Chapter 420: Return to the Seventy-first Layer of the Abyss

The demon of the Heaven Sacrifice is related to the ranking of the Nordhill Guardian Council, and the heavier the weight, the better, and the Abyss Lord is the best.

Of course, taking the Abyss Lord to sacrifice to the sky, the White Dragon Lord can only think about it, whether he can beat it or not is still a question, it thinks back to the more famous demons on the battlefield of the bloody battle.

First of all, the Demon Flame Tyrant - Haguras, since the fall of the Wailing Lord, this Barlow Flame Demon has regained its freedom and joined the Flame Prison Master, this time it has found an organization, its strength has grown by leaps and bounds, and it shines at the end of the bloody war, and is now stationed in the Demon Fortress - Sky Burning Fortress.

Consider getting started.

The second is the Soul Judgment Demon - Sarema, Sarema is a general under the Abyss Guardian, it has made great achievements in the bloody battle, and seven high-level legends have been directly or indirectly damaged in its hands, but the Abyss Guardian is a strong man at the same level as the Radiant Archangel - the Light of Light, and it takes the right time to hunt Sarema.

There is also the eight-armed snake demon - Udina, the blade master was seriously injured and fled back to her hometown, but her army in the bloody battlefield did not all evacuate, the leader of these remnants of the defeated generals is Udina, Udina advanced to the eight-armed snake demon not long ago, the strength is a little weaker but the fame is great.

Take the blade master to sacrifice to the sky as the spokesperson on the bloody battlefield, and you can also disgust the blade master by the way, and collect some of her interest for secretly calculating herself, the white dragon lord is a little moved, but the specific situation depends on the situation.

Thinking like this, the White Dragon Lord sent a message to Gurgaru, ordering Gulgaru to teleport to Naxxramas City at regular intervals every day, keeping an eye out for news of the bloody battlefield.

After escaping death and regaining a new life, nothing comforts a tired soul more than a good night's sleep.

The White Dragon Lord walked towards his dormitory, passing through the enchanted gardens and beautifully decorated corridors, and it came to the long-lost dormitory, and fell into a deep sleep with peace of mind.

When the White Dragon Lord woke up again, it was already a week later.

The exhaustion and worries were gone, and the White Dragon Lord was ready to get down to business, so he came to the White Tower and entered a special communication frequency.

After waiting for a while, the half-length projection of Master Allen appeared in front of the White Dragon Lord, and just like decades ago, Master Allen had not changed at all.

"Alan, long time no see. ”

"Amos, I'm so happy to see you......

After a bloody battle, the White Dragon Lord and Master Allen formed a deep friendship, they haven't seen each other for decades, the two have talked a lot, and after chatting for a long time, the White Dragon Lord got down to business.

"Allen, with my current strength, I can completely capture the Corrupt Monarch and ask for the news of the treasure, let's go to the seventy-first level of the abyss together. ”

Last time, the White Dragon Lord, Allen, Howler, and Orcs worked together to track down the treasure left by the Lord of the Abyss, the Lord of the Eclipse, and found the head of the Corrupt Monarch, but due to the imminent bloody battle and strength constraints, the four stopped the pursuit.

Now, the White Dragon Lord brought up this matter again, and Master Allen was full of emotion in his heart, he was still confident that he could fight with the White Dragon Lord at the beginning, but now he has lost this confidence.

"Okay, the Wild Boar's Howl Adventure Group has been investigating for so long, and there is still no result, and now you have broken through the gods and done this matter to avoid long nights. ”

"Well, we're on the same page on this matter, and the time is set for tonight, when we're meeting in Naxxramas City, and I'm going to contact Ms. Namagani, and hopefully she'll be able to attend. ”

The White Dragon Lord ends the communication and enters another communication frequency.

Namagani Skyscreamer was badly injured in the last bloody battle, and Mage Merlin informed the Desert Buster of the Star Boundary, and the Desert Buster went to the Abyss to pick up his animal companions, so the White Dragon Lord just contacted the Brass Dragon, the Desert Buster, directly.

A bust of an old man in a yellow robe appeared in front of the White Dragon Lord, and he looked at the White Dragon Lord suspiciously.

"Hack Moodiro, I'm Amos Aldridge from Nordhill. ”

Desert Buster suddenly said: "So you are Amos, I heard Merlin talk about you, did he invite me to convince me to participate in the celebration......?" , I'm very happy that the dragon clan can have such an excellent junior as you, but I'm repairing a world facing death, and I really can't leave. ”

This brass dragon may have misunderstood something~.

