It may be more serious than anyone thinks!

Every day at dusk, when the setting sun of Galandia could still sprinkle a golden light on the edge of the rift, the sky covered by the heavy clouds of the demon world was already as gloomy as the cowardly demons' brush pot water. The illusion of the evil eye, which had disappeared but had created invisible pressure on the inhabitants of Andrari, would reappear.

It appeared in André's field of vision for three days in a row. This is no coincidence at all, it has already set its sights on the son of the abyss! Andrei himself has no intention of leaving anything to chance.

Marcellion told him that most of the witchcraft associated with the power of the Abyss became more active and manifest at nightfall. The self-proclaimed Lord of the Abyss, the Lord of the Evil Eye, has probably locked your place, perhaps because the caster, as an Abyss Lord, has a sharper sense of the children of the Abyss whose power comes from the same origin among those present.

The moment the unfathomable lord died in Kwaseg and the mark was about to die, he used the resonance characteristics between the abyssal forces to lock on Andre thousands of miles away. And every day, when the Abyssal Power is most active, this magic will be performed again to determine Andrei's current location.

It was clear that he was interested in what was happening in the Shattered Sky Mountain, or rather in the Children of the Abyss himself. But as a watched, Andrei didn't find it interesting at all! he knew that he was being watched by others, but he had no way to counter it. He didn't believe that the guy named Albach would be kind enough to care for him and support him as a "senior". He had already crushed the once powerful conquest to death without personally appearing in person, how could he be kind to a son of the abyss with more potential than the conscript?

Maybe in a few months, Andrarui will face the encirclement and suppression of hundreds of demon warriors! According to the subordinates who had known about the lord's rumors, the warriors that the lord's men could mobilize were probably not less than half a lord!

That is to say, the peak strength of that Albach is at least 4,000 people!

That's not Andrarui's headcount, which is purely made up by cowardice. It's a powerful army composed entirely of demon warriors! Even the population of Thornleaf Village and the Limestone Clan can barely match the order of magnitude of the other party - nearly two thousand people. However, the elves and dwarves were able to confront them head-on with less than a thousand warriors on the battlefield, and even with their sophisticated equipment, it would not be a war that would have ended easily!

André had deliberately begun to distance himself from the elves and dwarves. The enemy is a strong Abyss Lord, and if he accidentally gets on it, it will be a disaster of annihilation! Since that eye can't actually let the would-be demon king see the specific situation here from thousands of miles away, it is just a kind of witchcraft used to determine his own location, and Andre has long made up his mind not to drag the dwarves and elves to wade into this pool of troubled waters.

He has a moral standard that most beings in the Demon Realm do not have. As trading partners in sharing supplies, enthusiastic dwarves and kind-hearted elves have also helped Andrari in any way they can. Since even their strength is difficult to control the pattern of things this time, it is better to be a single person, and if you want to die, you won't drag these alien friends with you.

Although he has given up relying on the power of the remnants of Garandia in Shattered Sky Mountain, Andre is also not a character who sits idly by. In the past few days, he had tried many ways to interfere with the evil eye sorcery at nightfall, but it had not affected the abyss lord thousands of miles away to cast his spell. This feeling of powerlessness made him irritable and stressed. Because he understands that under the absolute disparity in strength, his little cleverness from the other world cannot shorten the gap between himself and the enemy. That's nearly a thousand times stronger than the gang of exiles under his command!Unless he himself has the power to destroy the world, what can he do to compete with them!?

The strength of everyone in this world is cultivated through different ways, even the children of the abyss are no exception, it is nothing more than that there are fewer obstacles and more help than those mortals on the road to gaining power. Andre only thought that the dark magic that had made him complacent some time ago was a joke! Although it seemed magical to him as a scientist, those boring spells were not even as destructive as the arrows of the Elven Rangers. In the face of a force as powerful as the Abyss Lord, it is as pitiful and ridiculous as a child's toy......

In less than ten days, Andrei had even tried to hide in the mountains alone. But the nightmarish magic eye still appeared in front of him at nightfall every day.

