The night is charming and dangerous, under the dark sky, evil will continue to breed, and the thick camouflage of sanctimony in the day will be torn apart at this moment, revealing the most essential desires. Pen ~ fun ~ pavilion www.biquge.info

The waves rolled over the undulating sea, and only the sound of the crashing waves was heard between the heavens and the earth, and there was not a single big ship heading towards the darkest place.

The silence of the cabin was so light and colorless that the prisoners could not even tell the time, let alone turn day and night, and sometimes they felt like they had spent years at sea. Their instinct is to eat in their pockets, to swallow the black, foul-smelling bread when they are hungry, and to close their eyes when they are sleepy. They didn't dare to make noise, they didn't dare to fight for food, because those who dared to do so were dragged away and never returned.

The moment Ike opened his eyes from his sleep, darkness invaded him, and with it, the sour smell of rot that permeated the small space.

The rickety hull was enough torture to make a first-time guy vomit everything in his stomach. But Ike couldn't, he had to swallow it back, because it was the only thing his body could draw on, and at least Scana had left him with a thirst for life.

After three days of practically three days from the Greenland docks, the fleet has finally crossed the windless zone to the edge of the Endless Sea, and the real test is only now begining.

The Endless Sea, which occupies the vast ocean of the entire northern part of the world! As his name suggests, no one has ever reached the end of the sea, as if there is no boundary, and all this is related to the "great changes in the earth" of the Third Age!

Even the most experienced navigators would not dare to enter the Endless Sea without a compass pointer, and countless creatures are lost in it every year.

It is precisely because of the peculiar structure of the Endless Sea that the various seas were born, and they have their own rules in the Endless Sea, and the magic is simply beyond imagination. For example, the most famous "Inverted Hanging Waterfall Sea"! It completely overturns the rules of gravity, making the sea rush to the sky, connecting the mysterious sea of clouds and the land of clouds.

And there are countless whirlpools between the seas, called whirlpools, and once the ship is lost, you can never know what will be the next sea you enter, and what kind of danger awaits you!

However, the demons who control the sea tower ship are clearly proficient, and they travel between the famous seas, conquer the whirlpool, and finally sail to the destination of this trip, the demon graveyard!

Demon Graveyard, this is what Ello is officially called, and for the Demon Clan, the Black Sea is his real name.

The Black Sea, located in the middle of the Endless Sea, not far from the Forgotten Land of Klosesko, is the domain of the Lichs of the Demon Clan!

Originally, the Black Sea was blue and pure, and there were countless sea creatures living there, but 10,000 years ago, it was conquered by the demons! The islands they occupied were given to the lich to study the so-called experiments! Whenever an experiment fails, corpses and drug residues flow into the sea, and over time the Black Sea is formed.

The sky was forever shrouded in darkness, without a glimmer of light, and blood-colored arcs of thunder swam like snakes, indicting the Lich's atrocities. The sea is thick and black, and it is highly corrosive and poisonous, and if a creature falls into it, the flesh will melt in less than three seconds, and even the bones and slag will not remain. The deadliest of all are the sea creatures that live in it, bloodthirsty, violent, irrational, and ugly in the ocean under the influence of drugs.

If it weren't for the restrictions of the magic rules of heaven and earth between the seas, the waters of the Black Sea would have spread out long ago, destroying the entire world. But because of this, the study of the lich has become more and more unscrupulous!

There are now more than 1,000 demonic islands in the Black Sea, nearly ninety percent of which have owners, and the largest ones are owned by the only remaining Great Lich of the Lich Clan.

The fleet traveled across the Black Sea for a month, and the final destination was the island numbered 731!

Whether it's 731 or Demuiran, it's enough to set off a bloody storm in Erlo! Demuilan is the only remaining great lich of the Lich Clan, his strength is unfathomable, and the last time he struck, he had the strength of a ninth-order epic powerhouse! At the same time, he was given the descendant of the root "Will of the Undead" by the Lich King to dominate one side!

The island of Temuilan as a whole is like a small kingdom with a vast area, but it has become a steel giant in the transformation of nearly 10,000 years. The entire perimeter of the island was surrounded and watered by pitch-black special steel, which was enough to withstand the bombardment of ninth-order magic! And a huge magic cannon was erected every ten meters on the city wall, and the black mouth was like the sickle of death, quietly waiting for the incoming enemy! And the war giant crossbows erected every 100 meters were even more life harvesters, which were enough to make people daunting!

There is only one man-made pier extending from the south in the shape of a cross on Demuilan Island, which is purely made of special metal, and there are nearly 100 small magic cannons of all sizes scattered on both sides, which are connected and supported by strict magic arrays and patterns, which are enough to become the first line of defense.

