Gray clouds filled the shadows, like monstrous waves, over the long convoy, bringing oppression and suffering.

Under the crown of the four legends hidden in the clouds, their eyes drooped, overlooking Crane and the others, and the majestic momentum pulled the power of shadows, casting a black and white prison, trapping everyone.

Grunt! Grunt! Grunt!

The shriveled and rotten head rolled into the snow, and Nakuri looked down, even though his faces had long been unrecognizable, he still easily recognized the identities of these people.

These people are the hope he said not long ago, the shadow streamers who have not returned!

"You killed them?" Najiuri looked at the hundred-mouthed monster, and his calm eyes were filled with ripples, cold and piercing.

"Hah, the anger of the weak...... What a pitiful look! ”

Ethereal shadows and mist surrounded the pitch-black body of the hundred monsters, and as the tone changed, they changed into different forms, as if human souls were struggling in the black abyss.

"Do you want to kill me? Unfortunately, your strength is far from enough. ”

"But....." The hundred-mouthed monster paused, his narrow eyes revealing a hint of sarcasm and pride. Their flesh and blood are good, and they are to my taste, hmm.... Mixed with the taste of shadows. ”

The fierce aura flashed away, and Nakuri clenched kunai with both hands, and his cold gaze kept wandering around the vital positions of the hundred monsters' bodies.

Crane staggered, stepped forward, and waved his left hand behind his back, signaling Nagiuri not to be impulsive first, he needed to find out some information.

"Hundred-mouthed Bronze Ghost Horace, the Nineteenth Abyss: The Demon Lord of the Abyss."

"Stone Blind Giant Pearson, Twenty-Seven Abyss: The Dark Abyss, Lord of the Stone Blind Barbarians." He looked at the huge gray-white monster due east and revealed the identity of the other party, and then turned his gaze slightly to look due south.

"Arcane Fallen Hawthorn, a cursed arcanist active in the bottomless abyss."

Finally, Crane's gaze fell due north, with a look of confusion, and before he could speak, [Pamela's] voice came from his ears.

"You can call me Pamela, hmm... It's just a name, and it doesn't affect your imminent death in the slightest. ”

[Pamela] suspended in the sky, gently bent down and saluted, as if to send everyone to the end.

"Your Excellency said with a smile, how can a legend who is active in the bottomless abyss be famous." Crane looked around at the corners of the legendary crown, and he didn't see the slightest look of fear, quite calm.

The bottomless abyss is the home of demons and devils, the source of chaotic storms, and the birthplace of evil deaths.

"Your Majesty is so rash to attack the Valoran Lord's convoy, wanting to hold Miss Sophia hostage, aren't you afraid to bear the wrath of our lord?"

This is a silent threat, and since you can call out your respective names and origins, then you can completely kill and retaliate across the planes in the future.

And the reason why Crane can clearly call their names is inseparable from the persistence and efforts of Valoran's internal intelligence organization.

In order to obtain information on the different layers of the abyss, especially the abyss that had opened the spatial rift to Valoran.

Valoran sent many spies and intelligence personnel to infiltrate different abysses, and collected many detailed information about the abyss at the expense of many people.

For example, through Valoran's Nineteenth Abyss: Abomination Abyss and Twenty-Seventh Abyss: the more famous Demon Lords and Devil Lords in the Dark Abyss.

"Anger?"

[Pamela] covered her mouth and laughed softly, her dark pupils showing a desire to kill.

"It's stupid to delay time, but since you have the heart to resist, then I just want to move it and let you feel the despair before death!"

Under the clouds, Sophia's expression was gloomy, although she had already guessed that Pamela had had an accident, and the [Pamela] in front of her was definitely not herself, but she would always blame herself involuntarily in her heart.

"Don't be afraid, Anne, I'll be safe." Sophia clenched Anne's small palm, as if comforting herself, and her tone was mixed with a little sadness.

Shrouded in black and white, she looked up at the legendary crown from the bottomless abyss, unable to think of how to escape from the prison and escape the shadows.

