoming sexual scene in his ears with the most sensual words.

Their bodies are so soft, their scents are so charming, and their existence is so...  

reality!

In addition to these scenes about desire, the abyss environment that more orcs see is often related to the things they fear most in their hearts, or some dark secrets they are least willing to mention!

In these illusions of the abyss, their few intellects were once again weakened...

"One...two..."

On the other side, the lord with the Abyss Codex in his hand continued to count strange numbers.

Because, this is just the second wave of mental shock!

The spiritual impact from the black sun will continue to impact the poor souls of this group of orcs!

Until they are completely dead, or, completely crazy!