Boom!

The metal baffle in front of the hull hit the reef, which also caused a violent shaking, and in an instant, more than a dozen huge anchors on both sides fell into the water, splashing waves and spraying, and by the way, completely stabilizing the hull.

"It hurts!" Ike, who had managed to fall asleep in the cabin, bared his teeth and rubbed the red and swollen part of his forehead, apparently affected by the impact just now.

Skarna's sharp eyes looked at the hastily moving demon in the aisle outside and whispered, "It seems that we have reached our destination, the legendary island of Demuilan!"

"Demuilan!" Ike didn't care about the pain coming from his body, and the whole person froze in place, not to mention this notorious place, not to mention him, a street child, even a two- or three-year-old child knows!

"Skarna, is it really Demuilán?" Ike recalled, the words that were circulating in the streets, and his body was cold.

"It's Demuilán!" Scana could understand Ike's thoughts, but he couldn't hide the truth.

"Then we're going to die a miserable, miserable death, maybe not even a full body!" Ike was silent, his heart quiet for some reason.

Scana stared down at Ike, and suddenly reached out with his big hand to touch his messy hair, "Ike, believe me, God is everywhere, hope is everywhere, as long as you persevere, you will definitely reap!"

"Hah, don't deceive yourself!Skarna, this is Demuilan!The most notorious place in the world!It's a place that the devil doesn't dare to set foot in!!It's the lich's crazy laboratory!" Ike was very emotional, and after a silence, there was a great outburst.

Skarna hugged the hard-working child, and his smile was his best weapon to calm his mind, "I'm not going to let you have any problems!

"Is it true?" Ike's eyes suddenly turned red, he pretended to be indifferent, and he behaved old-fashioned, but after all, he was a child, a lonely child living on the streets to experience all the ways of life, and he could only appear helpless in the face of the impending tragedy and death threats.

Skana put away his smile and said solemnly, "I won't lie to you, let's pull the hook!"

Facing that little thumb, Ike wiped the tears from his face and choked up, "You must not lie to me, Skarna!"

The big finger and the little finger are intertwined with each other at this moment, as if they have signed some kind of vow, which also makes little Ike regret it for the rest of his life.

On the docks, the ground that emitted a strong metallic sheen shook, and the sound of clanging sour teeth wafted over. It was a group of skeleton soldiers in brown armor, their bones were silvery-white, with a lustrous luster, and two clusters of turquoise soul flames pulsed deep in their eye sockets, showing vigorous vitality.

The Skeletons, originally one of the undead, were summoned from the necromantic realm by necromancers, and were later reborn under the experiments of the lichs, possessing a certain level of intelligence, and becoming a subordinate race of the lich clan.

"Snap!" the goblin Calbi slid off the board, his tall top hat spinning in circles in the air and landing steadily on his bare head.

"Hey, Goulles, long time no see!" said Calby, taking off his top hat and bowing very gentlemanly, but to the others it seemed so nondescript.

"Calby, I have to say you're funny like this!" a skeleton that was noticeably thicker and stronger than the other skeleton warriors stepped forward, its jaws full of skeletal teeth closed in an eerie way.

"How can a fleshless creature like you understand our minds?" said Calby, shrugging indifferently.

Goules was not annoyed, and continued to ask in a hoarse voice, "Is three thousand enough?"

"Three thousand, but you know, that Skorn guy can't keep his mouth shut!" Calby said glancing at Skorn, who was directing the drive of slaves.

"What a waste! damn the Helldevil!" the soul flame in Gurles' sunken eyes pulsed rapidly, indicating the uneasy inner part of his master.

"Forget it, take them to the West City! I don't have any time to waste with you!" Gurs snorted coldly and turned to leave, his position was only to verify the number of slaves.

"As you wish!" Calby snapped his fingers, and with a wave of his little hand, three thousand slaves stumbled out of the cabin in a shout of reprimand.

They were in the dark for a long time, even though the outside world was still shrouded in dark clouds, but the sudden light still stung their eyes, making them subconsciously stretch out their hands to resist.

After a period of adaptation, they were shocked by what they saw. These slaves came from all over the world, but most of them were poor and destitute people, and they were all trembling with fear when they had never seen such a spectacle and terrible scene.

Ike and Skarna mingled in the crowd, Ike had a look of sorrow in his eyes, and he didn't know what fate was going to be. Skarna, on the other hand, behaved similarly to the slaves, but in the depths of his eyes he was very calm, and instead quietly looked around him.

