The inner city, for countless trialists, is a place that is extremely desirable but extremely fearful.

Half a year after coming to the Doomsday Arena, from the mouths of others, Roland and Siegfried have basically learned a lot of information about the Inner Domain.

In the outer city, there are actually many trialists whose points have already exceeded 1,000, in other words, they have met the requirements for entering the inner region, but only a very small number of trialists dare to enter the inner city.

The reason for this contradictory emotion stems from the fact that the inner city is full of strong men and geniuses from various higher planes, and the collision between the strong has an extremely significant stimulating effect on the growth of their own strength, and the battle points obtained are much higher than those in the outer city.

And this is also the point that makes people fearful, compared to the outer realm, the trials in the inner realm are more difficult and cruel.

Moreover, the location of the inner region and the outer city belong to two different planes.

The inner city of the Doomsday Arena is located in a place called the Void Frontier, which is a completely unfamiliar plane.

For the powerhouses of the Order Plane, the Void Desperate Realm is the real battlefield, and the battle is even very likely to cost them their lives.

Because of this, many trialists did not dare to set foot at all.

"The Void Realm is dangerous. ”

Roland looked at him, his expression became a little solemn, "I haven't been to a desperate situation, but more than one person has reminded me that in that place, even the fall of the Sanctuary is commonplace, and according to my plan, it is safest for the three of us to go in a team." ”

"That woman said half a year ago that if you don't want to make progress, you will only be complacent, just like these wastes in the outer city, after entering the holy area, there will be no growth. ”

Siegfried shook his head, put on a serious face, and said in a cold and clear tone: "I must become stronger, and in the shortest possible time, no matter how many dangers are about to be faced. ”

Looking at the young man in front of him, Roland was silent for a while.

He could feel that under Siegfried's seemingly cynical appearance, a flame burned all the time, just like Constantine back then.

"Then, I wish you good luck. Roland said.

"Don't worry, I've been to the abyss. The corners of Siegfried's mouth curled slightly. "When I was a child, my teacher said that even if it is the darkest abyss, as long as you dare to go down, you will have a long future. ”

The Dragonvein Man stood up, shouldered the greatsword beside him, and his gaze fell into the distance, like a young dragon watching the rising sun.

Then, without looking back, he strode forward.

Watching Siegfried disappear around the corner, Roland smiled dumbly, thinking that although this person was lustful and debauched, he was not useless.

In a way, the cynical Siegfried and the calm and restrained Constantine are the same kind of people.

Thinking of Constantine, a strange fluctuation suddenly arose in the depths of Roland's spiritual world.

The soul contract that had been sealed in dust was emitting a pale blue light, shaking the paladin's spiritual sea.

......

This is a space deep in the dimensional universe.

A fractured continental plate floats in this special space that has been carved out, and an unimaginably huge energy wall envelops this pitch-black continent that is half the size of the Icadia continent.

Standing on this continent and looking up, there is a deep black nothingness overhead, with no light, no wind, no sun, moon and stars.

This is a place forgotten by the gods, the edge of the dimensional universe.

The dark earth is dotted with countless peaks, like countless swords stuck in the earth, and each peak has a natural lair, in which an ancient dragon sleeps.

The awakening of any of them can trigger a dimensional catastrophe.

There were also a few dragons who had already woken up, but none of them dared to make a sound at the moment, as if they were afraid.

And on the highest peak of this continent, there is a majestic and majestic palace, which seems to have existed for hundreds of millions of years, as long as time.

The name of this palace is called the Heavenly Curtain Dragon Temple.

The shape of the palace is very peculiar, the base of the palace is four huge strange giant pillars, intertwined with each other, spiraling and rising, until it comes to tens of thousands of meters before stopping, extending in four directions, leading to four huge floating islands floating outside the palace.

In the center of each floating island, an altar with a radius of kilometers is placed, shrouded in a curtain of light of different colors.

But the light of one of the altars had been extinguished, and it was as cold as a dead ruin.

