Chapter Twenty-Seven: A Fierce Battle in the Stomach Pouch

Seeing that Tang Ruiyi's face was becoming more and more gloomy, and there was already a tendency to make a move, Weber gradually stopped laughing, it laughed stupidly, and then said in an extremely fanatical tone:

"My master is the commander of the Abyssal Vanguard, the great god of the abyss, the master of the endless undead, the founder of the evil race of Cthulhuβ€”β€”β€”β€” the black demon god! ”

The long list of titles made him roll his eyes vigorously, playing games for so many years, today is an eye-opener, just an abyss cannon fodder, can be blown by the gods, replaced by the more powerful shadow lord "Ambra" will not scare you to death.

It was easy for him to stop the urge to laugh wildly, and said coldly: "Since your master is so powerful, why is he sealed under this ancestral hall? After all, it's just a stronger monster!"

Hearing his slander, Weber laughed twice, and he was not angry: "You don't understand how fierce the battle was back then, the defeat of the master was only temporary, but the destruction of the mortal world was indeed doomed." ”

Tang Ruiyi was curious: "Oh, what was the battle going on back then?"

Webber glanced at the Chaos Angel behind him with jealousy: "I can tell you what happened back then, but you have to promise me to let me go." ”

"Boom!"

Three swarthy orbs slammed into Webb, it screamed and hurriedly fled backwards, but the magic skills all had a certain locking effect, and with his Force fine-tuning, it couldn't run away!

The three magic balls smashed its chest and sunken down, and the corrosion effect took effect, Webb screamed in pain, and fell to the ground with a grin and cried, wailing all over the field for a while.

He continued to work hard, his eyes showed a fierce light, and he drew his sword and attached it to the Force, and the dark blue Force was like a substance, forming a phantom of a five-clawed serpent.

It collapsed on the spot: "Stop, stop, Ant, no, great human, I don't talk about conditions, don't hit me!"

"Hey, this is good, I said it earlier, I hate fighting and killing the most. Tang Ruiyi put away his weapon, showed the standard smile of the waiter in the fast food restaurant, helped Weber up with a smile, and patted the dust on his body.

Webb stood in place and looked at it, he wanted to cry without tears, this guy said that he would change his face, and he didn't play cards according to the routine at all!

He sighed, spit out a few pieces of broken flesh that had been beaten, and said helplessly, "Forget it, I'll tell you."

It turned out that the black demon god who was sealed here had an extremely prominent background.

He is a "demon god clan" from an abyss worse than hell.

As the name suggests, the Demon God Race has the blood of the gods, compared to the mortal race that needs to be exercised, studied, meditated, and sharpened to become a strong party, the God Race can be said to be the darling of the heavens, they are born with extremely terrifying combat power, whether it is magic or martial arts, they are the only ones in the world.

And the most ruthless character at the top of the Demon God Clan is already comparable to the real gods. Their level of science and technology is also strong over other races in the other world, different from Tang Ruiyi's ignorance and backwardness, obviously implementing the imperial hereditary system, but they have a level of science and technology that is nearly two to three centuries ahead of the earth, according to Weber, the real abyss army is equipped with guns that can shoot energy beams, flying machines that exceed the speed of light, and war machines that are extremely sophisticated,

The strong sci-fi style makes Tang Ruiyi not know how to complain, it can be seen from Weber's fierce strength that this dark demon god must only be strong and not weak, and in the abyss, he is a powerful character under one person and above ten thousand people.

Webber proudly told him that as a demon god, the Dark-descended Demon God not only has extraordinary strength, speed, and endurance, but also immortality and invulnerability, and his control of dark magic has reached the point of perfection and peak, and he can be called a dark master.

Savaka, who also used dark magic, was nothing in front of him, no, not even qualified to make comparisons.

After saying so much in one breath, Webber's mouth was also a little dry, and he waved his hooves (still in the form of a piglet), and only heard a gurgling sound, and a cloud of green viscous liquid came out of the stomach pouch, and he opened his mouth and swallowed it, and the intoxicated appearance was like eating some delicious food.