At this time, the demons in the cabin also had a simple handover with the skeletons on the shore, and they did not want to stay in this crazy place, and after handing over the slaves, they were ready to leave and return to Klosesco to resume their lives.

Bang -

When the ship returns to the voyage, the slaves will also begin the most terrible moment of their lives.

"Ahh

At the forefront, a skeleton soldier grabbed a slave's hands, while another picked up a red-hot iron and branded a badge on his chest!

Ike understood what it was, it was a sign of a slave, and his legs began to soften at the thought of what he was going to face next.

"Strong, Ike!" Scarna's heart shuddered, his eyes fluctuated, as if he couldn't bear it, but finally grabbed Ike's shoulders and comforted him.

As the flow of people progressed, slaves suffered from the branding, and even the faint and cowardly were powerless in the face of the cold-blooded and ruthless skeleton soldiers, and at most they passed out after the branding.

"Catch him!" finally it was Ike's turn, and the hideous skeleton soldier in front of him made his lips squirm and look in fear.

Whew-

The hot soldering iron is red, and the heat stream can be felt even from afar. Ike subconsciously grabbed the corner of Scana's clothes, his eyes dodging.

"Don't! Don't!" was a middle-aged man of about forty years old, skinny and withered. He tried to struggle, but he was cuffed in, and the soldering iron gradually approached...

Zila!

A puff of white smoke rose up, followed by another miserable howl, but it could no longer attract the attention of others. Some things are done too much, and when you see too much, you become numb.

Ike wrinkled his nose and closed his eyes unbearably, and the smell of roasted meat wafted over, disgusting!

"Next!"

The sound was like a death sentence, and the man was casually thrown aside, and the skeleton soldier ripped Ekra out at once.

"Skarna!"

Skarna clenched his fists and crackled beans, his whole face red as blood, and his muscles exposed, but he finally let go of the breath he was holding.

Ike was nothing less than frightened, he looked at Skarna as if asking for help, Scana's lips kept squirming, and there were only two words conveyed - strong!

"Ike is not afraid!" Ike is much better than children his age, he has been baptized by the wind and frost since he was a child, and even fought a pack of wild dogs for a bite of food. But the fiery iron is enough to cause fear in the depths of people's hearts, not to mention the brand of the lich, which is a special existence that penetrates deep into the flesh and will follow people for a lifetime!

"What an ugly bastard!" I don't think the Lich Lord will like it!Hmph!" the executed skeleton soldier chattered.

Zila!

"Ahh

It's all over, Ike biting his lip, fishy blood running down his throat to moisten the already dry pipe. Cold sweat broke out on his pale cheeks, as if he had collapsed.

Skarna walked forward quickly, the imprint faster, stunned, as if the body did not belong to him. After the ceremony, he quickly picked up Ike and kept comforting him.

"Let's go!" the skeleton soldier brandished his whip and struck Skarna in the back, leaving a trail of light blood.

Scana lowered his head and didn't dare to resist, and quickly followed with Ike in his arms.

"What a cowardly human!" the Skeleton Warrior said disdainfully, staring coldly at the slaves who had made a pact with the Grim Reaper.

Following the opened aisle and crossing the dock area, you will enter a huge city gate, more than 30 meters high, and the image depicted on both sides is also the legendary Lich King!

At this time, the door opens slightly, and the world inside has its own master, which is the lich!

Demuilan Island is in the shape of a cross, and the core force is the Lich Tower in the central area! The entire Lich Tower is divided into 100 floors, each of which is free to rotate, with one or more exits, connected to the dense and countless suspended passages around it, complex and precise, connecting, disengaging, and reconnecting along some established rule!

To the west of the Lich Tower, the western city occupies a full third of the area, and is also used for the detention of slaves, or it makes more sense to call it a slave concentration camp. Compared to the Lich Tower, the brainchild of alchemy, the slave camp seems to be still in the Stone Age, where each cage is made of simple and huge stones, and the land is barren and barren.

The main attraction is to the east of the Lich Tower, where the entire island is forbidden, a paradise for the lich, and a laboratory for the lich! Every day a horse-drawn carriage travels through it, and on top of it are a horrific corpse. Life is sometimes so fragile and cheap that it is simply counted, leaving rigid numbers in the lich's books.

To the south of the Lich Tower is the Demon Barracks, home to the demon race from Klozesco and the backbone of the Demuilan Island.

To the north is the living quarters, with not only pubs and casinos, but also a variety of shopping malls and entertainment venues, ensuring that the demons do not have nothing to do in their spare time. As for the lichs, the madmen prefer to spend their days dealing with dead bodies and spirits.

This is Demuilán, the legendary 731 island, a nightmare for mankind!