"Victory belongs to Valoran!"

On the high platform of the main castle, the vanished Modrian reappeared, and the dark gray floor was covered with a knightly aura like crimson blood.

He looked at the blue sky and white clouds above his head, at the gradually emerging fortress of Lakstak, and at the Noxian soldiers who had always stood at their posts and were not afraid, and a smile appeared on his white face.

The shadow mist that permeated before was the domain of Tobias, the god of conspiracy and evil, who never wanted to lose his dominance and suffered from it, becoming the best cover for Ancient Fear Federtic.

The darkness is gone, and the light is shedding.

After seeing the two unharmed figures in the sky and on the ground, Modrian breathed a sigh of relief, and the worry in his heart seemed a little worried.

Pan Sen didn't look like much had changed, the boiling mortal power fell asleep again, the golden rune mark engraved on the surface of his body skin dimmed, but his heaving chest spoke of how fierce the battle had just ended.

Ancient Dread Federico, still dressed in tattered linen clothes, the rusty kerosene lamp he was carrying lit up dimly, even in the daytime, it was unusually eye-catching.

"Food.... Food... My food ....."

The light on the high platform of the main castle suddenly changed brightly and darkly, and Modrian couldn't help but half-squint his eyes, and looked at Federico who suddenly appeared in front of him with a twinkling expression.

In the field of vision, the straw-woven body was crooked, and the strange eyes were silently fixed on Modrian's face, and a similar sentence was repeated in his mouth.

"Food?" Modrian gazed at Federico's straw body and couldn't help but recall the scene when he summoned ancient fears.

The boundless fear, the seemingly endless waves, washed over his soul, and if it weren't for the help of Gana and Panson at the time, he might not have even been able to come out of the fear completely.

Even so, he meditated and recuperated for several days before he completely came out of the shadow of fear.

And the food Federik is talking about now refers to the source of evil left by Tobias, the god of conspiracy and evil, but hasn't that already been devoured by Federico?

As if sensing Modrian's inner thoughts, Federico's strange eyes shimmered crimson, and he raised the rusty kerosene lamp in his hand and pointed to the faint shadow within the light.

"I crave food to escape .... That would be good story 'material'...."

The hoarse voice echoed in Modrian's ears, and then he saw that Federico seemed to sense something, looked into the unknown, walked forward, and directly smashed the spatial barrier, and the straw body ignored the chaotic and violent spatial turbulence and escaped into the transitional plane.

Whoa! Whoa!

The mottled spatial energy was like a turbulent water rushing through the dense spatial cracks that emerged, but in a moment, Federico's figure disappeared.

"My lord, don't worry."

Hearing the familiar words, Modrian turned to look behind him, and saw a more embarrassing robbery, a black chain mail with many damages, and he could see the shirt inside, and a few scars all over the body.

With the death of the evil god clone that accompanied the arrival of Tobias, Zai quickly escaped from the prison of conspiracy with the help of [Tears of Shadow] and regained the light of day.

"According to some of the deeds circulating in the Valoran continent, His Majesty Federico should have gone to chase the traces of Tobias, the god of conspiracy and evil." Zai explained in a low voice that the horror of ancient fears was far more terrifying than the deeds that had been circulated.

In the long history of the Rune Continent, the ancient fear known as Federtic walked silently on the edge of mortal society, terrifying, attracted by the atmosphere of panic, and fed on the horror of its prey.

Usually when it comes across good food, it will transform into a thin and simple straw body, carrying a rusty kerosene lamp and wielding a worn-out scythe, and harvesting the fear itself.

Those who are unfortunate enough to survive fear will have their minds completely destroyed, and they will make gibberish and cry crows.

"No one escapes the hunt of fear, not even the gods!"

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In the displaceable and colorful spatial faults, chaotic and terrifying disasters occur from time to time, and occasionally huge black shadows can be seen swimming by, swallowing the spatial turbulence.

It was the chaos monsters that lived in the cracks of space, their unconscious activities, and they seemed harmless, but all the legendary powerhouses who could step into the spatial plane would avoid these monsters far away, just because of their destructive power.

Inside the fault, Federico was dressed in tattered clothes, wandering like a carp in the turbulence of space, swimming through the transitional plane, swimming through the half-plane, swimming through the inner and outer planes, looking for that wisp of familiar breath.

Huo Ran, the rusty kerosene lamp that Federik was carrying flickered brightly, and the hazy phantom was condensed for a few minutes.

"Found you!" He looked at the crimson plane in front of him and whispered, a sinister smile on his straw-woven face.

Burst! Burst! Burst!

Countless red bubbles surrounded the edge of the crimson plane, absorbing the energy emitted from the space and pouring it into the surface, causing bursts of striking red halos and rendering an evil aura.

"The Bottomless Abyss....."

Federico stopped at the edge of the plane, staring silently at the crimson plane, the deep seclusion with no end in sight, which made him hesitate a little, and finally the craving for food in his heart overwhelmed everything.

Poof!

Taking advantage of the bursting of a red bubble not far away, Federico moved his steps and forced his way into the crimson plane in front of him, following the traces of the breath of Tobias, the god of conspiracy and evil.

After wandering in the abyss for an unknown amount of time, Federico saw an oppressive red environment, and the rusty kerosene lamp in his hand reminded him that his target was hiding here.

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The Thirty-Second Abyss: The Abyss of Sin.

In the bottomless abyss of countless levels, the abyss of sin can be regarded as a lonely and nameless abyss. I don't see anything outstanding.

Whether it is the bloody battle of the Abyss that has spread throughout many planes, or the countless abyss events, the Abyss of Sin has never had a remarkable performance.

The most surprising thing is that compared to other competitive abysses, this place seems to be calm, except for the fact that the weather can be very bad sometimes, there are actually no demon lords who fancy this area.

In the middle of the abyss of sin, a vast and endless group of volcanoes.

Dark red magma gushed out from the billowing black smoke, enveloping the majestic force, crushing the air, and the loud rumbling sound pressed down on the surrounding layers, and the red-hot rock was pushed high into the air and fell at a gallop, leaving thousands of fiery red scratches in the air of the smoke screen.

No one knew that thousands of meters below this volcano lay a dark and magnificent black temple.

"Damn Valoran, I won't let you go!"

The evil divine power surged and rose to the sky, suppressing the hot magma above the gloomy building, and Tobias, the conspiracy god of evil sitting in the temple, opened his eyes, and a trace of flesh pain flashed in his pupils.

The evil clone lost to the Lakstak Fortress was the one he spent the most resources on, far more than the others.

If it weren't for the temptation of Samuel Anya's proposal, he would never have sent that evil clone to the main material plane, at least until the main material plane's pan-consciousness was affected by the abyssal plane, he would not act rashly.

But now that it had come to this, he had lost his evil doppelganger and suffered a grudge from Valoran.

"What is that unreasonable, scarecrow-like monster that can devour my evil origin?"

Recalling the last image he saw of the evil god clone, Tobias' expression was gloomy, even if the power of the body was mapped to the main material plane, he could not see through the strength of the monster.

"Samuel Anya, I hope you can escape from the counterattack of the Valoran Territory, otherwise there will be no one to compensate for my losses."

The divine thought turned, and Tobias thought of the many evil gods who had struck this time, and a smile appeared on the corner of his mouth.

The evil god clone they descended on will end up similar to him, and the lizardman god Samuel Anya is different, before the raid on Lakstak Fortress, he sensed the breath of the Blood God, indicating that this guy is doing his best to destroy the Valoran Territory.

"Huh? What was that? ”