After thinking about it for a long time, the White Dragon Lord didn't think of any good way, and greeted the leopard on the side.

"You're on guard, Jyole. ”

The White Dragon Lord, who had shrunk in size, let the leopard keep an eye on the enemy's movements, and he dived back into the water, picked a suitable position, and started his old job - digging holes.

Speaking of digging holes, we have to mention the hiding life of the young dragon, during that difficult time, Amos took the dragon brother and sister to run around.

Digging a hole was a craft that was practiced at that time in order to avoid the enemy.

It had been a long time since he had practiced this craft, but Amos was not unfamiliar, on the contrary, due to the strength of his body at this time, it was countless times higher than before, and his efficiency was much higher.

After digging some distance into the rock wall from underwater, the White Dragon Lord dug straight up until he was high enough to create a large living area, and then buckled two holes in the rock wall to look down on the entire island from a high vantage point.

In order to prevent the excavated stones from being discovered, the white dragon swallowed all the stones, and for the white dragon, who eats gold coins as beans, it is natural that only stones are not a problem.

The stones were digested cleanly by the dragon's powerful stomach acid, but the taste was really not good.

The White Dragon Lord smacked his tongue and swore in his heart that he would never eat stones in the future!

The cave was built.

The White Dragon Lord let the leopard hide as well, and blocked the entrance to the cave with a stone that was specially left behind.

For the next seven days, the white dragon asked Yuil to observe the enemy's intelligence, and he tried to use various means to inform Elena and the others outside, but they all failed.

The White Dragon Lord stared at the altar on the island through the small hole he had dug.

It seems that the bloody altar must be destroyed before it can get out!

"Youil, what useful information have you gained from your observations in the past few days?"

"Master, I guess that in the largest room, there is a teleportation array, and they sacrifice a large number of captives every day, and the first place where those captives come out is the big room, and then they will be imprisoned in small rooms. ”

Amos nodded.

"Go on. ”

"I found that every day there were people who brought food to the altar on time, and that it was a living being, not a treasure, that controlled the bloody altar. ”

"Moreover, I also found that every three days, these demon believers would hold a gathering to worship a demon statue together. ”

The White Dragon Lord was interested.

"What does this demon statue look like?"

"This demon ....... ”

According to the description of the Phantom Leopard, the White Dragon Lord recalled the information about the powerful demons in his mind, and found that the master of this group of demon believers was the lord of the 132nd layer of the abyss, one of the supreme commanders of the demons on the bloody battlefield, the Dark Monarch - Drasius.

Four thousand years ago, he defeated all his rivals, unified the 132nd layer of the Bottomless Abyss, and was recognized by the Will of the Abyss as the new Lord of the Abyss.

Among the veteran Abyss Lords who have been around for tens of thousands of years, or even millions, of years, Rasiu is an out-and-out newcomer.

In the bottomless abyss, if the new Abyss Lord cannot prove his strength, he will attract countless challengers to pull him from the throne of the Abyss Lord and replace him.

Therefore, Drasius urgently needs to prove that he can be worthy of the name of the Abyss Lord.

It is precisely because of this that it takes the initiative to participate in the bloody battlefield, trying to prove its strength on the battlefield and accumulate prestige.

At the same time, it is also one of the Abyss Lords most enthusiastic about invading Nordhill.

What could be more convincing to the demons than to conquer this powerful plane and make the invasion of the four Abyss Lords fail.

The White Dragon Lord retracted his thoughts and continued to ask.

"Any other information?"

Juyl continued.

"In the worshipping group, I saw what the owner called the benthic devilfish, four adults, two juveniles, and nothing else was found. ”

The White Dragon Lord bowed his head in contemplation.

In this way, there are at least four legendary-level benthic devilfish here, plus a strong man who guards the altar without knowing the depths.

Now, the crux of the matter is to figure out the strength of the strong man who guards the altar.

If it's a high-level legend, then you can only outwit, if not, then it's better to outwit.

There are no high-level legends, and although the White Dragon Lord is not worried about his safety, it must care about Yuil.

After thinking about it for a while, the White Dragon Lord decided to lure the snake out of the cave with a trick, and personally act as a bait to lure the enemy's main force out, and then let Yuil take the opportunity to destroy the bloody altar.

As soon as he said it, the White Dragon Lord immediately explained his plan to Yuil.

Beecher Arnold ignored the pleading look of the woman in front of her and plunged the dagger into her heart, blood spurting out and pouring it on the altar.

Around him, his companions did the same, and the sacrifices fell on the altar, their eyes gradually graying.

Beecher Arnold watched it all indifferently.

These heretics deserve to die!

Unfortunately, my wife and daughter are gone, otherwise I would have taken them with me and thrown them into the arms of my master.

Beecher Arnold reminisced back to the old days.

He was originally just an ordinary farmer, with a wife and a daughter, living a hard, but happy life.

Unfortunately, the damned second son of the baron ruined everything, and when he and his wife returned home from the fields, they found their daughter lying in a pool of blood, and her lower body was miserable.

His wife passed out on the spot, and she couldn't afford to fall ill and died of depression.

Beecher Arnold went to complain about the atrocities of the baron's second son, only to be rewarded with a week's imprisonment for the baron's second son, a few gold coins, and the pestilence-free eyes of his neighbors and friends.

Beecher Arnold, who is desperate for this world, meets his guide and joins the Church of the Devil, he knows what he believes in, but he doesn't care, he only asks for power to complete his revenge, and he is satisfied.

Beecher Arnold got his wish, he killed the Baron's family, standing on their corpses and laughing wildly.

Beecher Arnold, who had embraced demonic powers, unwittingly became the same person as the second son of the baron he hated, and even worse.

But who cares?!

The only thing that Beecher Arnold regrets is that he couldn't let his wife and daughter throw themselves into the arms of his master together.

Beecher Arnold, retracting his thoughts, inserted the dagger into its sheath and walked towards the resting house.

Today's work, done!

Suddenly, the distant stone wall exploded, and a white behemoth flew out of the scattered rock fragments and smoke.

Spraying terrifying ice-blue dragon breath all the way, it struck the island.

At a distance of a few hundred meters, the White Dragon Lord blinked, and the surging dragon breath sprayed towards the crowd on the island.

The island's defensive magic was triggered, and a blood-red magic shroud kept the ice-blue dragon's breath out.

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Chapter 176: Action