Now even the dwarves and elven elders are beginning to fall silent in front of the children of the abyss. All the conceivable methods had no effect, and almost all the pressure was carried by Andre alone. This made him start to become haggard and unfocused in less than half a month. It was only at this time that the group of worshippers under his command discovered that the children of the abyss, who had changed their fate, were not omnipotent. His Royal Highness Andrew, whose real name is "The End of Despair", will also be affected by the despair himself...... They didn't feel that it was His Highness's incompetence, but that their weak and incompetent followers were dragging down their wise Highness. If it weren't for them who were dragging their feet, the young highness wouldn't have had anything to do with those Banuma and Arbach at all. He only needs to live alone in the deserted wilderness, slowly accumulate his strength, and when the name "Arthur Durrell" is known to others, at that time, the powerful Highness must have become a peerless powerhouse that only the demon king in the epic legend can compare with!

The pressure made Andrari's mood tense, though Andre had promised from the beginning that he would do his best to distract the Abyss Lord if the time came to last. The alien friends of Thornleaf Village and the Limestone Valley just need to hide quietly in their homes. This was originally the unwarranted disaster caused by Andrarui, and he naturally would not affect the alien friends who had selflessly helped him.

In fact, elves and dwarves are far more simple than the children of the abyss think. In the world of information explosion in the previous life, who had not heard of some scheming and all-encompassing deceptions? Who did not understand the simple truth that we must guard against the "good intentions" of strangers? Although there are not without people like Andrei who have their own principles and persistence, there are also more than one or two people who can dig out their minds and do everything for the sake of so-called interests.

If he were to reconcile his position with the elves and dwarves, André would even suspect that the so-called "friendly" little tribe of Andrarui might have hidden a latent internal connection, and that it was not impossible that the person might even be the leader of the tribe, or that the entire tribe was a harmless bait disguised. According to this line of thinking, those demon chasers who were ruthlessly slaughtered can also be understood as a clumsy "bitter meat plan", and the current situation is just a trap carefully laid out, just to pull Thornleaf Village and the limestone valley into the abyss!

But the dwarves and elves didn't think so, and although the leader of Andrarui had made the relationship between the aliens a little awkward because he had decided to dissociate himself from them, these simple people decided to fulfill the promise they had made to the aliens of the demon race.

"If you want to escape the Abyss Lord's tracking, the most effective way is probably to flee to another world. ”

The son of the abyss, who was crouching by the grass and had a messy hairstyle, did not expect that there would be elves to comfort him in this situation, and it was the Ranger Elder who had always been lukewarm to him before. Although this strategy may not have any practical significance...... If you could easily escape from this desolate world, you wouldn't have easily gathered a million demon armies when the door of the world opened hundreds of years ago.

But at least he made André understand that some people, although they seem to be unsmiling, actually care about themselves.

"Aren't you worried that from the time we came to Shattered Sky Mountain, all of this was just a conspiracy against dwarves and elves?" Andre said with a relaxed expression, but his mouth made people sweat coldly, but it was not impossible to establish an assumption.

Quinn Thorn's wrinkled, white-bearded face suddenly became stunned...... After a moment, he laughed silently again.

"What are you laughing at?"

"You look like the demons I remember. Quinn stepped forward to the side of the Children of the Abyss, "While what you said is a possibility, I prefer to trust me and my friends in the way they see people and things. ”

Andre glanced back at the ranger elder a little strangely, he didn't expect that this old man, who usually looked bitter and hateful, would have such an open-minded side. Marcellion had deliberately explained to him that Elder Ranger Quinn Thorn had a deep prejudice against demons due to the loss of relatives and friends, and that he was a stubborn old man with no room for sand in his eyes.

"If you really fool the eyes of everyone in Thornleaf Village and the Greystone Clan, then I can only admit that you demons are too forbearing and cunning. If there were so many guys like you in the demon army hundreds of years ago who made plans for war, maybe the elves and dwarves of Garlandia would have become slaves of the demons long ago!"

"Do you mean being as smart as I am, or as cunning as I am?"

"Does it make a difference?"

Quinn suddenly burst out laughing like an energetic young elf...... Then he suddenly found that since he was forced to stay in the Demon Realm and could never return to his hometown, the number of laughs like this has become less and less.

What made him feel even more incredible was that the one who stood with him and laughed uncontrollably was a young son of the abyss who was full of wisdom and had the unique cunning of the demon race.

If anyone had predicted that he would be chatting and laughing with a guy who had a good chance of becoming a demon king in the future, he would definitely scold that whimsical guy to the core.

But now, he just wants to vent his feelings at the moment through laughter.

André Gothales is indeed a very interesting child of the abyss, a demon like no other!