The festivities continued into the evening, and the clouds on the horizon were gilded with a golden layer of sunset, and it seemed that everything was going very smoothly. However, standing on the viewing platform, Lin Li felt that the atmosphere around him did not seem to be very festive. Many people, including Bradlow, had no joyful expressions on their faces, and were full of inexplicable worries anyway.

This made Lin Li a little strange, isn't this the most important day for the Jindu Kingdom now? Why did Bradlow and the others have such expressions, are they not satisfied with this celebration?

At this time, Lin Li saw Grand Duke Weidi not far away, so he lowered his voice and called the other party over, and said, "Grand Duke Weidi, how do I feel, you don't seem to be very happy." If you don't want to hold this founding celebration, someone will force you to do it. ”

The Jindu Kingdom held a founding celebration with such fanfare, and invited the big names of various forces to come and watch the ceremony. Now that the celebration is halfway through, the people of the Jindu Kingdom have become unhappy, so why bother to hold this celebration in the first place.

"President Ferrey, don't get me wrong," Hearing Lin Li's question, Grand Duke Weidi also felt that his performance was not suitable, so he had to smile bitterly: "Actually, we don't know whether we should worry about this matter, after all, this is a legend that has been circulating for many years." ”

"What legend?" Lin Sanan couldn't help but be a little curious, what kind of legend actually made the people of the Jindu Kingdom unable to celebrate to their heart's content on such a day?

Grand Duke Weidi shook his head, and said with an embarrassed expression: "I don't know the specifics, but legend has it that the ancestors once prophesied that during the founding celebration of the country this year, a huge disaster will befall you." But what kind of disaster it is, we have no way to verify it now, so we can only remain vigilant. ”

It seems that because of listening to Grand Duke Weidi's explanation, as the celebration progresses, Lin Li seems to vaguely smell a trace of sulfur in the air. If it were already night, there would have been a sulphurous smell with the fireworks set off at the celebration, but isn't there no fireworks yet?

Gradually, Lin Li felt that the smell of sulfur was getting stronger and stronger, and he was already sure that this was not his delusion. Where does the smell of sulfur come from? According to his common sense, it seemed that only when some kind of dragon or abyssal demon appeared, it would be accompanied by a strong smell of sulfur, but there were no dragons or demons here!

Soon, the people on the viewing platform also seemed to smell the smell of sulfur, and the faces of everyone in the Jindu Kingdom became more and more ugly. At this time, Bradlow said a few words to the people next to him, and then the celebration in the square, as if receiving an order, ended hastily before the performance was finished.

Under the arrangement of the army, the people from all over the country quickly left the square, and soon the whole square became empty. And the troops who originally participated in the event also discarded their ceremonial equipment at this time, set up a position in the square, and were ready to fight at any time.

Those who don't know the truth don't know what is going on, they just think it's probably part of the festivities. Traditionally, at the founding ceremony, it is indispensable to show the military strength of the Jindu Kingdom to the guests who come to watch the ceremony, and now the army of the Jindu Kingdom is in a posture of being ready for battle, which is not surprising.

"Conneris, do you feel it?" Lin Li turned his head to look to the side, as Conneris, he must be very familiar with the Abyss Demon, but he didn't know whether this sulfur smell came from the dragon or the Abyss Demon.

Conneris's expression also became a little solemn at this time, and he said in a somewhat hesitant tone: "There seems to be a taste of abyss in this breath, which does make me feel a little familiar." ”

And at this moment, the earth suddenly began to shake violently, and the flat ground paved with lapis lazuli was also twisted and squeezed into each other's Dao cracks in the vibration. Especially in the middle of the square, a huge protrusion appeared in the ground, and it trembled as if it were alive.

This sudden change made the celebration scene suddenly chaotic. The several armies that were originally in the square, waiting in battle, could not even stand on their feet in that violent tremor at this time. Fortunately, those non-governmental teams have already withdrawn to the periphery of the square, otherwise the scene will be even more chaotic.

