Wind Abyss.

Lynn stepped on the seal of heaven and fell with a bang.

The wind abyss and the wind are under the seal of the sky, and they have broken down one after another.

Three thousand meters!

5,000 meters!

Eight thousand meters!

"It's here!"

After falling 10,000 meters, Lynn saw the body she had seen that day.

At the bottom of the abyss, it was pitch black.

Actually, this isn't really the bottom of the abyss. Below, there are even darker depths. It's just that this pitch black is so dark that when the magic sword was born, Lynn saw it as the bottom of the wind abyss.

"10,000 meters is not the limit!"

Lynn was shocked.

He practiced in the Abyss of the Hydra Emperor for thirteen years, cultivating the Three Lives Flower to achieve a clone. The mana of the body has reached the terrifying level, and the resistance to the calamity and divine wind has also been greatly enhanced.

So he turned back to the abyss.

Five thousand meters away from the wind abyss, it is no longer Lynn's limit.

He descended all the way down to seven thousand meters before he felt the danger. Lynn didn't stop, sacrificing the seal of the sky, carrying the strong wind, straight into the depth of 10,000 meters.

"Female demigod!"

Lynn stared at the corpse in front of her, and her heart moved.

The man was disheveled, his face was pale, his eyes were closed, and there was no trace of life.

On her body, there were eight long swords, nailing her to the cliff.

Lynn looked at her forehead, frowning slightly.

"No scars?"

Thirteen years ago, Lynn clearly saw the magic sword fall from the corpse's forehead and soar into the sky.

Now this person's forehead is actually intact, and there is not a trace of it.

Lynn took nine sharp steps back and pulled away.

There was no movement of the corpse.

Lynn was relieved and looked at it carefully.

"Hair in good condition!"

"Clothes in good condition!"

"No blood flowing! No signs of decay!"

The more she looked, the more frightened Lynn became.

He had seen the power of the magic sword.

The Hydra Emperor is a legendary pinnacle demonic beast, with a powerful vitality far beyond the legend of the human race. Even so, being pierced by the magic sword, the vitality and essence of the body must be fully absorbed and turned into wither.

But this man in front of him!

"Is it locked in the vitality and essence?"

Lynn pointed into a sword, and a sword light landed on the corpse's arm.

"Whew!"

A cut was made in his arm, scarlet blood flowed out, and the joy of the eight dead demon swords devoured the blood.

Lynn was stunned.

Suddenly.

The corpse looked up, its eyes opened, and its eyes stabbed at Lynn like substance.

"Not dead?!"

Lynn's eyes widened.

He clearly didn't feel any life in this person. But in this life, this person actually opened his eyes!

"Necromancy, ghosts?"

Lynn stared at the man's gray eyes, and a chill grew from the bottom of his heart.

"Who are you?" asked Lynn a few steps back.

"Servant of God - Pamela!"

The man in front of him replied.

Servant of God!

Pamela!

Lynn thought quickly, but didn't find any information about the Servant of God or about Pamela.

"Servant of the gods, servant of the gods?" asked Lynn tentatively.

"The master is supreme!"

"Heresy!"

"Destruction!"

Pamela stared at Lynn with gray eyes, revealing Senhan's murderous aura.

"Who is the master?"

"Who is a heretic?"

Lynn asked quickly.

"The master is supreme and immortal!"

"Heresy!"

"Destruction!"

"The glory of my Lord shines on the continent and the firmament!"

Pamela kept repeating.

Lynn tried to take advantage of his delirium to come up with some information, but he didn't get his wish.

"At least at the demigod level!"

"How can a demigod be willing to be a servant?"

"Is this delirious because he was enslaved, or because he was suppressed and sealed?"

Lynn's mind was full of thoughts.

He stared at Pamela and then at the eight bloodthirsty magic swords.

What happened behind Pamela's self-proclaimed servant of God, but she was suppressed.

Lynn was puzzled.

