A female soul wanders aimlessly on the plains of mourning, and that numb and frightened gesture is the most familiar to demons and demons - in general, this is often the case for the unbelievers, hypocrites, or humans and humanoids with weak faith, and among many souls, only priests, paladins or devout believers can hear the messages left by the gods, and the proportion of the latter is surprisingly low compared to the former, otherwise the demons and demons of the bottomless abyss would have faced the dilemma of lack of population and food shortages tens of thousands of years ago- The problem was that this soul was filled with magical energy that made the creatures of the abyss salivate, which was not something that a mortal could have, she was a spellcaster, a caster who had unfortunately been deprived of her memory.

Warlocks and mages often do this to ensure that information about themselves is not leaked and that they do not incur retribution from the relatives and friends of the deceased, and such a rich and fragile soul is the favorite of the devils and demons, and after a few moments, one of the devils is the first to come over with great interest, but then he roars angrily and walks away with a heavy foot.

"What's wrong?" said the other devil, dragging a string of mortal souls. These souls should belong to the unbelievers or hypocrites, because they cannot find the way to the kingdom of God, they are worn away by the wind and sand on the plain of mourning, and they look like a string of round gray-white balls, like this kind of soul can only be said to be very small energy, but because there is neither the protection of the gods nor the relationship of firm will, they are also the best to catch, when they can't find the right prey, the devils and demons will not be too particular, although their favorite is the human and humanoid souls who can see the magic galaxy, their souls are not only solid, delicious, nutritious—even the residue after dozens of repeated extractions can be transformed into a good bad demon, but the superior souls that can be at their mercy are so rare that priests and paladins and priests will not hesitate to follow the call of the gods, and the seasoned spellcasters will always find another way. Even if they are not accepted by the benevolent gods because they have done evil things, they will at worst be directly transformed into bad demons, and some spellcasters who have already signed a contract with a high-ranking devil may even have the opportunity to retain their original magical energy according to the content of the contract, so that they can be transformed into small devils.

"This one is the Children of the Night. "The devil said that the devil and the demon seldom call a certain devil lord or demon lord by name, because they have the habit and ability to listen to their own name like the gods, Grazt is a demon, and his mother is the lord of the four hundred and seventy-one years, and sometimes the devils use this nickname when they want to mention him. There are also devils who call him the end of the darkness or the left hand of the witch king (because he is the witch king's lover, and the devils are used to having their lover sit on the left side), and more often they put up six fingers or tentacles to signify the demon lord who is often mistaken for a devil.

The other devil glanced at it, that soul was like a big piece of delicious candy to them, but unfortunately it had been marked with a mark indicating ownership, if it was just a strong demon left, then they might try to snatch it, anyway, they had not done such a thing, but if it was left by the lord of a demon...... They didn't want to kiss the emissary at all. Although the sour saliva of the Ejourner of Ebony cannot inflict lethal damage on the Devil, even the Devil would not be happy to kiss a big, slimy fly - not to mention that Edark is not a slow man. 、

A handsome male succubus appeared beside the female sorcerer's soul, with pale skin and amber eyes, and his hair hid a hint of red in the darkness like cooled lava. His hands and feet were crooked claws at the ends, and the center of his back was a huge black membranous wing like a bat, but none of that detracted from his charm, and the female sorcerer's soul seemed to freeze at the sight of him. She let out only a desperate, small sigh as the succubus grabbed her.

The male succubus, who is also one of Grazt's lovers, clings to it tightly. Black smoke rose from beneath his feet, and when the smoke rose and disappeared, and the succubus and the soul appointed by his lord were gone, the two demons who had hidden themselves shrugged their shoulders with regret and continued their rather boring work.

The female sorcerer's soul was awake for a very short time after being caught by the succubus's claws, her memory was stripped by Grazt's own hands, but her instinct was still there, the magical energy from the core hit the male succubus, he let out a piercing scream, without a trace of hesitation, he would give a tenfold counterattack, the soul of the battered warlock wailed in the sky above the mourning wasteland, but before the soul wandering in the wasteland raised its head with a feeling, it had been brought into the bottomless abyss that made all souls tremble。

The succubus has the power to reach directly into the dark territory, and after he falls, he is ridiculed by two female succubi, because although his wounds are healed, they still can't help but leave a trace

"It used to be a dragon warlock. The male succubus said, "It's not surprising to be able to give such a reward. ”

"Then it's worth a bite," the female succubus wagged her snake-scale tail and greedily looked at the female sorcerer's soul, which was still fresh and powerful.

"This is the prey of the sovereign. The male succubus sneered, "Maybe he'll be willing to share it with you." ”

The female succubus instinctively took a step back, of course she knew what her opponent meant, no demon would want to share his prey unless he could get more out of it - she didn't want to be the Dark King's supper: "But she seems to be missing a part." ”

But the male succubus was no longer willing to waste time with her, and he obeyed Grazt's order to embed this soul in one of the towers of the Lord of Darkness, which was built with tens of millions of souls, each of which retained the feeling and thoughts of the living, and suffered endless torture at every moment— In the realm of the Lord of Darkness, the wind is like a blunt axe or a rusty saw, the water is flowing lava or molten salt brine, and the food is nothing but the soul but the rocks and poisonous mire, which push, devour, and merge with each other on the tower, crying, howling, or cursing, and the innumerable white heads and limbs waving endlessly, their voices and movements like a sound dance. In addition to the strange horror, it also has a strong and strange charm power, and it is said that some unsuspecting evil demons will even unconsciously approach because of this, and then be caught by them and become a part of them.