As the anomaly appeared in Hopla Square, the smell of sulfur in the air became stronger. At the same time, thick dark clouds gathered in the sky in the blink of an eye, tumbling and piling up as if they were about to press on the top of people's heads. Between the dark clouds, countless blood-colored thunder and lightning rushed and jumped, and the thunder that came out was accompanied by the sound of ghosts crying and howling, making this space like Senluo Hell.

The huge protrusion in the middle of the square, arched like a small hill, and the lapis lazuli slabs that were worth ten thousand gold were scattered and collapsed, and then fell back as if exhausted. The concussive force generated by this fall spread like ripples to all directions, as if the ground of the square had become the surface of the sea in the wind and waves.

Finally, as if having gathered enough strength, the protrusion in the center of the square burst out until it seemed to break through an opening at the top, and then a torrent of hot magma erupted into the sky. For a moment, the sky and the ground were all red with magma, and the thick smoke and dust also shrouded the space.

The magma that erupted into the sky scattered in all directions, like a meteor shower. The army of the Jindu Kingdom did not play a role at all at this time, but was burned into chaos by the rain of fire. Everywhere there were lit humanoid torches, screaming and rolling on the ground, or running in all directions, and I don't know how many warriors died in the rain of fire.

And between the fire and the black mist, a tall figure was slowly rising from the crater, unaffected by the blazing magma. His body was wrapped in a hotter and more dazzling firelight, and even the hot magma looked much dimmer.

With the appearance of this figure, a huge soul-making aura also swept through the entire space in an instant. The warriors of the Jindu Kingdom, in the face of this terrifying aura, no longer had a trace of courage in their hearts, and desperately fled towards the outside of the square, only hating their parents for not giving them an extra pair of legs.

Seeing such a scene, the faces of everyone on the viewing platform also became extremely ugly, the Jindu Kingdom was naturally because of the disaster, while the representatives of other forces were a little dissatisfied with the Jindu Kingdom's practices. In their opinion, the Jindu Kingdom held this founding celebration and seemed to have long had the intention of pulling himself and others to prevent the disaster.

"It's true, the prophecy is true!" Bradlow looked at the center of the square, his face turned pale, and his lips trembled and muttered to himself.

And Bradlow's left and right, important royal family members and ministers, are also full of panic and despair on their faces. Obviously, all of them, to a greater or lesser extent, had heard the so-called prophecy about this incident.

"Your Majesty Bradlow, I wonder what you mean by your prophecy?" The Maharaja of the Eight-Clawed Clan, Maharaja, asked Bradlow with an unkind face. Originally, they had a feeling that they were being blocked to protect people from disaster, and when they heard Bradlow say what prophecy he said, that feeling in their hearts was even stronger.

Bradlow came back to his senses, and just by looking at the faces of the representatives of those forces, he knew that they might have misunderstood. Of course, strictly speaking, it can't be completely misunderstood, and the Jindu Kingdom invited representatives of these various forces to watch the ceremony, and it did have some thoughts just in case.

However, it is obviously impossible to admit that everything is frankly, and if Bradlow really says that he means that, I am afraid that the representatives of these forces will immediately leave without looking back. In that case, it is really difficult to say whether the power of the Jindu Kingdom alone will survive the prophesied disaster.

Therefore, Bradlow could only cheer up and said to the representatives of the various forces: "I'm really sorry, but in fact, we didn't really believe in this very old prophecy. Otherwise, we would rather change the date of the founding celebration than let you accompany us through this disaster. ”

Whether it was true or not, Bradlow's explanation still played a little role, making the suspicion in everyone's eyes fade a little. After all, all of them had participated in the founding celebration of the Jindu Kingdom more than once, and this time was not much different from usual.

Although it can be seen that the Jindu Kingdom has also made some preparations for this celebration, that preparation has not played much role in the face of this disaster, but has made the Jindu Kingdom suffer even greater losses. Those warriors are the elite of the Jindu Kingdom, although they seem to be vulnerable in the face of this disaster, but they are also very powerful on the battlefield.

