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Chapter 166: The Storm Changes

The Demon Cave is actually a cave, straight to the bottom of the mountain like a bottle, and there is an altar with black mist and red light at the bottom of the wide cave, and there are four brackets made of some kind of magical beast skeleton distributed in the four corners of the altar built with black boulders, and the bracket is placed with four pure black obsidian crystals, which are carved with a six-pointed star pattern that emits red light.

In the middle of the altar is carved with mysterious patterns, on which sits a strong man with a height of more than three meters, with two sharp thick horns on his head with black messy hair, and the most striking thing on his face is a half-meter-long elephant trunk, and two spiral-shaped giant teeth on the side of the closed mouth are bent upside down, which is even more hideous.

The terrifying-looking demon Barto's strong body is even more astonishing, his arms are like knotted ironwood trees, full of explosive muscle groups, his naked and broad upper body is like a huge rock, and his chest is covered with long hair like steel needles.

Draped in a broad animal skin from the waist down, he sat on the mystical pattern in the middle of the altar on his knees, his eyes were closed and his breath was long, the red light flashed on the six-pointed star pattern around the altar, and the black mist and faint red light were faintly visible on the mystical pattern under him.

Hearing the sound of the wind, Barto's closed eyes suddenly opened, and the blue eyes, which seemed to be born with cruelty and bloodthirstiness, flashed and then closed again.

"Your Excellency. The black shadow that flew down saluted respectfully, and the magnetic hoarse voice seemed to contain a sense of charm and teasing.

It was a dark elf with a swarthy complexion, supple black hair cascading over his bare shoulders and down to his waist, with the elf's signature pointed ears and two black rings that bent inverted on the top of his forehead. Like other elves, this black elf also brought the beauty of the elves to the extreme, with blue and clear eyes, ripe cherry mouths wet and round, and a dark and tender face that was extremely beautiful.

On the satin-like delicate and smooth back, the demon gene is inherited, and a pair of wings composed of bone spurs and membranes grow, trembling slightly behind him.

"Harrick has sent back the news that not only have the Dreadwalkers appeared near the ruins, but even the Fallen Shadow Demon has sent out a shadow detective. News also came from the southeast, and the old undead of Asmo also reacted, and spent his magic power to summon many undead creatures "The black elf stood far away, but did not dare to approach the altar.

"Where's Somani?" Barto interrupted the Black Elf, his eyes not open, and a muffled voice rang out.

"There's no news from Somani, but someone saw that his cronies, the Bull Demon Armorer, were out and were traveling in the direction of the ruins. The black elf replied without thinking, and after a slight pause, she asked cautiously, "My lord, what happened over there in the ruins? Is it just a piece of broken iron?"

Bartow sat silently, and the black elves didn't dare to disturb them, standing quietly to the side. In the middle of the night, Barto opened his eyes and stood up, revealing a body more than twice the size of the black elf. Walking to the stage with his thick legs, Barto said in a muffled voice: "It's true that it was caused by a piece of scrap iron, but what is the use of this piece of scrap iron, I think that in addition to the fear walker, maybe only the old thing with dry bones knows." Shadow Fiend and Asmore, hmph, I guess they just want to take advantage of the chaos to pick up some cheapness. ”

"What do you mean, sir?"

"Originally, I didn't plan to go, but even Somani was alarmed and took action, so I had to go and see why. Bartow closed his eyes with a pleasant expression.

"Is Somani as powerful as legendary?" the black elf whispered as he pressed his head against Bato's shoulder, exhaling in his ear, and couldn't help but stick out his wet scarlet tongue and lick Bato's rock-carved ears.

"To be able to rule the largest territory of the Dark Swamp in Castlevania for more than a thousand years, can you not have the strength to do it? If there are dozens of powerhouses in the Dark Ruling Ze who can advance to the so-called Sanctuary or Demon Clan, then only Somani and the Dreadwalker have the most hope. Dry bones can alarm the two of them, no matter what the use of that broken piece of iron is, it is estimated that it will have to be spit out obediently in the end. ”

"Then you still want to go, my lord?"

