The lava forest is not far from Doco City, and it is one of the few forbidden areas of the Gama Empire, and it is naturally famous for the abyss-level lair that towers over it, the Scorching Lair. Pen × fun × Pavilion www. ｂｉｑｕｇｅ。 ｉｎｆｏ

This lair of the ancient demon Gudilark has been scorched for thousands of miles, and there are strange and evolved plants and demonic beasts infected by demonic energy.

On the steaming inky black earth, a thin figure walked silently, wearing a suit of light armor and carrying a simple long knife in his hand.

After a moment, the boy stopped his steps, and looked around with a blurred gaze, the silence above the empty and empty earth was terrible, and the rustling of some creature could be faintly heard.

Feeling the heat coming from the soles of his feet, the young man looked forward expressionlessly, ignoring the sweat on his forehead that was as fine as a beaded curtain, and continued to walk.

"Artaldi, you are about to break through to the realm of a third-order great warrior, and the rest is to choose your own path. Together with the Dark Knights, fed by hatred and fury, they walk the dark borders and kill mercilessly! We are evil spirits! We are a group of zombies who have risen from hell! Only by killing and fighting can we grow. ”

"Go to the lava forest, where you will find your way. ”

Thinking of the teacher's admonition to him, Arsati had infinite motivation in his heart.

He had great respect for his teacher, because in the past month or so he had changed dramatically and officially joined the Dark Knights.

Streaming down!

In an instant, thick red rattans slid across the ground, enveloping them from all directions.

Poof!

A bag of dirt suddenly rose from the flat ground, and a strange crimson plant broke through the soil, splashing a little bit of dirt, bringing out billowing white smoke, which was extremely hot.

Sou!

Arti tapped his toes on the ground and leaped into the air like a bird with its wings outstretched.

In its place, rattans with jagged mouthparts at the tips burrowed out.

Red Blood Vine!

This is the most common demonic plant in the lava forest, and it usually lurks beneath the ground, only to unleash cold arrows when other creatures pass through his territory.

Once entangled in his rattan, the fate that awaits those creatures is a slow death!

The mouthparts on the rattan will pierce straight into the creature's body, releasing a kind of fire venom that is as thick and hot as magma, stirring all the flesh and bones in the creature's body into juice!

Creak!

Seeing that the sneak attack failed, this made Red Blood Vine very annoyed, and the Arsati in front of him was a delicious meal in his cognition. The red-blooded vine, which had not enjoyed biological slurry for a long time, stood like a hungry wolf, and one rattan flew up one by one, covering the sky and the sun, occupying nearly 100 meters of land in all directions!

Arsatdi's pupils shrank, and the basis for judging the strength of the red blood vine was the range they controlled.

Generally, the newborn red blood vine is only one meter in radius, and its strength can be compared to that of a first-order apprentice profession. The range of 100 meters is enough to fight against the third-order great warriors! With all kinds of talent and strength, it is a headache!

Scold!

The long knife is like snow, and the light is cold and the shadow is burning.

The moment Arte fell, the blade was there, and the fighting spirit was rampant!

Shhh

A rattan was cut straight off, and the air was filled with fiery red juice, which fell on the dirt with a sizzling sound.

Smack!

The red blood vine was furious, and in an instant, dozens of rattans danced in unison, and the mouthparts opened and closed to spew venom from the sky.

Click!

Venom rained down, and Arte stood there, as if he had received a grand baptism.

Zizi!

The vicious liquid corroded his armor in an instant, invading his skin inch by inch, leaving flaming red marks.

The silent fire poison suddenly became excited, marching in the bloodline, frantically encroaching.

"Pain is our food!"

Arte raised his head, his eyes were filled with three-petal moon pupils, and a powerful force emerged from his body!

Ancient Magic: Wounds of Hatred!

Passive magic!

The more serious the injury to the learner, the stronger the power to feed back!

It was one of the few spells that the night had given him, and it was a rare prefix ancient magic, and the effect was terrifying.

If you hurt the enemy first, you will hurt yourself!

Clenching the long knife in his hand, Arte looked up to the sky and roared, and the fighting energy in his body erupted.

Shadow Slash!

"The shadows are where you end up!"

The sword light splashed in all directions, and the shadows slashed vertically and horizontally, forming a fine knife net.

Poof!

The rattans of the red blood vine were flying, like the stump of a living being, throwing up, falling, and spilling blood.

Creak!

Suffering such severe pain, the red blood vine went crazy, constantly pumping, releasing fire venom, and pouring out the life force contained in the body.

It is these precious life forces that allow those broken vines to grow back into battle.

Arsati turned a deaf ear and waved his blade mechanically, like a butcher!

As the scars on his body accumulated, the power in his body kept gushing like a source, but he didn't see the damage to his body, but he was in good spirits.

Ancient Magic: Bloodthirsty!

Passive magic!

All of the learner's attacks will have Bloodlust Effect, and the more severe the injury, the stronger the Bloodlust effect!

It's this magic that constantly robs the Life Force from the Red Blood Vine to replenish and repair Arzadi's wounds!

Wounds of hatred! Bloodthirsty madness!

