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Because no one can explore the entire Forsaken Realm and return to the place where he used to live alive, in the past, those outlaws in the Great Wasteland, driven by interests, had several expeditions to explore the Forsaken Realm. However, once the expeditions penetrated into the area, they were completely unheard from.

The power of the Great Wasteland is constantly changing, and there was once a great man who dominated the Great Wasteland and went deep into the Forsaken Realm, but the strong man who had reached level thirty-five and even allowed Frius to absorb it completely disappeared after entering the Forsaken Realm.

No trace of his return was ever seen, and soon his territory and power were completely encroached upon. The legend about him is only occasionally mentioned in people's mouths, and in the end it is forgotten.

Since then, no one has explored the Forgotten Realm. Even if people believe that the depths of the area are full of treasures, even the rarest treasures must be enjoyed by life.

In this way, the Forsaken Realm became a forbidden place on Agareth.

On the outskirts of the Forsaken Realm is a snowy field, and the light blue snow turns this place into a land of snow and ice. The strange force field that envelops the entire territory makes it very difficult and troublesome to move around the periphery, and even the Bal people who live in the town on the edge of the Testament Realm do not dare to leave the town rashly. It is possible that if you go out this time, you will never find your way back.

Until now, it was probably thought that the entire territory of the Lost Realm was covered with snow and ice. But this is not the case, and the further you go to the center of the area, the more you will find that the snow and ice are receding, and the earth is revealing its original appearance. It's just that like the Great Wasteland, the center of the Forsaken Realm is also filled with the smell of desolation. It's full of mountains, but there's no greenery. The earth cracked, like a mouth that screamed silently to the sky.

Xenobiotic cannot survive in this place because rivers are almost non-existent.

It's a dead place.

But in the heart of this dead land, there is a deep valley. Under the lead clouds over the whole land, even the marginal areas were bleak in daylight during the day, and even more so in this deep central valley. It has been dark and shadowy for many years, and the sound of the wind blowing through the mountain crevices is like a ghost crying softly. Even the air smelled of sorrow, and the despair of the area seeped through almost every crack in the rocks, filling the entire valley.

The valley is littered with rocks, and occasionally a few twisted plants can be seen. Far from being green, they are the same color as the rocks, and they are almost impossible to distinguish when you stand a little farther away.

There is a castle on the hill in this valley, and I don't know how long it has been in existence, it is almost embedded in the mountain, and only a small half of it is outside the mountain. The castle, which is almost integrated with the mountain wall, is dark in color, and in many places it is covered with brown moss, which makes the castle look mottled and blurred.

It's like an abandoned castle that may have been bustling long ago. But now, it can only be accompanied by silence and gloom.

The day was as quiet as countless years had passed, but without warning, a muffled cry rang from the depths of the castle. It sounded like a woman screaming.

At the same time as this voice sounded.

Far away in the Shadow Castle in the Demon Ring City, the dim fire in the hall lit up violently, illuminating the shadow on the throne of the high platform suddenly stretched and expanded, almost enveloping the entire high platform and the throne. The power of the demon king rolled like a tide, sweeping through the entire capital in an instant, waking countless people from their sleep.

On the other side of the sea of blood, in the center of the kingdom of Duobia, the Sunset City built by Frius also suddenly rose with a mighty force, confronting the breath of Sbenak in the distant Demon Ring City.

But the aura of the two supremes quickly converged and fell back, until they finally disappeared. But the two strongest characters on the planet know that one thing happens quietly.

She's awake.

And she woke up hundreds of years earlier than before, even if she was the Supreme, I don't know why she suddenly woke up at this time. Perhaps Sbernack knew better, since she woke up on the third day of the fall of the Kidd fleet, and the fleet had already fallen near the Great Badlands. It was so coincidental that the Demon King had to link these two things.

But Sbernack said nothing, did nothing, as if he had been in those sleeping years, oblivious to the outside world.

Return to the Forsaken Valley Castle, if any life goes deep into the castle and explores underground. Then he or it will find that there is a room in the depths of the castle, and this room is blocked by three metal doors inside and outside. Each layer of the gate weighs 100 tons, which makes the designer have to install some energy-rich hedron on the door, and design some special circuits inside the door so that the energy of these hedras can form a specific ability according to the direction of the circuit.

It was a repulsive force field in order to reduce the weight of the door itself, which would otherwise be enough to weigh over any cornerstone.

Passing through the door, it is hard to imagine that the room blocked by the three-story door is surprisingly simple. It is only a space of no more than 50 square meters in length and width, without any decoration, only a stone platform. The stone platform is about six or seven meters higher than the ground, and there are stone steps connecting the countertop and the floor. At the four ends of the stone platform stood four black iron pillars, which were reversed to look like they were pointed at the top and wide at the bottom, and there were iron chains between the pillars.