"Understandably, the world needs you more than celebrations, and in fact, I'm your animal companion, Lady Namagani, and I have something to discuss with him. ”

"That's right," the yellow-robed old man turned around: "Little Heihei!"

Little Black Black?!

As if he had heard something he shouldn't have heard, the White Dragon Lord remembered Namagani's huge body, and his eyes showed a hint of urgency.

"Shut up, old man, call me little black again, and I'll pull out all your flowers!" came the angry roar of the Sky Screamer from the other side of the projection.

"Who's looking for me?"

The desert nemesis was pushed aside, and the Sky Screamer appeared in front of the White Dragon Lord, looking at the White Dragon Lord, her face was a little wonderful.

"Ahem, ahem, don't spread the word. ”

"Ahem, ahem, nothing happened just now. ”

White Dragon Lord Masase: "Lady Namagani, I came to you this time to re-explore the seventy-first layer of the abyss and accomplish what I didn't do last time. ”

The Howler's face was complicated: "You and Alan have already communicated, I won't participate in this adventure, my injuries are not healed, the old man also needs me, by the way, I still have a few subordinates stationed in the rotten swamp, you can go to them first, see if there is any useful information, their leader is called Willen Forest Ranger." ”

"Any joint code?"

"No, huh...... , his nickname is Short-Eared Bunny, a nickname that is only known to the insiders of the party. ”

“......”

The White Dragon Lord and the Sky Screamer reminisced and ended the call.

Time passed quickly, and soon it was the time agreed between the White Dragon Lord and Master Allen, and the White Dragon Lord teleported to the abyss.

When the strength reaches the level of gods, even if the White Dragon Lord is not defeated by the gods in the void, it is enough to protect himself, because it uses the teleportation platform in the White Tower.

Mage Alan arrives as promised, and the White Dragon Lord casts a teleportation spell to teleport the two to the Rotten Swamp.

With the Blood Moon at its head and the stars disappearing, the White Dragon Lord and Mage Alan appeared in the sky above the Rotten Swamp, discerning its direction and flying south.

To the south of the Rotten Swamp, there is an adventurer's camp where adventurers from all planes gather, and their main prey is the demonized beasts of the Rotten Swamp, where the adventure squads of the Boar's Howl are stationed.

After flying for more than ten minutes, the White Dragon Lord saw the star bonfires in the adventurer's camp on the ground in the distance, and from a distance, these bonfires looked like sparks after they burned out.

Soon, the White Dragon Lord flew closer, and the adventurer's camp appeared in its eyes in its entirety.

The adventurer's camp was built on a large piece of land in the swamp, presumably the legendary mage had enlarged the area by magic, and raised the height of the roadbed, and the edge of the camp was made of local mud to build a circle of mud walls several people high, the mud wall enclosed an area of about 10,000 square meters, and the camp was full of dusty tents, some close to each other, some far away, because the adventurers were also divided into groups.

Many of the Abyssal Planes have similar adventurer camps, which are often built and housed by one or more Legendary Professionals, providing safe shelter and teleportation services for adventurers who come to adventure.

Of course, all these services are not free, and the safety is only relative to the wilderness without any guarantees, not to mention the overlord-level demons of each layer of the abyss, even the hydra before being subdued by the White Dragon Lord may destroy an adventurer's camp.

In fact, every year, news of the destruction of an adventurer's camp comes out, or a famous legendary adventurer has established a new camp in that abyss.

In this world, ordinary people still account for the vast majority, and god-level powerhouses like the White Dragon Lord will not exceed 10,000 in the entire multiverse, and among these 10,000, gods and abyss lords will occupy half of the share. (Note: Although the Pantheon claims to be a pantheon, the number of gods is far less than 10,000)

Ten thousand god-powerhouses may seem like a lot, but you must know that the entire multiverse has as many planes as many as stars, and the number of recorded material planes in the Nordhill Guardian Council alone is as high as more than a million.

Of the more than one million planes of matter, the small planes account for the vast majority, while the giant planes only have thirty-two.

In the giant material plane, the legendary powerhouse may not be so conspicuous, among the many small and medium-sized planes, the legendary powerhouse is the powerhouse who stands up to the sky, and the same is true in this adventurer's camp, the white dragon lord senses the breath of the three legendary powerhouses in the camp.

Not disturbing other people's sleep in the middle of the night is the most basic moral cultivation of civilized people, and the White Dragon Lord and Master Allen have a good ideological awareness.