The light on the other three altars was still strong.

On one of the altars, a purple flame burned, and the purple demonic flame did not need any fuel, and burned forever, giving out a terrifying aura of destruction.

The surging spiritual fluctuations poured out of it, containing endless rage, endless majesty, and endless resentment, like the roar of an angry wind god.

The spiritual fluctuations emitted by its soul alone had already overwhelmed all the other dragons in the entire Fractured Continent combined, which showed what a terrifying creature it was during its lifetime.

The dragons in the countless peaks trembled under its mental fluctuations, and they could all understand the meaning conveyed by the soul roar of that being,

Even though the owner of the voice was not aimed at the dragons, the dragons were still afraid.

"Destroy you!" the furious voice roared.

On the other altar, covered with a thick layer of yellow sand, was wriggling extremely slowly, and every once in a long time a huge sand dune would bulge.

The sand dunes trembled incessantly, and countless crystalline pale yellow gravel shook off the surface, as if an invisible knife was carved on it, and as the sand continued to fall, the sand pillar gradually transformed into the outline of a tall giant, like a lifelike sculpture.

But every time, when the sculpture was about to take shape, the sand dunes would no longer be able to support it, and they would collapse again into scattered sand.

A sigh came from under the sand.

He has repeated similar attempts for thousands of years, though each time it is doomed to fail.

His persistence drew merciless ridicule from his companions.

"Don't try to get back to your body, Kronos. ”

Violent spiritual fluctuations poured out of the Purple Flame Altar, "Even if you have the power of time in your hands, you are doomed to be powerless when your soul is sealed, and you are now just a lump of sand that is not even as good as a demigod." ”

However, hearing its taunts, under the Yellow Sand Altar, the spiritual fluctuations coming from Kronos still seemed extremely calm, deep as the sea.

"At least I still have the strength to try, but what about you? Fenrir, the wolf of destruction, who successfully devoured Odin's body in the battle of Ragnarok, is not now in such a fateful situation, and your soul is even mutilated, how much better are you than I am in such a miserable situation?"

"Shut up!" Fenrir's roar shook the floating island.

"If it weren't for that guy in the hall and Odin both defeated, where do you think you got the ability to defeat the master of [Kungunir]?"

Kronos replied unceremoniously, and even used the power of time to replay the battle images of eons ago in Fenrir's mental world, which made Fenrir even more annoyed and mad.

The remaining altar, which glowed with a dark green glow, was incredibly calm.

But no one knows what kind of terrible undercurrent lurks under this calm.

After a long silence, the kilometer-high gate of the pitch-black hall suddenly opened.

The fluctuations of power that poured out of the light curtains of the three altars suddenly subsided, and at the same time fell silent.

"His Majesty the God-Emperor is awake?" asked Fenrir cautiously.

"I don't know. Kronos's soul fluctuations looked a little tired. "The human came out in the hope that he would bring us some good news. ”

Suddenly a small red dot appeared in the sky above the huge palace, getting closer and closer.

It turned out to be a red dragon, covered in flame-like scales, and its wings flickered, rippling with countless misty streams of fire.

After opening the door, a mage in a robe walked out, dressed in black like a deep nightmare, his head covered by a hood, and his whole body exuded a mysterious aura.

Each step he took seemed slow, but it was as precise as a needle, and in the blink of an eye, his figure was thousands of meters away.

He stood on a high platform outside the palace gate, overlooking the entire continent, not knowing what he was thinking.

The tall red dragon flapped its wings and landed on the staircase outside the palace, made of unknown materials, each long enough to accommodate several adult dragons.

Facing the black-robed mage who was far shorter than him above, the powerful red dragon bowed his head humbly.

"Your Holiness. The red dragon said in dragon language, his tone was extremely respectful, "According to the feedback from the Dragon Soul Altar, the Knox patriarch has fallen, and the patriarch of the gray dragon clan, Greel, is currently unknown in his life. ”