"Follow the glory of your master!"

"Heresy!"

"Destruction!"

Pamela muttered incessantly, and gradually lowered her head, returning to her first appearance.

"Hopefully there will be a reward. Lynn frowned, summoning a gust of wind that enveloped Pamela's body.

The wind flickered, and Pamela looked up.

Lynn reached out and grabbed a swarthy iron plate.

The iron plaque is dark and cold, with a blazing flame depicted on one side and a flame monster engraved on the other.

"What is this?" Lynn flipped the iron card over and over again, but found nothing out of the ordinary. But it can be carried by Pamela closely, and then it has been suppressed for a long time, but there is not even a trace of rust. If the iron card is ordinary, Lynn is the first to disbelieve it.

"Is it ......?"

A flash of inspiration flashed in Lynn's eyes, and he used his mana, pouring out of his palm and pouring into the iron plate.

The mana was immediately absorbed.

"Sure enough!"

Lynn was overjoyed.

He hurriedly infused more mana.

He cultivated to 5,000 meters in the Wind Abyss, and practiced in the Hydra Emperor Abyss for thirteen years with the help of the wind, and his mana was majestic and pure, no less than a monk who had survived the three calamities.

In terms of the amount of mana, it is far exceeded.

The iron card is like a bottomless pit, absorbing the mana that Lynn poured into.

Finally.

After Lynn poured most of his mana, the iron card suddenly became hot, the space fluctuated, and an illusory door appeared above the iron card.

The black entrance of the cave, like the mouth of a giant beast, is terrifying.

"The Spatial Gate?"

Lynn felt the breath of space on the Illusory Gate.

It's just that from the Illusory Gate, you can't feel the breath of the other end.

"One-way portal!"

Lynn's eyes were fixed on the Illusory Gate, and he thought to himself.

His mind moved, and a strong wind woke Pamela awake.

"Servant of God - Pamela!"

As if the program had started, Pamela made a mechanical sound and glared at Lynn.

Her arm was slashed by Lynn once more, her blood was consumed by the magic sword, and Pamela's face grew paler.

Lynn, unwilling to listen to Pamela proclaim the glory of her master, shook the swarthy iron card in her hand, pointed to the illusory door in the sky, and asked, "What is this?"

Pamela is still mechanical.

She saw the iron card in Lynn's hand, and opened her mouth to say, "Fire Demon Order!"

"Flame Demon Order?"

"It turns out that this iron card is called the Fire Demon Order. ”

Lynn looked at the Fire Demon Order in his hand, "The flame monster on the iron card is the Fire Demon." ”

"What's the use of the Firedemon Order?" asked Lynn again.

"The master is supreme, and the glory of the master is proclaimed!"

"Flame Demon Order!"

"Fire Demon Battlefield!"

"Heresy!

"Destruction!"

Pamela is in a frenzied mood and has murderous intent.

Her words were disorganized and meaningless. But Lynn still got some information out of it.

"The Fire Demon Order is a passage to a world. That world, Pamela calls it the Firedemon Battlefield. ”

"Pamela entered the battlefield of the Firedemons through the Firedemon Order to destroy the so-called 'heretics', that is, to fight people. ”

"So. ”

"How does the Flame Demon Battlefield exist?"

"Battlefield ......"

"Whose battlefield is it with whom?"

Lynn was puzzled.

He stared at the Illusory Gate.

As the mana in the Fire Demon Order was consumed, the Illusory Gate dispersed, and Lynn never stepped into it.

First of all, he didn't know if the Fire Demon Order would allow him to travel back and forth between the Fire Demon Battlefield and the Muen Continent.

Secondly, it is as strong as Pamela, and there are also opponents when entering the battlefield of fire demons. The threat of the Flame Demon Battlefield can be seen, and Lynn does not dare to enter rashly until he knows the details of the Flame Demon Battlefield.

He watched as the Illusory Gate dispersed.

Pamela fell silent again.