"High-protein nutrient solution, do you want some?" it squinted at Tang Ruiyi, causing the latter to retch, which was really disgusting.

It shook its head, and with a "it's a pity" expression, it continued to scoop out a spoonful and savor it.

Unexpectedly, hearing the term "high protein nutrient solution", Lilian, the angel of chaos, who had been listening silently, suddenly came over and stretched out her hand, and said expressionlessly, "Give me a little." ”

When Tang Ruiyi asked her what she was going to do, she replied lightly:

"Recovery, fast. ”

Dizzy, sister, when did you get infected with Shenfeng's bad disease, he can already imagine the scene where two stuffy gourds can't speak a few words for a year.

Webber grinned and scooped a lump of green Xiang (really identical) and put it in Lillian's hand, who swallowed it with a blank face, the green line running down the corner of her mouth, and she wiped it very calmly, and her heart seemed to fluctuate.

But Tang Ruiyi, who was standing on the side, could clearly see that her little hands were shaking non-stop, and her pupils were also getting bigger and smaller, hey, it seems that angels are not really emotionless, you see, angels are also nauseous and want to vomit, aren't they?

"By the way, what do you mean by Dark Grandmaster?" he asked, hurrying to clear the distractions from his mind.

Webber looked at him in surprise: "Don't you know? ”

Tang Ruiyi shook his head, he had not been in contact with any otherworldly natives, so this knowledge was very lacking, Lan Ou may know some, but unfortunately he died too early, when he thought of Lan Ou, he thought of Tomille, and when he thought of Tomele, he was angry, and he actually disappeared with him at the most critical moment.

After asking repeatedly, I learned that the three major races of elves, humans, and dwarves in the mortal world have a set of standard strength division methods, which are roughly divided into six levels: bronze, black iron, silver, gold, master, and grandmaster.

Bronze is the level of a trained militia, black iron is almost comparable to the strength of infantry, that is, the level of ordinary elite monsters, but when it comes to silver, it is a transcendent power, with all kinds of terrifying strange powers, or invincible, or flying away, Either it is to move mountains and reclaim the sea, and the gold level is completely an enhanced version of silver, given the strength of the leader and the commander, and the master and the grandmaster are completely legendary creatures, even those mythical creatures who open their mouths and close their mouths and take a bite of a mortal will not be disrespectful when they encounter the existence of the master level, and at that time it can really be said to be a city and a powerful country.

But even such a powerful existence doesn't know how much it fell in the earth-shattering war that year......

At that time, in every corner of the mortal world, the Demon God of the Dark Descent was the most terrifying nightmare, and as a god who descended into the human world, he was almost an invincible existence.

The strength of the Demon God also comes from his special ability, the Dark Descendant, the Dark Descendant, his ability is to continuously transform the creatures that die in his hands into an army of "Dark Servants". The "Dark Servant" is a fearless and tireless fighting machine, not only hideous and chilling, but also capable of reproducing itself.

If it's just one-on-one, their strength is almost only at the level of black iron, or even inferior, and some of the hardly trained soldiers can handle it together, but the terrible thing about the "dark servant" is the number.

Because there is no need to eat, and the goods are cheap and beautiful, the "soldiers" are endless, and they can be astronomical!

Weber seemed to have not been in contact with anyone for too long, and after a pause, he couldn't help but speak: "But in the end, the invincibility of the master still caused public anger, and soon countless races gathered into an expeditionary force to try to crusade against the master!"

Tang Ruiyi suddenly asked, "Didn't the goblin clan say that the Dark Demon God was sealed by them?"

Webber said proudly: "You don't know, the three great masters of the goblin clan have always been the main force of resistance, at that time, humans and dwarves were just a group of barbarians who drank blood, and even the elves were just beginning to emerge. ”

Tang Ruiyi was speechless for a while, although he didn't know the specific time of the battle, but at least it was tens of thousands of years ago, it was hard to imagine how chaotic the other world was at that time, and now the goblin clan that was almost wiped out actually had such a strong strength back then, hey, I don't know how many races have perished to create such a peaceful and prosperous world.