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Birmingham probably didn't expect that the inside of this magic nest that occupied Shenzhen Harbor would be such a scene, the slowly rotating whirlpool gradually shrank as the blade fell, and the waves of the sea seemed to be bound by an invisible force, unable to enter the center of the whirlpool, and a deep and dark space was formed in an instant.

The sky above them shrank little by little, and the darkness under their feet still did not touch the bottom, I don't know how long it was, so long that Birmingham and Little Ellie, who were hidden in the sword, were almost exhausted, and the sharp blade finally touched the solid ground.

The blade slammed into the ground, the frost mirror dispersed, and Birmingham and Little Ellie reappeared, followed by Flange with a spear, stepping into a place where no one had ever been.

"Is this the Devil's Nest?" Farlan opened his mouth in confusion, looking around, there was nothing but the hollow and cold darkness, if it was a Devil's Nest, it would be too shabby, but if it wasn't the Devil's Nest, then how could he explain where they were at the moment.

Fran's question was also what Birmingham was thinking about, and Birmingham, who picked up the long sword, felt the pulse of the lantern man in the sword, and seemed to get an answer from the mouth of the lord of the long river first.

But this wish was destined to fail, for Birmingham could not feel the breath of the Lord of the River in his sword at this moment, as if the lantern-bearer had never appeared, or was blocked by a great force, just as there was not a trace of sea water in this great whirlpool, and even water vapor was rare.

"Master?" Birmingham's strange appearance made little Ellie look sideways, and looked at Birmingham with a surprised face in puzzlement.

"Nothing, don't worry. Birmingham said with a smile, giving his little magician a reassuring look, and then looked at the strange and strange place.

Looking up, there was only a small white dot telling the three of them where they had entered, and the place where they stepped on it was unusually solid and dry, without feeling in the sea at all, except for a faint smell of sulfur in the air, which was no different from the ground, only the surrounding scenery was an impenetrable darkness, like the night sky surrounding the three of them, without the embellishment of stars, like an abyss.

"Hey, what should I do?" Commander Fran said boredly, for this unknown situation, the people of the Stan Empire seemed to be extremely relaxed, Xu escaped the attack of the demons, and also avoided the towering demon god, Fran, who was not threatened by life and death, and began his usual style again.

Giving up thinking and listening to other people's opinions is Fran's way of dealing with the world, and it is also a truth she has learned over the years.

"What should I do, aren't you the commander?" Little Ellie was visibly dissatisfied with Fran's sloppy attitude.

"I'm the leader, but I'm not a scholar, don't you magicians know this strange thing best?" Franc, who shrugged his shoulders, didn't care about Little Ellie's impact on him, and threw the ball back to Little Ellie.

"Go ahead. In the face of unknown places, Birmingham also decisively chose its own style, if you encounter something unclear, it is right to move forward.

"What an unreliable stupid host. Little Ellie scolded in a low voice, but her footsteps still followed closely behind Birmingham, for fear that in the blink of an eye, her stupid master would disappear.

The strange area seems to be very large, at least the three of Birmingham have been walking for a long time, and the surroundings are still dark and deep, and the white spots above their heads have not changed in the slightest, not even moving, but there is one change that is obvious, that is, the solid ground gradually brings a little moisture, and the smell of sulfur is getting heavier and heavier.

When walking for less than half an hour, the dark and empty scenery suddenly changed, and the road under his feet continued to extend, and finally stopped in front of the bluestone paved steps, like a ladder to the sky, and the white jade bluestone rose layer by layer, building a wide staircase.

The sudden appearance of the staircase in front of him reminded Birmingham of the staircase that had been seen in the pearl of the sea, Ambella, and saw the staircase to meet the gods, but now the end of the staircase was not just something, but the end of the staircase was the long-lost Lady of the Ring, the beautiful dwarven woman.

The tide of memories came suddenly, and it could no longer be stopped, thinking carefully about his own experience along the way, the naïve thoughts of the Rose Manor, thinking that as long as the request of the violet concubine was completed, there would be hope for the revitalization of his family, but this small wish, now it seems that it is out of reach, Birmingham in the situation can no longer face all the problems brought by the escape mentality, except for facing the difficulties, Birmingham at this moment has no other way to choose.

When was he such a brave and unyielding person, which did not meet his own criteria of getting by, the self-deprecating Birmingham climbed the stairs, the water vapor became more and more intense like a memory in his mind, and the smell of sulfur also pierced his nose, until the memories of wandering flowers suddenly stopped, and Birmingham's sleeve was also pulled by the little Ellie who was traveling with him.

The little magician looked at him in bewilderment, but got a stunned expression and an outstretched finger, and looked along the little Ellie's finger, and at the end of the stairs finally appeared a strange figure and a throne of thorns.

The cold and sharp blades of the sword fell upside down to form a throne of black iron, and on the throne that exuded a sense of forest, a short king slept quietly.

The black crown of thorns was worn on the top, the white hair was on the shoulders, and the body that was less than ten years old was a hideous black iron armor, and the palm wrapped in cold armor was propped up on the king's slightly tilted cheeks, which stimulated the king's delicate skin, but the king in the fake sleep was still immersed in a dream.

"Mortal, stop. The abrupt voice, the abrupt command, made Birmingham pause, and looked around, as if searching for where the voice was coming from.

"Mortal, we meet again. An inexplicable familiar greeting was also a familiar figure, and on the side of the throne, a shadow slowly emerged, and the seductive succubus once again showed a charming smile.

And along with the succubus appeared a familiar old friend, the skeleton Rathfil, the elf with demonic blood.

"What an unexpected meeting, do you say, Mr. Birmingham?" the tone of inquiry was full of calculation.

"On the contrary, I'm not very happy. ”

"Ah, Mr. Birmingham, you are the guest of honor that I have managed to find. ”

"VIP?"

"Yes, your honor, a guest who has witnessed the awakening of a king from a long sleep. The succubus's tone was delicate, but it made people shudder.

"Welcome to all of you who witnessed the presence of the Dream Weaver. The voice was instantly high, but the atmosphere was suddenly solemn, and the shocking words were also a long-planned calculation.