If you start from the small town of Nagrand and head towards the Forest of Death, from the beginning of stepping into the woods to fifty miles, it is considered an outlying area. Pen | fun | pavilion www. ｂｉｑｕｇｅ。 infoCountless mercenary adventurers have taught their experience to those who come after fifty miles, and if they are not above the fifth order, they should not act alone.

A hundred miles further on, there are vast areas that remain unknown, and even the most detailed maps cannot mark the entire danger zone. And after stepping through this place where both great mages and high-ranking martial artists will accidentally die, you can see from afar an area shrouded in a white mist, which is the Death Canyon.

Since the beginning of the record, only the ninth-order powerhouse can enter the Death Canyon and retreat with his whole body, and there are countless unsuspecting dangers inside, from the sky, underground, and water, and even some of them emerge from your body.

The camera zooms in and out into the Death Canyon, through countless mournful and wailing spirits and dry bones, up demagogic stone steps, and into a viscous and disgusting pool of blood, to a dark underground, through complex tunnels, and through an empty and quiet cavern.

If there are still a few peerless powerhouses who have set foot in the previous place, but here, from ancient times to the present, only one person has ever visited.

And now, the guest, again suddenly visited.

The huge cave walls are inlaid with priceless moonstones, and some glowing precious ores are randomly placed in the corners.

Three huge thrones.

One person and one dragon are communicating cordially in this undisturbed place.

Cen Hanhan was on the black throne in the first place, and her body, which was extremely small compared to the throne, touched it leisurely and saw that it was a handrail made of extraordinary materials.

"I said, Xiaobai."

There was an earth-shattering tremor and the power of necromancy, and the white dragon "White Calamity", once one of the three evil dragons, sat down solemnly like a schoolboy on the white throne next to him.

"What's the matter?"

"White Calamity", the white dragon whose real name is Jörmungad retracted the bone wings behind his back, and the incomparably powerful and evil soul fire in his eyes stared seriously ahead, and the corner of his eye was actually clutching the small figure in the corner.

"Damn, she...... How come it again! ”

When he woke up during the day, Jörmungadr dared to use the countless bones on his body to assure that it was definitely an ordinary day, that he had not organized a blood sacrifice, that he had not absorbed the life essence of the unlucky people outside, and that he had not even cursed the saint who had crippled their brother two hundred years ago and the god of light that might exist......

But why, when he woke up from sleep, he saw a very familiar figure standing on the ground, a figure that often appeared in dreams, and the slight difference from the dream was that the other party was not clothed in the endless holy light.

wtf！

Jörmungård felt that his young heart had to be comforted by a new life.

"No wonder some Necromantic Knights have reported that there are a large number of humans and other alliance forces gathering on the outskirts of the forest......" Jörmungad thought quickly in his heart, "Is it not ......right to bring a large army to encircle and suppress again?"

"Xiaobai, I actually don't have anything to do, it's just that I haven't seen him for a long time, I have been a big brother in the past, Satan, I also touched it, he's okay, it's the same, just stay there and can't move, it's hard for him......"

The girl in front of him looked so worthless in front of his huge body, so weak that Jörmungandre always thought that he could poison the other party with his breath, but every time this thought flashed, he would immediately warn himself, "I can't fight back, I can't kill back, this is an illusion, this is an illusion, this is an illusion......"

The girl was dressed in her usual clothes, and she smiled as if she were doing a homely thing, but those words sounded to Jermungard's ears like the whisper of a demon.

At the mention of the word "Satan", two huge flames of green soul in Jörmungad pulsed imperceptibly.

"I shouldn't have listened to that **** fool to conquer the world in the first place......" Recalling the not good times, Jörmungard still regretted it immediately, "That Quartet Seal...... Satan is truly miserable. ”

"Xiaobai, I heard people outside, huh? Xiaobai, have you listened carefully? ”

Ye Mengjiade suddenly woke up from his trance, looking at Cen Hanhan smiling and froze as if he had swept her face, he quickly nodded lightly, "I've been listening." ”

"Oh, that's good......" Cen Hanhan dispersed the ball of holy light in his hand, and continued to admire the mysterious diagram on the black throne while saying, "I heard from the mercenaries outside that you are accumulating dark energy, preparing to resurrect the demon king and lift the seal?" ”

"No, absolutely not." Yemenga denied it in an unquestionable tone, and then shouted inwardly, "Who said it, which spicy chicken mercenary said it!" Who is it! ”

"I don't think so." Cen Hanhan nodded approvingly, patted the black stone wall, "You are not like your eldest brother, you still have a good heart......"

