Chapter 590: Duel in the Heavenly Abyss (18)

Boom Boom Boom - The sound of the explosion still echoes through the wilderness. All that remained on the ground were the stumps of the Dragonman Golem.

"No!" Elaine rushed over to check the debris of the place.

Miraculously, he found the head of the Dragonman Golem on the ground.

He hurriedly picked up the golem's head: "Mr. Gobors, answer me quickly, are you alright?!" did not answer. Bols fell into complete silence.

"Woo woo woo" The young man hugged the dragon head and cried, saying nonsense that only he could understand.

"Elaine, I'm sorry. Constantine had just been thrown out, and he was not badly injured when he landed, and he struggled to crawl over to check on Elaine.

Elaine only hugged her head and cried, completely ignoring Constantine's reassurance.

When everyone was at a loss, Merlin walked up to Elaine: "It's okay. The head is still there. I'll fix him when I get back. In a little while, I'll give you back a Bols in perfect condition. So, don't cry, okay?" the dragon boy restrained his crying a little and looked up at Merlin: "Really, really?" "Really. I'm a ** master, is it necessary to lie to you with such a trivial matter?" Merlin replied in a low voice, "Give me his head for safekeeping, don't break it." "Okay, okay. Elaine sobbed and handed over the head of the golem in her arms.

As if infected by the dragon boy, Merlin carefully took Bols's head, took off his magician's hat, and stuffed the golem's head into the hat.

Bols's head was stored in the subspace storage area of the Magic Hat—though Merlin felt the urge to smash the damn head to pieces.

Ivan leaned in lightly and asked in a low voice, "Mage, could this be—" "Stolen." Merlin's face was as black as charcoal, and he was furious, and his appearance was terrifying: "When Bols was captured by that mass of slime fungus just now, he was already stolen from the dragon to the phoenix. "The black box in Bols's body that stored the [Shijie Wall Master Key] has long since been stolen by [Darkness] and replaced with a bomb!

The master key of the wall of Shijie fell into the hands of the enemy in this way! Things have deteriorated to the point of no return!

"Oh, my God. God bless us!" Ivan almost fainted. Even though he was still standing, he was so starry and whirling around by the huge blow.

The crowd was not much better, and the solemn atmosphere spread among the group, like a group of naughty children who had just made a big mistake, and now they were full of remorse and hung their heads.

The old man's hoarse voice suddenly sounded, breaking the dead silence: "I don't understand, it's just a key to the firewall, why are you so nervous?" Tristan set his eyes on the 10,000-year-old monster, and the fish-man prince got goosebumps all over his body when he saw the old man's frightening wrinkles.

In order to dispel that unpleasant feeling, he had the courage to complain to the old man: "Old man, what do you know? The key to the wall of Shijie is related to the survival of Shijie. When the key falls into the hands of the Hungarians, the wall of shijie will be opened, and the [darkness] on the other side of the wall will engulf us all!" "Well, of course I understand this little thing. It's you who don't understand. Count Demien laughed and laughed, stiff and hoarse. If he hadn't waved the cane in his hand so energetically, everyone would have thought that the old man was having an asthma attack.

"Shijie no WallWell, that's what you call it - that key can open it, but there is still a week [quarantine time] from the time the key is used to the time it is used. During this time, the door opening protocol can still be canceled - using [Level 2 Security Protocol]. "Level 2 Security Protocol?" Ivan leaned over and asked, as if seeing a ray of hope in the darkness, "What is that? How can I activate it?" the old man replied unhurriedly, "It's in the [Shijie Wall] control room, as long as you have the administrator privileges of any [Nexus], you can activate the security protocol." "Wait a minute!" Palamides looked at his wife, Vivian, "[Nexus] doesn't mean that—" Vivien asked, "Great-great-great-grandfather, that relic of our succubus homeland is one of [Nexus]?" "Ah, is that? Of course. The old man continued to laugh, "Did you get its administrator privileges?" Vivien nodded. She does have that permission.

"That's easy, as long as you go to the management room right away—" "Wait a minute. Tristan questioned unconvinced, "Old man, how can you know so much about the Shijie Wall?" The old man smirked smugly, boasting of his greatness: "I'm afraid no one knows more about that wall than I do—because everyone else who knows about it is dead, oh hehehehe!" (such a terrible old monster!) The crowd looked at Vivien as if they wanted to judge the truth by her answer.

"It's probably true. Vivien sighed and reluctantly explained, "He is my great-great-great-grandfather, Demian. D. Count Convair, a man who existed 200,000 years ago. "You're the old monsters!" Tristan blurted out involuntarily!

In the next second, he had been slapped away by Vivien's giant palm made of hair.

At the same time, in the wilderness outside of the [Nexus] base.

A woman descended from the sky with a sinister sneer on the corner of her mouth: "The information given by Morgoth is indeed true. The shadowy creatures around them fled and fell to the ground, kneeling down to the woman as if they were worshiping a queen!

The (originally the Dark Gold Dragon) dark slime slowly moved in front of the woman, twitching and convulsing for a moment before conjuring into the silhouette of a human being.

It pulls out a fox skin from its body, puts it on, and uses it to further shape its body, eventually transforming into a "fox man" - the long-dead Patriarch of Reynard.

The fox patriarch pulled out a black orb stained with black slime from his bosom, walked up to the woman, and respectfully knelt down to offer the treasure.

The woman reached out and magically made the orb float in the air.

"Queen Morgan Bixia. Other succubi also descended from the sky and came to the woman's side. There were twelve of them in all, all dressed in pure black witch robes.

"There's a bit of preparation before [the wall] can be lifted. The woman put away the orb and sneered, "Let's all go, and hold Arthur back at all costs." "Yes, Queen Bixia. The twelve witches bowed, turned into clouds of black gas, and flew out.