"Oops, that's too much. Even if it's another world, it's too unreasonable!"

Eshuin scrambled to hide in the depths of the rubble, then muttered to himself as he pumped his face.

What kind of big coffee are you pretending, now you are completely out of it.

He was 100 percent sure that he had been in the Earl's Mansion a few minutes ago, with a soft carpet on the floor and intricate exotic patterns on it. There are original paintings on the walls, and along the walls there is a delicate silver candlestick every fifty centimeters, and the candle flame is flickering, illuminating the silver tableware.

But he just did it a little bit, and the surroundings were completely changed.

After coming back to his senses again, Ashine found himself standing in a strange area where flames were surging everywhere!

As far as the eye can see, there is only boiling magma flowing from the cracks in the mountain, a wasteland-like cracked, devastated charred earth, and the air still shimmering with sparks, heat waves and sulfur. He looked up at the sky, and the gloomy dark clouds completely obscured all light sources, and it was a hellish scene in front of him.

The so-called demon realm division where the demon species live, the "abyss" is probably like this.

Of course, if it was just the difficult conditions, it wouldn't make him regret it so much that he slapped himself.

After all, even if the undead fortress that was once the most prosperous area of the undead partition is a dilapidated castle, the living conditions of the undead are really low, and Eishuin, who has lived in this capacity for centuries, naturally won't mind, but the problem is-

"Hahaha, is this the power of a duke-level demon! Wonderful, it's so wonderful!"

A few kilometers behind him, there was an explosive hoarse voice.

The monster with a body size of hundreds of feet tall, the lower half of the body still soaked in hot magma, and the head of a lion on the sheep's hoof was sneering madly, and the joints in the form of sword blades were derived from the center of the arm, rising with pitch-black flames, judging from the feeling that everything around him was burned out with it as the center, Ai Xiuin estimated that even if he just approached it, he would be forced to evaporate by the terrifying heat in an instant.

Even if you haven't seen it with your own eyes, the image of that demon is the lowest level demon, and the Blade Hunter Demon is unmistakable.

The method of judging the strength of the demon has nothing to do with the species, and the racial advantage can only be said to be a higher starting line, which cannot be regarded as a standard.

The most concise way is to look at their size.

Although it is the most common and vicious race in the demon world, the demon has always been the purest in the demon world, and the supremacy of strength is interpreted to the fullest, without any conspiracy and strategy, only by absolutely strong brute force and crushing natural ability can occupy a place in the demon world of terrifying creatures, advocating that living is the truth, strong is righteous them, they will continue to kill their own race, devour flesh and blood, and their strength and size will become more and more exaggerated......

And the demon that is the size of a small mountain, even the lowest-level Blade Hunter, is fully qualified to sit firmly at the duke level.

"Perfect, suffocating sense of abundance! With this power, even the strongest knights in the Kingdom of Sismal can easily crush it, and this power cannot be lost to anyone!"

With the monster's manic laughter, the surrounding flames were all drawn away, and from a distance, it looked like a demon god had descended.

"I didn't expect that the relationship of the Undead Supreme could only run away like ants, it's ridiculous. ”

Lamar (the Demon Duke), who could no longer be described as [human], roared to his heart's content, "Hide, struggle, and accept death under the supreme power of that Lord, Your Excellency Aeshuin!!"

How did things come to this......

Asiine was still impressed, only the Count suddenly stood up from his main seat.

But when he came back to his senses, he was already standing in a completely unfamiliar place, the other party had obviously played some kind of trick, but as for what it was, he didn't know, his ability was unknown, his current situation was unknown, the time of his attack was unknown, and he didn't even know what it was.

The only thing that Eshuin knew was that some laughing demon duke was playing peek-a-boo with him......

The hateful princess Vivien, who only mentioned some inconsequential things, but the most important information did not appear at all!

"No, no, no, we'll talk about it later! Damn, now is not the time to think about that. ”

Slander is slander, Ai Xiu forced himself to calm down, and at this time, it was useless to draw a circle and curse others.

Whatever one may say, nothing else can be considered until the current predicament is resolved alive.

- [Although they are simple-minded beasts, the Lord has paid a great price for dealing with them in the first place. Because it is advanced by devouring its own kind, the ecology of the demon is somewhat disordered, and there are often chaotic weird abilities. But generally speaking, a demon that is recognized and granted a knighthood is not too weak, and a baron-level demon can easily shred a fifth-order professional. As for you, you can't even defeat the lowest-level Blade Hunter. 】

Ah Shu's words suddenly flashed in his mind, "If the baron-level demon can be equivalent to a fifth-order professional." ”

The sixth-order Demon Viscount and the Earl are comparable to the seventh-order Sacred Domain and the Duke......

A cold sweat broke out in an instant as soon as Ai Xiu deduced this, that is the slightly weaker demigod!

At this moment, he realized that he had gotten rid of it, 10,000 of the great demons of that level were not enough for others to kill and play, even in the Book of the Dead Felicia in the heyday of the undead.

"At least here, it's impossible to confront each other head-on......"

Hell, I'm still thinking about destroying my prestige at this time. Eshuin slapped himself again and quickly came back to his senses.

He could be sure that the earl a few minutes ago was still an ordinary human, and if he wanted to make a guy with no cultivation background suddenly become a duke-level great demon, even a god could not do this, and the most likely explanation was that he fell into an illusion.

But what Eshuin was certain of was that this space was not an illusion, or rather, it could not be simply an illusion.

Everything around him was so real that he could even clearly smell the rich, choking smell of sulfur in the air.

But it is precisely because of this that there is too strong a sense of disobedience, how can the undead have a sense of smell?

There are many ways to create illusions, even those who don't know magic can do it, such as scientists in another world, alchemists can achieve it through aromas of animals and plants that may hallucinate, with suitable psychological hypnosis, not to mention that in this strange world with all the abilities, there are countless plants and magical beasts that can use illusions, which is simply too easy.

It stands to reason that this is the most appropriate for the status quo, because this kind of illusion is constructed by me, and the details that are not right will be filled in by myself.

But this is the undead, theoretically speaking, the undead do not have a basic sensory system, the physical possibility is temporarily ruled out, and then it is magic, but this possibility was quickly ruled out, just release some [Illusion Mist] and other spells that make people lose their direction, it is easy to say, using spells to create illusions is quite thankless, easy to make mistakes, not to mention, this kind of spell requires quite high magic control skills of the caster.

If it was still possible to do that, the most important thing was that he found himself unable to use any spells.

There is something nearby that is interfering with the spell casting, it is very likely that Her Royal Highness mentioned that the Demon Sealing Enchantment has taken effect, which is also the condition for him to judge that he is in the illusion, he should still be in the Earl's Mansion, and he may not even have left the restaurant.

The effect of the enchantment is naturally two-way, and it is impossible not to use it yourself, but the arranger of the enchantment can.

And then there are the most difficult to judge and the various innate abilities that cannot be determined at all-

As far as Ai Xiu Yin knew, Dream Demons had the ability to infiltrate the other party's consciousness and create real illusions based on their own thoughts.

"Damn, this is cornered, you can trap yourself to death in a dream......"

Although it's just a guess, if it's really the other party who invades his spiritual sea through some kind of ability, it's troublesome, it's like a dream, and the speed of time in the illusion can't be accurately judged, and it's impossible to even expect Paul's support, and it's not wrong to say that it's the worst situation.

He may have been hiding in this place for more than ten days, but only a few seconds have passed in the real world.