In the middle of the stone platform is an iron coffin, and a woman is carved in relief on the lid of the iron coffin. This is a mature and elegant woman. She can be seen wearing a noble gown, with her hands clasped to her chest, and her eyes closed, as if she were asleep.

Then a long cry sounded from the coffin, and then the eyes of the woman on the iron statue rolled up, and there was a pair of eyeballs inside.

Not any decoration, but real, creature eyeballs!

Then the lid of the iron coffin flew out, fell to the floor, and fell several meters away, rubbing a series of sparks on the ground. As you can see, the inside of the iron coffin is a black liquid. These oil-like liquids are boiling, and bubbles are constantly rising. In it floated a face, which could be seen as a woman, but she was so thin, almost without fat, that the face was like a sun-dried skin hanging on a skull. If it weren't for the rolling of her eyes, she would be almost like a dead person.

She reached out a hand from the black liquid, trying to catch something. That hand was covered with black liquid, and when the black liquid slipped off, it could also be seen that this hand was so thin that it was only skinny and bone-like. Then her hand fell weakly back into the black water, and even her face sank into the black water.

The black water is descending at a rate visible to the naked eye.

The door opened with the sound of it opening, and a moment later, the last door to the room was pushed open. Out of that door came a man, an old Bal. Behind him, there were two young Bal women. When the three men entered the room, they knelt in the direction of the iron coffin, bowing their heads and saying nothing.

The black water in the iron coffin had already descended to the bottom, and a woman could be seen lying in the coffin. It's just that this woman's body is no longer as thin as before, whether it is arms or legs, or the bulging chest and flat lower abdomen, they are all plump again. She was still covered in black water, but it continued to penetrate her skin, and she was like a sponge absorbing the liquid.

When the black water is exhausted, the dripping water in the iron coffin remains, leaving only a fair-skinned and greasy carcass. The woman finally opened her eyes, and there was an abyssal darkness in her sockets. Then the blackness faded, and the whites of the eyes appeared, as well as two extremely beautiful eyes with pure gold.

She didn't rush to get up, but first raised her hand and stretched out the slender and moderate fingers. After a while, he reached out and gently pulled himself out of the coffin. Even though this woman is very tall, when she stands up, the parts below the root of the thigh are in the coffin, which shows how deep the space of this iron coffin is. The woman stretched slightly, exposing the beautiful details of her body to the air.

The fine hairs on her ear chakras were trembling gently, and the twin peaks with their beautiful curved bottoms stood proudly in the air, and there was a beautiful navel on her flat belly, and beneath that, the thrilling mystery. When she lifted her legs and walked out of the iron coffin, the most beautiful secret of this body was exposed to the air, but the only man in the room did not dare to move, so no one appreciated this beauty.

She stepped off the high platform, and the two sexy and full lips moved slightly, and a magnetic voice came from the mouth: "How long have I been asleep?" ”

The old man still bowed his head, but replied, "Three hundred and seventy years, my lord." You woke up a hundred and thirty years early......," the old man gestured at the same time, and the two women behind him hurriedly got up and put a set of noble clothes on the woman's body to cover her almost perfect body.

When the maid combed her hair and pulled up a gauge hairstyle, she said, "You look older, look up." ”

The old man trembled with excitement, for for the first time in his long years of service to the mistress she had allowed herself to look up. So he lifted the old face and took in the noble and beautiful figure in front of him. Then he smiled contentedly, stuck two fingers into his eyes, and blinded himself in this way.

The woman sighed, "Why are you doing this? ”

"I've seen the most beautiful things in the universe, and it doesn't do anything to keep these eyes. Although I can no longer see anything, the beauty of the master is forever imprinted in my heart and soul. ”

"Then ...... Whatever you want. She didn't ask any more.

Already dressed in noble garments, she walked out the door with the haughty steps of a queen, the long hem of her skirt dragging on the ground, but not a single trace of dust was stained. Wherever she passed, a flying lilac flame spread like a carpet over the ground she passed.

The blind old man of the Bal and two young women followed closely behind her, and the old man asked softly, "The master wants to leave the fort?" ”

"Well, go meet an old friend. I felt his breath, but it was strange that his breath wasn't supposed to be so young, so I woke up early to meet him. The woman stopped and said, "Go and wake up my generals, and when I return, I will see them." ”

Turning around again, the figure faded and disappeared in front of several people.

It wasn't long before the highest peak in the valley lit up with a purple fire. A moment later, another mountain more than a dozen kilometers away also ignited a purple flame. On this day, purple flames lit up in the depths of the Forsaken Realm. As these flames lit up, some of the sleeping beings began to awaken.