"Hmph, I'm not afraid!"

Hearing Sophia's mournful words, Anne hugged the bear tightly, raised her cute face, and said innocently.

"Don't worry, Sister Sophia, I'll protect you."

"Hah, protection? It's not funny at all. Horace, the hundred-mouthed bronze ghost, moved his pitch-black body, and said with a hundred mouths at the same time: "Accept the fate of death!" ”

Shadows and mist surged, and Horace raised his black arms, his dense mouth open, emitting transparent infrasound waves, weaving an invisible giant net that covered everyone around the invading convoy.

"Leave this guy to me." Nagiuri collected all her emotions and calmly stared at the hundred-mouthed bronze ghost Horace in front of her.

It is rumored that Horace is a mutated demon lord with a hundred mouths, a penchant for human beings, who has been active in the abyss of abomination for many years, and was once blessed by the god of abomination, Grelath, the god of abomination plagues.

[Shadow Mystery! Blades】

Buzzing! Buzzing! Buzzing!

The blue-black shuriken appeared in Najiuri's palm, and his wrist shook, instantly turning into an invading sharp arrow, slicing through the infrasonic giant net.

The offensive continued, and a distorted shadow appeared on the ground, from top to bottom, directly engulfing Najiuri's figure.

As her vision darkened, Najuri weaved through the edge of the shadows, and what she saw was no longer black and white, but a gray shadow, occasionally flickering crimson.

At the same time, Horace's ugly body was reflected in his pupils, and his dense mouth scrambled out from under the dark skin to speak of his desires.

Nagiuri saw very different mouths of humans, beasts, demons, devils, etc., and the language they resorted to was also different, most of them were pre-death memories, and the tone contained resentment and sickness.

"Dirty stuff!" Nakuri looked at the monster in front of him and said disgustingly, the power of a shadow attached to the surface layer of kunai held in both hands.

He never underestimated any enemy, nor did he let anyone go.

If it weren't for that guy's appearance, Najuri believed that he would become the best disciple of the Tribulation, and he would also grow into the successor of the shadow stream.

But after that guy appeared, everything changed, the love of the robbery, the change of status and the comparison of strength, and he fell into a weak position in an all-round way.

Even Nakuri felt an aura similar to that from that guy.

Trembling and fear!

However, these do not hinder Najiuri's excellence, although it cannot be compared with those geniuses who are famous in the Valoran continent, but it is far beyond the imagination of ordinary people.

All he had to do now was to grow as crazy as possible before that guy showed up, which was what he had always been aiming for.

Boom!

The shadows exploded, and Najiuri's figure appeared behind Horace, kunai raised it high, and slashed fiercely, and the rich shadow power invaded the mouths that let out a silent roar.

......

......

"Interesting battles, talented? Challenge the Legends. "[Pamela] said unexpectedly, Najuri's combat effectiveness is truly amazing, even in the bottomless abyss, it is enough to become a hegemon.

But she didn't mean to help, and so did everyone else.

This is common in the abyss, where demons and demons are not so selfless, and they stick to their creed and rules.

Even this cooperation at the request of the Great Beings will not change unless their companions ask for help, but this involves the pride of the abyss behind each other.

It's a very contradictory and complicated partnership.

"It's our turn, solve the goal as soon as possible and complete the task." Arcane Fallen Hawthorn muttered under his breath, a deep glow in the vicious eyes in the middle of his skull.

"Once Valoran reacts, we'll ......."

Thundered!

Before Hawthorn's words fell, the stone blind giant Pearson on his side had already been unable to suppress the desire to kill in his heart, shattered the black void, pierced the shadow clouds with his hands, and condensed a gray spear tens of meters long, wrapped in endless power and pounced on the convoy.

"Is it playtime?"

The change in the shadow dome caught Anne's attention, and she looked beyond the black and white cage to Pearson as she leaned down, smiling mischievously.

Then Anne broke free from Sophia's palm, carried the bear, and jumped forward, the crimson flames gradually lingering around the petite and cute body.