Mysterious journey

Garen came back to his senses, and there were piles of bones everywhere around him. Flesh, flesh, and blood were mixed together. They were burned by the corrosive air and sizzled, with green smoke rising out.

There are demons rushing forward all around. Some of these demons are small demons and large demons of Tanar'ri. They drag their often spiked tails, have black bat wings on their backs, and have horns on their heads. Their shapes are very distinctive. They are the most vivid in human impression. Standard demon form.

Others are some weird war machines, huge black turtles, full of sharp teeth. Cyclops, face covered in black scales.

There are also manta rays floating in mid-air. Their bodies are covered with huge poisonous stingers, each one looks like a balloon, and they can shoot out a large number of stingers like a rain of arrows at any time.

In addition to various demons, there are mercenaries from all major planes.

Most of the races were humans and humanoids, and Garen saw the most kobolds rushing past him. These kobolds shouted in a changed tone of dragon language, waved flails or hammers, and some had magic micro-lights on their hands. Light, driven forward feverishly 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's Fortress hadn't released the last batch of huge demons, they would have been rushed directly into the fortress gate at this time.

"Respected strong man, take out your military merit card. It's time to reward based on your merits." A hag floated in front of Garen and whispered.

"Lead the way." Garen glanced at her lightly. Each different demon fortress is an independent country. As long as he is strong, he can become the fortress lord, regardless of race or position. Generally speaking, fortress masters are top level experts, at least level 14.

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, a bloody place under the sun shining with chains.

There are even a lot of demigods hidden here, and there are also some evil gods and abyss lords who live in certain abyss layers. These are all real gods. It is not something that mortal beings can contend with.

Care must be taken here.

Garen roughly knows his limitations. In the battle with the Devil Warlord, he has understood that his overall strength should be at level 12 now. He has the soul artifact and poisonous eye as his trump cards, and the time and space spell. As long as they are not caught off guard, they can rely on spell fluctuations to force distortion and interference, so that they can barely reach the point of being invincible.

"Even if I raise my agility and intelligence to 180, it might only be level 13. Every level after level 10 is a huge difference in strength. It's best to improve here and hunt more devils. Potential point." Garen's mind was spinning with thoughts.

He has already shown his strength, and the Lord of the Demon Fortress here must attach great importance to him.

Led by the hag, Garen exited the battlefield and walked in through the gate of the fortress surrounded by white bone spikes. Groups of crawling abyss monsters were transporting corpses from the battlefield into the fortress, directly filling the damaged city walls in large quantities. and construction gaps.

The appearance of these giant monsters is like an enlarged version of skeleton warriors, except that their bones are much thicker and their bodies reach a height of five or six meters. Infinitely powerful.

The corpses were transported by black fish rays flying one after another. They flapped their broad wings and dumped the piles of corpses, regardless of whether they were devils or demons.

Some black fish rays began to greedily gnaw at the carcasses before they were finished.

Groups of well-equipped warriors with two sharp bone spurs growing out of their backs patrolled the fortress. Their back bone spurs formed a perfect circle on the back of their heads, which looked very regular.

The ghost woman led Garen all the way towards the highest point of the fortress.

Passing through an area where equipment is made, there are all dwarves and human blacksmiths, and there are many slaves who are cursed and driven to work.

We passed through a trade area and a gladiatorial area.

Soon they came to a huge palace made of bones.

The guards were two silver giant statues more than ten meters high. They leaned down and looked at Galen carefully. Then the entrance was silently opened.

A little devil with purple-red 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 her back and a long bone-spiked tail, everything else has grown into the shape of a human woman.

As soon as Garen entered the palace, his heart tightened.

The fortress master at the top of the palace is a skeleton lich wearing a red robe. His eyes are flashing red, and he is holding his chin in his hand with a thoughtful expression.

Among the guests sitting below, Kratos was among them!

"Welcome our powerful White Dragon Warrior." Bang Bang Bang

The Skeleton Lich clapped his hands gently and spoke with a graceful and noble lady's voice.

"As a mercenary from outside who suddenly joins the battle, Mr. Bailong, what kind of reward do you want to offset your military exploits this time?"

Garen glanced at Kratos on the left, who was eyeing him eagerly, and two other strange creatures.

One is a black kobold with black energy all over his body, and the other is an elemental life whose body is made up of red magma. His skin is covered with red clouds.