After Bradlow explained, seeing that everyone's faces softened slightly, he hurriedly said to Lord Haigel: "Lord Haigel, I don't know if Master Ferrey has that magic scroll on his body, please help my country through this crisis!" ”

The Tarzan Demon Pattern Scroll was auctioned by the Octopus Clan at a record high price, and it had previously shown its power comparable to that of a god when suppressing Rab the Wild Whale. Therefore, Bradlow immediately thought of this, as if grasping a life-saving straw, hoping that the Maharaja of Haigl would make a move.

However, in the face of Bradlow's request, Haigl shook his head with a wry smile and said regretfully: "Your Majesty Bradlow, if you had said that there was such a thing, I might have brought that Demon Pattern Scroll. But who knows this kind of thing will happen at this ceremony except you.

That Demon Pattern Scroll, when I returned to the clan two days ago, had already been left for the elders of the clan to study and study. ”

What Haigl said was also true, the Tarzan Demon Pattern Scroll cost hundreds of millions of gold coins of the Eight Claws Clan, even if he was the Great King of the Eight Claw Clan, it was impossible to carry such an expensive thing with him all day long. What's more, for the Octopus clan, the importance of the Taishan Demon Pattern Scroll lies more in the value of research and learning, who will run around with nothing to do.

Hearing Haigel's answer, Bradlow and the high-ranking people of the Jindu Kingdom suddenly turned to ashes. Whoever made them themselves half-convinced of the prophecy and did not make sufficient preparations for the prophecy in advance, otherwise it would have been better to borrow the magic scroll from Haigl earlier.

Seeing the expressions of Bradlow and the others, although Haigl was dissatisfied with their concealment, he was also somewhat sympathetic, so he then reminded: "Your Majesty Bradlow, although I didn't bring the Tarzan Demon Pattern Scroll, don't forget, the author of the Tarzan Magic Pattern Scroll is still there!" ”

Bradlow and the others were also a little flustered by this prophecy, and they didn't expect for a while that Lin Li, the author of the Taishan Demon Pattern Scroll, would be on the viewing platform with himself and others. After receiving the reminder, Bradlow didn't bother to thank Haigel, and hurriedly led everyone to Lin Li's side.

At this time, Lin Li and Conneris were standing on the viewing platform, also paying attention to the changes in the center of the square. As the tall figure stood out of the crater, the terrifying aura swept in all directions, and Conneris's face suddenly turned pale, and even his body trembled slightly.

Sensing the change in Conneris, Lin Li couldn't help frowning slightly, and asked, "Conneris, it seems that this guy should be no stranger." ”

Conneris also came back to his senses at this time, glanced at the center of the square with palpitations, and said in a somewhat difficult tone: "Ferry, it seems that the Jindu Kingdom is going to be in big trouble this time, so it's better for us to leave here as soon as possible." ”

Ever since Conneris had acquired a perfect body, he had never been timid even in the face of the powerhouses of the Sanctuary. But at this time, his first thought was to escape, which shows that the guy who came out of the volcano does have a lot of background.

"Who the hell is that?" Lin Li asked strangely.

"Red Flame Tyrant Mozari, the monarch of the ninety-ninth layer of the abyss, the true ancient demon god, the creator of the endless abyss, the ancestor of all demons!" In a trembling tone, Conneris revealed the identity of the figure, and his eyes were filled with unconcealable fear.

Legend has it that the Endless Abyss is a world created by eighty-one ancient demon gods tens of thousands of years ago. Conneris used to be one of the eighty-one ancient demon gods, a demon god who wielded intrigue and deceit. and Barak, the tyrant who was killed by the Great Lord Osric and used the magic crystal in the core of the Eternal Furnace, is also one of the eighty-one ancient demon gods

However, Conneris said to be the ancient demon gods, but they did not really ascend to the god position, strictly speaking, they were just ancient demons. There is only one person who really has the strength of the god realm, and that is the boss of the eighty-one ancient demon gods, the Red Flame Tyrant Mozari, who is known as the son of the ancestral demon. (To be continued)