"Go, why don't you go. Barto closed his eyes and said: "Somani can move, can the other so-called strong people hold back and stand by?" There is a saying in the dark swamp, there are many toothed pig beasts, and they can also bite the black wind wolf, no matter how powerful Somani and the Dreadwalker are, if the others have the heart to unite, they can't bear it." ”

"It's best to get that piece of scrap iron and its secrets, if you can't get it, this trip to the muddy waters is worth stepping into, and you can only fish in the muddy waters. ”

"Your Excellency is wise. The black elf groaned and said, her delicate face was full of irrepressible spring love, and her body full of wild beauty rubbed against Bato's body skillfully, and a pair of skillful hands had already reached into Bato's trouser waist.

"Phew!"

Barto took out a handful of the animal skin from his waist with his left hand, revealing a murder weapon comparable to a mace, and the black elf was full of eyes and held it alternately with his two hands, but he couldn't even "grasp" half of it.

"Kill! I can't take advantage of this trip, it's enough to wait for the opportunity to kill that old monster of the Shadow Demon, and my Lord Bato's territory is going to expand again. ”

A seemingly disparity in strength but a "battle" of equal strength unfolded fiercely

If the Devil's Cave and the Ruins are the two points to the northwest and northeast of an equilateral triangle, then Asmor's territory, Death Mountain, is the third point.

The Death Ridge, filled with the smell of death, was once one of the main battlefields of the Great War 10,000 years ago, whether it was mountain paths, large and small stone caves, wide mountain tops, and even steep mountain cliffs, almost everywhere was covered with white bones. The rotting corpses and white bones of different shapes that can be seen everywhere still tell the tragedy of the great war 10,000 years ago.

As a necromancer, this mountain of death full of all kinds of bones has become Asmol's paradise, and the smell of decay and fishy smell, and the white bones everywhere, have made this necromancer god who has survived thousands of years like a fish in water.

If the decaying corpses of the 10,000-year-old corpses and the various skeleton generals and ghosts are Asmor's right-hand men, then relying on necromantic magic to summon all kinds of powerful undead creatures from other dimensions is Asmor's reliance on the powerhouses of the Dark Swamp.

Rather than life, Asmor, the powerful necromancer, prefers to deal with undead creatures that can be summoned by him with heavy resentment, no matter what kind of life form has emotions and wisdom that disgust him, only undead creatures that lack self-awareness and are completely subordinate to necromancers can make him feel at ease or feel at ease to live with them.

The Death Mountain is in a ring, surrounding a hundred-acre clearing, and the tall mountain pierces straight into the endless black fog in mid-air, which is daunting.

In a small basin about a kilometer away from the Death Mountains, the Black Fire Winged Demon stood on the ground with a dark creature that looked like an eagle in its mouth, burying its head in the hyoid bone and constantly stretching and contracting, and with a terrifying "fluttering" sound, it hissed and gnawed large pieces of flesh and blood, and it ate it all in a short time. Li Junshan, who was standing beside it, was probing his brain and looking at the towering mountains in the distance, as if he was searching for something.

Li Junshan, who was originally looking for the ruins of the Dry Bone Monarch's territory, got lost, and the golden skeleton only let him go straight to the north, and the Black Fire Wing Demon flew for dozens of days, but somehow rushed to the Death Mountain.

Li Junshan naturally didn't know that this was the Death Mountain, but he was still probing his brain to find the eye-catching molten river that the Golden Skull had said.

In the air above his head at a height of 100 meters, two radar aliens were circling, and from time to time they fed back to Li Junshan the abnormal movements around him with spiritual exchanges. Sensitive to danger, the Radar Xenomorph sensed the horror of the mountain.

"I can't see it in the air in front of me, why can't I see that molten river, could it be that golden skeleton that deceives me?" Li Junshan thought about it and looked up to the north.

The two messengers who had gone out to explore the way rushed towards this direction, and their slender bodies barely carried a trace of wind, and appeared in Li Junshan's field of vision like lightning.

"Danger!"

Li Junshan didn't even have time to communicate with the two messengers spiritually, and at the same time, the two radar aliens in the sky sent a spiritual exchange to him.

"They didn't even notice anything abnormal!" Li Junshan believed that the messenger would never bring back the danger, and the danger in the radar alien perception must be the same as the meat grinder, from a strange creature.

It was only then that he felt the abnormality in his spiritual senses, and Li Junshan silently recited the elven spell and disappeared in an instant.

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