Both of these guys showed strong hostility, greed, and bloodlust.

Garen now has a vague idea of ​​what the focus is on level ten and above.

"Reward?" He withdrew his gaze and looked at the fortress master. In front of powerful existences up to level 14, these guys should not dare to mess around.

"I want enough souls! High-quality souls!"

Kratos' eyes narrowed. The human form he transformed into was a miniature version of a giant beast, with basically no change in appearance.

"This guy has a soul artifact that can purify soul impurities, but it can't directly absorb souls. What's the use of it?"

"No matter what, let's catch this guy first!" Bakiloa said coldly.

"High-quality soul?" The fortress master's bones crossed his fingers lightly and thought for a moment.

"With your military exploits, I can give you ten level 10 souls. Well, complete level 10 souls without any damage. In addition, your level 10 core has just been formed. It seems to be mainly composed of toxins. I I will give you a giant bone pit that can produce two giant bone monsters every week. If you are willing to join me, I can give you a territory that is completely your own. How about it? Slaves, wealth, treasures, whatever you want, you can have it. ! I can also give you an army, allowing you to return to the main plane to take revenge on those enemies who once drove you into the abyss!"

Garen immediately understood that the other party was recruiting him.

Glancing at the surprised expressions of Bakiroya and the other three people beside him, he suddenly understood. It was obvious that the fortress master was using their threats and the temptation of profit to seduce him to join her.

He is here to slaughter and improve himself anyway, and it doesn't matter whether he joins or not, he will have to fight bloody battles.

"Okay, I'll join."

The fortress master chuckled.

"It's so refreshing!" She rubbed her hand bones and began to look at the three guys next to her maliciously. Kratos's face suddenly turned pale. Ma Fei was also vaguely nervous, but only Bakiloa didn't care. He was confident that even if he couldn't compete head-on in front of the fortress master with his level 13 strength, he would at most be severely injured and run away.

But presumably the fortress owner would not kill them because of this.

It rolled its eyes and also laughed.

"Ms. Revenge, what if we also join your fortress? Can you agree to our conditions?"

"You?" Skeleton Lich laughed as if he was amused.

"Bakiloa, I have heard of your reputation a long time ago. You are capricious. The terms of the contract are inherently invalid for you. Even the Styx Contract cannot restrain you. Your personality changes every abyssal month. Who dares to use you? "

"And you, Ma Fei, your enemies alone are enough to give me a headache. You are generally very capable of escaping, but you also like to cause trouble everywhere."

She looked at Kratos.

"Finally, there is you, Kratos. The Lord of the Fortress of Ten Thousand Cries has communicated with me and asked me to send you back quickly. It is impossible to leave you here."

She spread her hands.

"Look, in this case, what use do you have to me? Lord Garen actually killed a lot of devils for me and played a big role on the battlefield."

"Besides, let's not mention its other relationship with me."

Skeleton Lich Ruo pointed out something.

"In that case, we won't bother you anymore." Bakiloa saw that things were not going to work, and he was too lazy to talk nonsense. He couldn't fight, so he simply left. His whole body exploded with a bang and disappeared from where he was.

Ma Fei chuckled and dispersed. They were just projections here. None of the individuals in the abyss were cunning and cautious.

Kratos glared at Garen bitterly, knowing that there was nothing he could do now, and he had made a deadly enemy for no reason. He was not in an ordinary depressed mood, so he also left.

There were only two skeleton lichs and Garen left in the Bone Hall.

"Garen, are you okay now?" The skeleton lich suddenly spoke and said a name that made Garen a little stunned.

"You!.?" He narrowed his eyes cautiously, "How did you know that I have a relationship with An?"

The Skeleton Lich suddenly laughed.

"How do I know? When I was studying arcana in An'ner, I'm afraid your mother wasn't even born yet!"

This guy's aura changed, and suddenly his whole body exuded a terrifying aura as deep as a black hole.

This power enveloped the entire hall, wider than the ocean and more majestic than the sky. There are countless black smokey faces flying naturally among them, which are exactly the same as the black smokey faces in An Abyss.

Seeing this, Garen immediately believed it. This kind of black smoke on human faces can only appear in An Nali.

"The Dragon of Disaster." He murmured softly.

"Yes. This is just an incarnation of me." Skeleton Lich replied with a smile. "My true body is hidden in a dark layer of the abyss, and I usually only move around in this capacity."...