As he approached the camp, the White Dragon Lord took on the form of a dragonman and slowly descended towards the camp with Mage Allen.

In the camp, the night watchman breathed a sigh of relief when he saw this scene, and slowly lowered the small hammer that rang the alarm bell in his hand, slowing down the landing to indicate that the comer had no malicious intent, and the patrol also lowered the crossbow arrow in his hand.

Dare to fly under the blood moon, both are at least legendary powerhouses, and may even be high-level legends, in case of a miss, the crossbow arrow shoots out, and it will be over.

In the center of the camp, the two legendary powerhouses in the big tent breathed a sigh of relief at the same time, and put away the teleportation scroll in their hands, although they could see the figures of the White Dragon Lord and Master Allen, they couldn't feel any breath, which showed that the strength of the comer was far above the two of them.

"Let's go, go out and meet these two high-level legendary powers," the two legendary powerhouses walked out of the big tent, as the owners of the camp, it was necessary for them to contact the high-level legendary powerhouses who suddenly came, even if they didn't get benefits, it was always good to be familiar.

As for the fact that the comer was a god-level powerhouse, these two legendary adventurers couldn't even think of it.

The White Dragon Lord and Mage Alan descended on the camp.

After getting down to earth, the White Dragon Lord looked at the two legendary powerhouses, one was a legendary mage in a purple robe, and the other was a legendary warrior, the strength of these two could only be regarded as average among the legendary powerhouses, and the White Dragon Lord lost interest.

"Where's the Howl of the Boar's tent?"

Hearing the White Dragon Lord's question, the legendary mage unconsciously pointed to a large tent to the west.

"Thank you. ”

The White Dragon Lord and Mage Alan walked towards a large tent to the west, sensing that there was one of the last legendary powerhouses in the camp, presumably a subordinate of the Sky Screamer.

At the same time, a gold coin of divine power flew towards the two legendary powerhouses, hovering in front of the legendary mage.

There is an entrance fee to enter the privately run adventurer's camp, and the White Dragon Lord doesn't know how much the entrance fee is, but one divine power gold coin is equivalent to 10,000 gold coins, and it should be more than enough to pay the entrance fee for two people.

The legendary mage looked at the suspended divine power gold coin in front of him in a daze, and his heart was terrified, just an ordinary question could deter his mind, the strength of the person who came was simply unfathomable, and a sentence came to his mind - words follow the law.

"God-level powerhouse?!"

"By the way, there may be some movement in the Corrupt Monarch's territory tonight, so don't panic," the White Dragon Lord kindly reminded, because it was very likely to go to trouble the Corrupt Monarch and make some noise later.

The White Dragon Lord and Master Alan walked towards the tent of another legendary powerhouse, the owner of the tent was a half-elf legendary ranger, the half-elf ranger was already waiting at the door, and he looked a little nervous.

In this regard, the White Dragon Lord felt understanding, and was suddenly approached by a powerful alien race he didn't know, just like a tiger suddenly visiting the little white rabbit, and the "little white rabbit" felt a little uneasy.

The White Dragon Lord casts a soundproof barrier.

"Don't worry, we're friends of Lady Namagani, and my companion and I would like to hear something from you for your purpose here," the White Dragon Lord took the initiative to explain without waiting for the half-elf ranger to ask.

The half-elf ranger secretly breathed a sigh of relief: "These two adults, the purpose of our Wild Boar Howl in the Rotten Swamp is to hunt demonized beasts, there is no other news. ”

"Your mission is to keep an eye on the area around the Corrupt Monarch's realm and try to find clues to the Arcane Empire's relics, and we've spoken to Lady Namagani who is healing her wounds on the Astral Plane, the Ranger - Willen Ranger, also known as the Short-Eared Bunny. ”

The half-elf ranger's expression was a little embarrassed, but the guard in his heart was completely lifted, after all, the White Dragon Lord was so familiar with his mission, and he also called out a nickname that only a few people knew.

"Ahem, ahem, two adults, please forgive me for being cautious!Also, just call me Willen, our head always likes to give people strange nicknames!" The half-elf cursed in his heart, and led the White Dragon Lord and Master Allen into the tent.

The three of them sat on the floor inside the tent, and the half-elf ranger pulled out a pile of debris from the space container.

"My lords, we have found these on the outskirts of the Corrupt Monarch's domain, and we are sure that these Arcane Empire relics have been deliberately discarded around the territory. ”