In the depths of the dark soul abyss, endless cries and groans from the unjust souls echoed.

On the desolate land, countless undead are constantly sending all kinds of creatures to the soul abyss to satisfy the hunger and thirst of black lifeforms for soul and blood.

As the god of death's madness intensified, the number of creatures he captured became more and more, and the black lifeforms fell into a long sleep after frantically absorbing them.

The slumber of the black lifeform caused the number of souls in the soul abyss to overflow, and the huge soul abyss was in a state of oversaturation.

In desperation, the god of death could only temporarily stop killing and establish a place called the Seven Degrees of Hell near the soul abyss.

Perhaps it is because the predecessor of the God of Death was the Doomsday Messenger, and the soul of the Doomsday Messenger was permanently sealed on the cursed seven dark realms, so he was named after it.

The establishment of the Seven Degrees of Hell has alleviated the completely saturated soul abyss, and it has become an area for temporary imprison souls, waiting for the revival of black lifeforms.

Shortly after the black lifeform fell asleep, the god of death's power also showed signs of exhaustion, and he had to fall into a deep sleep as well, which was used to slow down the flow of power in his body.

He appointed a powerful Demon Lord as his agent during his slumber, to rule over the entire Seven Hells and maintain the Soul Abyss.

However, not long after the Demon Lord took office, an undead spirit began to challenge his authority.

Completely ignoring the laws of the Seven Hells established by the Demon Lord, the undead went directly to the Seven Hells and began to absorb the imprisoned souls in them.

His actions naturally couldn't avoid the eyes of the demon lord.

The Demon Lord roared at the undead, "Don't think that your soul has chosen to surrender directly to the God of Death, so I don't dare to do anything to you? ”

However, in the eyes of the undead, the Demon Lord gained nothing but contempt and disregard.

The authority of the demon lord was challenged like never before, and in a fit of rage, he unleashed an army of the undead in an attempt to wipe out this fool who had no one in his sights.

It's just that when the undead troops he sent were killed by him one by one, the demon lord realized the seriousness of the problem.

Since the soul of the undead is directly controlled by the god of death, it means that the undead, like the demon lord, also possess the power bestowed by the god of death, and the blessing of this power makes them have a power far greater than that of ordinary undead.

As a last resort, the Demon Lord can only do it himself.

He manipulated the majestic dark power in his body, turned into thousands of unjust ghosts, dragged the undead to death, and then raised his hand, a huge dark blade, tore through the sky, broke the clouds, and cut off the undead.

The undead roared, and an endless aura of darkness poured out of its body like waves.

The already hard layer of black-scaled armor on his body was suddenly filled with a layer of dark mist that was close to materialization, and the pair of demonic horns above his head were several times longer, and even the pair of barbed wings on his back were completely stretched out at this moment, completely turning into a demon.

It is the Magis who was directly robbed of his soul by the god of death in the Star Hidden Temple.

At the moment when his soul was completely enslaved by the god of death, Magis was already completely dead, and the terrifying blade was his new title, which was given by the god of death.

Tainted by the dark power of the god of death, Magis's original body and even his entire soul have been completely demonized, and even the skills he had comprehended before have been completely assimilated by the dark power at this moment.

The demon's giant wings easily tore through the shackles of the ghost's hand, and the black war knife that was enough to shake the heavens and the earth was also shattered by Magis, who had turned into a demon, with a punch.

The Demon Lord's massive body fell from the sky, and then smashed down like a mountain, shaking the entire earth.

Seeing that everything he had created was about to be ruthlessly crushed by the Terror Blade, the Demon Lord finally activated the forbidden spell that the God of Death had left for him before he slumbered.

He opened a space called the "Hell of Desolation" and sealed the Terror Blade inside.

The Hell of Desolation, created by the hand of the god of death, is used by the god of death to torment the spirits of the undead, who are subject to their slavery but refuse to obey his commands.

All the undead who are sealed in the prison of desolation will look directly at the distorted reflection of their souls until they are tortured to death by the reflection of their souls, and become the spirits of this prison of desolation forever.

However, Terrorblade has become an exception.

Instead of being tormented by the distorted reflection of his soul, he gained great power from it, and in the end, he completely tore open the spatial seal of the Desolate Prison and reappeared in front of the Demon Lord.

Looking at the terrifying blade that had managed to escape from the Prison of Desolation, the Demon Lord was completely panicked.

He prayed for mercy from the Terrorblade, but was refused, "I want you to feel the fear that comes from the Prison of Desolation. ”

The next moment, beside the demon lord's body, an afterimage illusion that was exactly the same as the demon lord appeared, like a lingering ghost, no matter how the demon lord attacked, he couldn't get rid of the other party's entanglement at all.