The Great Wasteland is a vast area, not as great as any of the supreme kingdoms, but as any of the two kingdoms as it is. From the snowfield area on the edge of the Lost Realm to the Great Wasteland, the snow thins out, revealing 10,000-year-old glaciers, ice fields, and snow-capped peaks. As they extend northward, they are gradually replaced by hills, mountains, and rocky fields. On the northern side of the Great Heath, there is even an active volcano as well as volcanic rocky deserts and canyons.

It can be said that the Great Wasteland is a place with extremely complex landscapes. It is this complex area where many forces are gathered, and they divide all the interests of the great wasteland. All the Bal people who have been displaced into the Great Wasteland have to snort in order to survive in this place.

Among the many forces in this land, Blood-Eyed Azers is definitely a familiar name. Not only because he is the leader of one of the major forces in the Great Wasteland, but also because Azers has been famous in the Great Wasteland for a long time. You must know that in this land, every year, every day, there are new forces and new strong people. Even the giants who now divide the interests of the Great Wasteland may be replaced by new figures in ten or twenty years.

And the name Azers has occupied the Great Wasteland for fifty years. It can be said that Bloodeye is one of the oldest giants in the Great Wasteland. In addition to Azers, only the Bone King Zasso has been a little longer, and as for the White Devil Lucy and others, they have risen one after another in the past ten years and replaced some of the original giants.

However, in the great wilderness, old qualifications do not necessarily mean that they have a deep heritage. Like Bloody Eye, Azers's power has been encroached upon by other young giants over the past decade, and now it has barely survived. In this land where the law of the jungle is pursued, the size of the power is directly proportional to the strength of the leader himself, and among the giants, Azers's strength is definitely not the strongest.

If it weren't for the jealousy of some of his abilities, maybe Bloody Eye would have been carved up a few years ago.

Today, the town of Bloody Eye, where Azerth is located, is still built on the blue ice fields adjacent to the Forsaken Realm, but the town is now at least a third smaller than it was at the height of Azeth's power. A few years ago, Lucy the White Devil and the fanatics Kajhazi and Azerth had a series of battles, one of the fiercest battles in Bloody Eye. At that time, the situation of Azes was very bad, if it weren't for the bone king Zasso who was worried that Lucy and the two would sit big after swallowing Bloodeye, and he owed Azes some favors, so he intervened so that Bloodeye's power could be retained. Otherwise, I am afraid that in that year, there would be no more such people as Azers in the Great Wasteland.

Bloodeye is home to thousands of people, each of whom is one of Azerth's men. If needed, Bloodeye can instantly assemble an army of more than a thousand men, including two strong men who are not under the Iron Hand. These two are both capable fighters that Azers did not hesitate to spend a lot of money to absorb after the Great War that year. It is precisely because of the addition of these two people that he has finally stabilized his power.

On this day, Jersey walked up to the roof of the main building where he lived. It was the highest point in the town, and Jersey didn't want any other building taller than his house, because then he had the feeling of trampling everything under his feet. But today, he didn't feel that way, his expression was silent at the moment, and those who knew him well knew that the boss was not in a good mood.

Jersey was a wizened old man, his back hunched and his thin body hidden in a dark red fur coat. On his dry hand were two rings with large gems, one yellow and one red. His ringed hand held a cane made of some kind of animal bone. White-gray, with fine textures on it, the bones were clearly processed, and a hideous eye carved out of it.

Holding the bone staff, Ether stood on the rooftop and looked at his town with one hand behind his back.

This is his kingdom.

But the kingdom is shrinking day by day, although the White Devil and others are no longer as brazen as a few years ago to annex his territory through violent means. But the struggle still exists, but it has just turned from open struggle to secret fighting. What makes Ether even more unrelieved is that the influence of his so-called giant in the great wilderness has been declining. Not to mention far away, let's just say that a few days ago, his subordinates found that in the canyon on the other side of the Great Wasteland, several starships had crashed in the place. Azerth sent his men to search, hoping to find something of a price. But the White Devil then appeared and drove his people away mercilessly.

If it had been in the period when his power was at its peak, such a thing would never have happened.

"Am I really old?" Jersey asked himself softly.

There was a sudden sound of footsteps, and a moment later, a sexy-dressed woman walked in. She has short gray hair, and even her lips are painted gray. The eyes are light blue, refracting ice blue light in the sunlight like two jewels. She was dressed in a silver-white gown, with a long neckline that was unbuttoned at the bottom of the three buttons, leaving the placket open, and underneath the huge V-shaped was dark red skin, and two semicircles were faintly visible.

She stepped on a heart-pounding, wild step to the back of Azers, and said in a slightly hoarse voice, "Boss, something has happened to Greenlight Town. ”