Cen Hanhan was slight, suddenly remembered something, and asked, "By the way, what about your brothers, I didn't see them when I came?" ”

Jörmungard breathed a sigh of relief, "Deathwing and the cyan tempest...... The power of their recovery has not yet reached the point of manifestation. ”

The "Deathwings", which govern the power of earth and fire, and the "Cyan Storm", symbolize wind and speed. With the addition of the "White Calamity", it is the "Three Evil Dragons" recorded in the history books of Death Canyon.

Jörmungård was the weakest, so it had been relieved for two hundred years, and the black dragon and the green dragon, who had been beaten the hardest, were still recovering themselves in the deeper depths of the Death Valley.

These three dragons, similar in nature to Satan, were born from the world, although they have not reached the immortality of the Demon King, but as long as they leave a little remnant, they can repeat the stage of the first birth and wait for the next Nirvana.

"They're still lying dead...... I'm so sorry. Cen Hanhan looked sorry, the movie's "I talked about your sad past" expression, "By the way, I also heard that you have to take a bunch of younger brothers to form a burning army, and then rush out ......"

"No, no." Jörmungard waved his hand in fear, "I've been the boss for years. The bunch of bones out there has nothing to do with me......"

"Well, that's it." Cen Hanhan just walked to the edge of the throne, she jumped lightly and came to the flat black jewel-like ground, "I'm very relieved that you said that, it's nothing, I'll go back, I'm sorry to disturb your sleep." ”

Cen Hanhan raised his head and smiled at the huge bone dragon dozens of meters high, and then straightened his clothes, as if he was ready to leave.

"Let's go, let's go......" Ye Mengjia kept nodding, but seeing Cen Hanhan's appearance, he thought of something, and suddenly said: "Wait! ”

Cen Hanhan was puzzled: "What's the matter?" ”

Jörmungård thought of the menacing group of Alliance legions gathered outside, "How are you going, Biu is leaving?" The bone dragon cocked up a finger and pointed upward.

Cen Hanhan said strangely: "Yes, it's just that Biu is gone, otherwise?" ”

"What about a large group of elven dwarves out there and a group of human armies?" Jörmunga was shocked, is there any mistake, you have to go to help people take them away, don't tell me that they are a group outing.

"People outside the forest ......" Cen Hanhan heard it, and he also understood instantly. She also knew that her news would definitely leak out, and when she was focused on hurrying and quietly low-key, what was happening outside and what was brewing, she ...... I don't bother to care.

"I don't know anything, I don't know anything." Cen Hanhan shook his head in a rattle in his heart, sure enough, he made a secret visit or something, and in the end, it would always become a bright visit "inadvertently", you see a certain emperor visiting in micro-clothes, and every time he has to pretend to be forced elegantly, and then drive back to the palace. Cen Hanhan was originally very interested in going to the Imperial Capital Royal Academy to have a look, and even planned to sneak in to go to class to feel the atmosphere of the academy in another world, but unfortunately there was an auction halfway through......

Cen Hanhan walked over and patted Ye Mengjiad's bone paw with some regret, "No, Xiaobai." ”

She hesitated, as if she was about to tell Yrörmunga something, and then made up her mind to beckon to the white dragon, "Come here." ”

Jörmunga trembled with fire, and leaned his head over with excitement and curiosity, the secret that the saint had told me......

"I'm just telling you, don't tell anyone." Cen Hanhan looked mysterious.

"I'm here this time, it's a very low-key ......"

Jörmungård's expression was not recognizable from his appearance, but he froze in place for a full three seconds.

Very, low, key.

These three words kept replaying in Jörmungård's mind.