This is the best gift that the night has given to Arti, enough to make him a never-ending dark knight!

As the stalemate of the battle continued, Crimson Vine was shocked to find that his body had become weaker and weaker, and a force was wrapped around his body like a maggot on his tarsal bones, constantly gnawing at his own strength.

Ancient Magic: Shadow Corrosion!

Passive magic!

All of the learner's attacks have a Shadow Corrosion effect that weakens the enemy's strength.

This weakening of passive magic is inconspicuous at first, but as the battle continues, it is bound to cause great trouble for the enemy.

"Fury is the source of the Dark Knight's power, unleash it!"

A cry from the bottom of my heart completely detonated Arsati!

He crossed the barrier and charged towards the position of the Crimson Vine itself!

Three Realms Strengthened!

Under the extremely harsh devil training in the dark night, all of Artaldi's one-star physical skills and military skills were buried in the three-realm enhancement stage, and their power was no less than that of some powerful two-star skills.

The red blood vine not far away shrank, and he felt the threat of his life, as if the eyes of death were staring at him tightly.

Run! Run!

The red blood vine frantically shrank his body, wanting to escape into the earth, he wanted to be the principle of this demonic human.

Dark Swordsmanship!

Flame Slash!

Arsati muttered, his hoarse voice turning into muffled notes that spread out in all directions.

The power accumulated in his body was withdrawn, and the power of the fury brought by those scars was integrated into the long black knife in his hand.

Zizi!

The fighting spirit increased infinitely, and the furious flame burned fiercely, with the potential to burn the sky and the earth, condensing into a huge skull in mid-air.

In an instant, the skull was cracked, the big mouth was open, the eye hole was distorted, and a scream erupted, which condensed into a knife and cut straight down!

Whew-

The mournful wind whined and wrinkled.

It was as if the earth had been hit with a heavy blow, a sudden shock, and it sank into that faint point.

Under the blade, a ravine about ten meters long appeared, straight one.

The scorched earth on both sides of the gully was ignited by the flames of rage, and strange black flames were still burning, and the red blood vine had long since been destroyed by a single sword.

"Death?" Arte walked quietly, and a vague path gradually appeared in front of him. On the side of the muddy road, there are mountains of corpses and a sea of blood, white bones, flowers blooming, and green grass.

Syllable!

Squatting down, from the pile of ashes, Arte took out a blood-red hedron.

Warcraft is born and raised, inherited by blood, and has its own source of power magic crystals. Unlike demonic plants, they absorb the life force as the path and condense life crystals in their bodies.

Arty crushed the hedron violently, and streams of pure life force flowed into his body, completely repairing the wounds that inhabited the fire poison.

This is just the beginning, and the real carnage is about to take place in this uninhabited land.

・・・・・・

A few miles from the entrance to the lava forest, a small green grass grew out of a not-so-charred black soil.

The grass is very delicate, and the fire poison contained in the earth will never allow pure life to exist, he is oppressing it!

Only compromised beings like the Red Blood Vine can survive in this land, and the rest have long since become the nourishment of the earth.

"Don't be afraid, Green, I'll protect you. ”

A crisp and melodious childish voice sounded, and the grass twisted slightly, as if it was the owner of the voice.

To the east of the grass lay a little girl of eight or nine years old, kneeling, with long, shiny curly hair like emerald, bright and shining eyes full of innocence, and pink skin that made her look like a porcelain doll.

At the moment, she was wearing a pink princess dress and holding an oval-shaped pure white egg in her arms.

"Ahh

Syllable!

Suddenly, the egg shook, and the shell on top of it was lifted up, revealing the head of a young dragon.

The two dragon horns slightly burrowed out of the tender skin, and the young dragon looked very cute.

"Pixar, Green is going to be fine, right?" said the little girl, glancing down at the little dragon in the eggshell.

"Ahh

The young dragon named Pixar put its two little paws on the edge of the eggshell, looked at the little girl innocently, and finally nodded unbearably.

"I'm going to protect him, that's my mission. The little girl smiled and stretched out her pink little hand, and a stream of green energy condensed in her palm.

Bathed in the green light, the grass seemed to enjoy it very much, and the thin body actually grew a few inches after a while, becoming more tenacious.

And the land under the grass began to come to life.

Knock knock!

At this moment, the earth began to beat, like a beating drum, and the horn of war sounded.

Smack!

The red blood vines broke through the soil, densely packed, and covered the mountains and fields, making people's scalps numb when they saw it.

"Ahh

Knock!

Outside the red blood vine, a large tree more than ten meters high came to it.

That's right, the countless roots of these trees are their feet, and they come like humans.

The branches of the trees were strangely twisted, and their bodies were dry and crumpled like dead wood.

But there were no dense leaves on their branches, but hanging from them one after another fiery red and crystal like jade. In the middle of walking, it tinkles and makes a crisp sound.

The first race on the periphery of the lava forest, a true overlord-level existence!

"Pixar, I'm afraid!" the little girl hugged the dragon egg tightly and fell to the grass, her eyes moving slightly, and tears appeared.

"Ahh

Pixar roared, but the young dragon's voice was unbearable, like ants to the molten treemen.