"It's over."

Modrian looked at Chesterton who stood still at his side, his flaming eyes filled with shock and fear, and his black lava body trembled uncontrollably.

"The Mokawi family, hmm..... The strength is really good. ”

Judging from this brief encounter, the performance of the Mokawi family is a bit unbearable, but it is built on a trap designed in advance.

If you see it on the Red Plains, maybe, maybe, probably one or two will escape.

As for the legend of the blood clan, Modrian felt a little distressed in his heart, not to cherish the other party's life, but to cherish the orange essence and disappear in vain.

Based on previous systematic breakdowns, a legend can harvest at least 100 orange essences, which are reduced to nothingness under Panson's spear.

"Tiana, clean up the battlefield and try to clean up as much as possible, after all, this is our friend's territory."

"Yes, my lord." Tiana whispered, leading some of the Dreadnought Vanguard Legionnaires to the collapsed palace area.

With a 'bang', Chesterton fell to his knees, his upper body pressed against the ground, his forehead lightly touching Modrian's boots, and said in a respectful tone.

"Chesterton Flame Leslie, willing to take the Abyss Fire Child clan and become a vassal of the Lord."

Hearing this, Modrian looked down at Chesterton, his expression was flat, but he was a little hesitant in his heart, to destroy or to stay?

Silence pervaded, and the occasional sound of clearing debris sounded in the palace.

Modrian hesitated, and turned his head to look at the quiet Red Flame City, which looked dilapidated and backward compared to the towns of Valoran.

Perhaps the battle had stopped, and the abyssal fire boys, hiding in colonnaded houses, strolled out and looked in horror at the palace in the middle of the city.

There was still a blood-colored mist and frost aura in the red sky that had not yet dissipated.

The palace, which once symbolized supreme power, collapsed in large swaths, and the boundless dust obscured the view, looming in the middle of nowhere, and they saw human soldiers guarding the palace.

"The Abyss of Original Sin!"

Modrian sighed lightly, then walked away, towards a side hall that was still intact.

"I need information around the Red Plains, and hopefully this time it won't disappoint me again."

In an unfamiliar area, he needs a local force in the Abyss to accomplish something.

Judging by the reaction of the Mokawi family, the humans themselves are too much of an attraction here, and the Abyssal Fire Child, who has experienced a brief battle, is a good choice.

After the flame glory is lost, they are enough to fear the strong.

"The Abyssal Fireboy clan will do everything in their power for the adults."

The dull words sounded on the ground, and Chesterton kept his head down until the footsteps disappeared, and he raised his head slightly to look at the figure of Modrian in the distance.

Stretching out his right hand to wipe away the dust from his old face, Chesterton looked relaxed, but there was still a hint of fear in the corner of the flame's eyes.

"Where the hell is this power? Is it really the main plane of matter? ”

He still shuddered when he remembered the battle he had just had, and with just one blow, he slaughtered the legendary crown of the Morkawi family like a chicken and a dog.

"Leslie.... Flame Family.... Glory..."

An inexplicable murmur vanished in the dust, mixed with some longing.

......

......

The day is over, and the night hangs high.

The dark silence of the night shrouded the Red Flame City, and a little firelight dotted it, illuminating the ruined palace.

The battlefield has been cleared, and the Dreadnought Legionnaires hold on to the palace, alerting the first night of the abyss of original sin.

Modrian sat in the side hall, looking at the yellowed books in his hand by the light, and there were still a lot of piles on his side.

These are some of the oldest books provided by Chesterton from the Abyss Fireboy Clan's cache.

He gently touched and stroked the pages of the handwriting, made of some unknown leather material, which had been mottled by time, but surprisingly, it had not affected the handwriting.

Abyssal language, usually spoken by demons and devils.

Modrian's knowledge of the books was unrecognizable, but there were people in the realm who knew them, and Sigrid, who was born into the Mokawi family, should be familiar with them.

So he was going to take it back to Valoran's territory, translate it into the lingua franca, and then think about his next move.

It's no wonder that Modrian is worried, the main thing is that Chesterton's performance has not yet been fully convinced by him.

Chesterton's performance was that he didn't care at all, preparing so many books for him before and after running, and even made some notes in lingua franca.

Hands-on? Chesterton, who had seen the strength of Panson and Ash, had long since extinguished any thoughts.

The shadows distorted in the dim light, and Modrian received all the yellowed books into the spatial ring, and whispered, "Anything to gain?" ”

"Traces of the departure of giant species were found in that swampy land." He walked out of the shadows and said with a slight bow. "It should be aware of the fluctuations in the battle, hide your whereabouts in advance, and leave the lair."

"Galen?" When Modrian saw the robber come back alone, he asked suspiciously.

"Also deal with high-level abyss monsters in the swamp land, and clear the dangerous area around Red Flame City." Zai replied softly, reaching into his arms with his right hand, and took out a few demon cores and placed them on the table.

【Ding.......... Discovering the source of energy, does it allow the system to decompose? 】

The cold system prompt sounded, and Modrian looked at the blood-stained demon cores with a helpless expression: "Inform Galen to come back as soon as possible." ”

As he prepares to return to the main material plane to find out about the abyssal passage, the legendary words of the Mokawi family still echo in his ears.

"Where does the Abyss Passage really matter?"

During the rise of Valoran, there was no shortage of encounters with the bottomless abyss, such as the abyssal passage of the Lakstar Fortress, the abomination of the plague god of the Gate of Sorrows, and the abyssal passage.

Thinking about it now, Mordrian's always felt that something important had been overlooked, and it seemed that there was always a great being active in the bottomless abyss, opening the passage to the main material plane.

Getting up and leaving the wooden chair, he stood in front of the balcony, looking up at the sky of the Abyss of Original Sin, even in the middle of the night, the crimson color that belonged to the abyss still did not dissipate.

【Ding...... After some exploration, I successfully knew the abyss behind the passage. 】

[Reward: Akali's Lucky Chest*1!] 】

[Evaluation: The passage of the seventh layer of the abyss - the abyss of original sin has been opened, and you have obtained a good harvest here. Be careful, the benefits often come with danger. 】

The dark green data stream flows slowly through the eyes, and the system transmits the mission information to the mind.

Modrian was slightly stunned, a little sudden, he didn't expect that the temporary task: the abyss passage was actually completed, but what does the reward mean?

Akali's Lucky Chest?