The Demon Lord began to roar wildly, and the heart-rending roar echoed over the dim soul abyss for several days before slowly passing away.

Reflection is the ability of the Terrorblade to be sealed in the prison of desolation, he can make all living beings see the dark side of himself, so as to summon a twisted soul reflection, torment opponents, and never die.

In the end, the Terrorblade trampled on the corpse of the Demon Lord and became the new master of this desolate prison.

On the other side, Magina came to a relatively secluded alley in Haikou City according to the location provided by Sreka.

This alley, mixed with mermaids and black miasma, the people living at the bottom of Haikou City are basically all concentrated here, which is the "three regardless" zone of Haikou City.

According to Srika, whatever you want here, as long as you give it a price, they can do everything they can to get it for you, or steal it.

Passing through the bustling crowd, Magina stopped in front of a dilapidated house.

Looking at the dilapidated wooden house in front of her, Magina's eyelids twitched, and she thought to herself, "This kind of place can hear from Abzidian?"

Doubting herself, Magina eventually walked in.

There was not a single light to be seen in the filthy and dimly lit low room, and the little light that had managed to squeeze in at the door only allowed Magina to see what was under her feet.

He coughed lightly and yelled into the darkness ahead, "Anyone?"

No one answered.

Magina called out again, "Anyone?"

Still no one responded.

Magina shook her head with a wry smile, laughing at herself in her heart, how could there be people living in this kind of house?

Just as he turned around, a voice suddenly sounded from the depths of the dark house, "Looking for me?"

Magina was startled, and hurriedly looked back, only to see a thin depressed man, carrying an oil lamp, walking slowly outside.

The man's clothes were ragged, like a beggar on the street, and the dark circles under his eyes like panda eyes made his whole person look extremely sluggish.

Majina couldn't help but be taken aback by the man's appearance, and was stunned for a moment before she said, "Well, it was Sricka who introduced me here and wanted to ask you about something." ”

"Oh, it's Sreka, let's come in and talk!" The emaciated man walked into the house with an oil lamp.

Perhaps because of the long period of lack of ventilation, the house was extremely damp, and a strange smell filled the air, causing Magina to frown.

The two of them came to a stop in front of an ancient display shelf in the house, and the man asked directly, "Say, what do you want to ask me?"

Majina was also unambiguous, and said directly: "I want to inquire with you about the whereabouts of Abzidian." ”

The emaciated man was not surprised, but let out a soft "oh", and then said to Magina, "Did the old guy tell you that my charges here are very expensive." ”

"I said it. ”

After receiving the answer, the emaciated man rummaged through his display shelf, and kept nagging as he looked for it.

"It's funny that there are still people who want to know the whereabouts of Abzidian these days. ”

"Hey, where did I put that thing? I remember it was here!"

"Hey, that thing has been here for more than ten years, and I don't know if it's gone?"

After a few more crackling searches, the emaciated man exclaimed, "Found it." It startled Magina on the side.

He held a crumpled roll of brown paper in his hand, and then said to Magina, "Ten thousand gold coins." ”

"Ten thousand gold coins!" exclaimed Magina.

Before coming here, Majina was ready to be slaughtered by the other party, and he deliberately went to the largest trading center in Haikou City, and took all the scrolls that were left in the package, just enough for 10,000 gold coins.

However, no matter how big Magina's brain is, he will never estimate that the price of a piece of information is so high, and it is still an old information that has been stored for more than ten years.

Seeing Majina's reaction, the emaciated man was suddenly unhappy, his face stiffened, and he said to Majina angrily: "Don't tell you, you didn't bring enough gold coins." ”

Magina looked at the unkindness on the other party's face, hesitated for a long time, and could only hand a golden scroll to the other party's hand.

The emaciated man took the golden scroll and looked at it, a smile on his face.

In the large metropolises of mankind, there is an institution similar to a bank, an exchange.

You can buy items here, you can also sell items, and even auction your own items, sometimes, if the amount of gold coins traded is too large to carry, the exchange will also issue a thing called "gold coupon", the role of this gold coupon, just like the acceptance of the bank, the owner can go to any city exchange anytime, anywhere, to exchange the number of gold coins recorded in the gold coupon.

And every gold coupon has a special memory verification, and it can't be faked at all.

The emaciated man put away the gold coupon, and then gave the crumpled brown paper in his hand to Magina, and did not forget to say: "Once any item in our store is sold, it will not be refunded." ”

Magina looked at the extremely lewd expression of the emaciated man, and her angry face twitched slightly.

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