As soon as the female sorcerer's soul is embedded, she is immediately surrounded by evil spirits, but her soul bears the mark of Grazt, indicating that she is the property of the Lord of Darkness, and when touched it, the "limbs" of the evil spirits will turn into a gray mist, and after several successive attempts, they can be said to be extremely annoyed and retreat back to their places. Leave a place for the soul of a female warlock, a spot not uncommon in the towers of the Lord of Darkness, like gems dotted on the thimbles of a gold base.

"When did my father go to the main plane?"

The male succubus didn't need to turn around to know who was behind him, he turned around and bowed respectfully to the daughter of the Lord of Darkness, but he did not answer her question, the Lord of the Darkness did not like his subordinates who talked a lot.

"A dragon warlock......" the man said, taking a deep breath, "that's good—where did my father get her?"

Grazt's subordinates could have answered this question, after all, they were also able to find clues from the soul imprint that could lead her to the answer: "This soul has signed a contract with twelve spellcasters. The contract states that they must not invade each other under certain conditions, and your father, the mighty Lord of the Dark, is their witness, but this soul has broken the contract. ”

"This is a clever misdirection. Grazt's daughter said. No wonder there are always demons or devils complaining that Grazt is more of a devil than a devil. As Grazt's daughter, she has some privileges, such as the fact that if she concentrates, she can know some details that the male succubus doesn't know - signing a contract with the Demon Lord is something that needs to be done with caution and caution. The warlock had been negligent for some reason - the black-haired spellcaster was also one of the signatories of the contract, which was completed after they had left the island.

The black-haired spellcaster didn't leave the contracted island, but the female warlock attacked him first. However, to the amuse of the descendants of the Demon Lord, her father did not intervene in their fight, but after the battle was over, he took the female warlock's memory and imprisoned her - perhaps the mage preferred to let it die in the demon's belly, but Grazt apparently decided that he needed to keep a hole card - the black-haired spellcaster......

She wanted to see more, but a force jerked her out, and she closed her eyes tightly, black blood pouring out of them.

Then a pair of hands rested lightly on her shoulders, "The next is not what you can watch." Grazt said,

His daughter looked back, and when she opened them again, they were healed, and they shone with a wicked and mischievous light as before: "It seems that your prey is more than this. She said.

"I'll admit I'm a bit greedy. Grazter said that he had retained the appearance he had when he descended to the main plane, but that his body had shrunk a little to match his daughter's size.

"That little brunette guy. Grazt's daughter said, "Do you want to get him?"

"A little thing that amazes me," said Grazt, "so I give him a little help, not a contract, not a conspiracy," and by the end of the last syllable, the dangerous and evil father and daughter had returned to Grazt's fortress, and the Lord of Darkness sat down contentedly on his obsidian throne, "just to make the story more interesting." ”

"I have to admit," Grazter continued, "it's a blessing that I'm a demon and not a devil. ”

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The former undead could feel the power of the Demon Lord Grazt flashing by, and at the same time, he could sense that the soul belonging to the female warlock had been dragged to the Mourning Wasteland, and he had prepared a rune seal that could destroy the enemy's intelligence, but he couldn't be sure if it could be used- Letting Naga escape unflawed would only cause more trouble, but now, it seems that someone has helped him solve this thorny problem, and although it may leave a not-so-good aftermath, the gods are above, and he can't do better.

The spirit of the other world summoned the little eight feet and burned Naga's body to the ground.

"Did you convey that to me?" asked the otherworldly spirit.

Xiao Bajiao slapped the chelicera excitedly, and it was done very well!

When the rock formations collided with each other, the lava boiled, and the hot air became tense in compression, in the deepest part of the fiery red river, the maiden incarnation of the fire element had already appeared on the main plane, although in the main plane, her power was suppressed to the minimum, but what the spellcaster wanted her to do was not destroy and kill, but to eliminate and protect, so she only needed to guide the flow of those powers that originated from it to other places- Avoid opening the lord's hall, although the people in it have almost lost their lives under the ravages of another element, but there are still some survivors who are lucky to be alive, avoiding the slaves, or avoiding all the sugar beet fields and sugar cane fields, which are the places where the slaves are most concentrated, avoiding the ports and docks, which are also full of life- After a rumbling sound that shook the entire island, the lava flowed slowly but surely like a crimson python with countless heads and bodies, leaving only a scorched earth and solidified rock in its path, and the scorching smoke that rose made the branches and leaves of the trees wither and fall in an instant.

Most of the fields and ports were destroyed, but they left the lives of merchants, freemen, and slaves.

(To be continued.) )