After tossing and turning for half the night, Scott finally fell into a deep sleep, and as he slept, an inky black shadow rose from the candlelight shadow in the corner of the wall, slowly floated in front of Scott, and stopped for a long time. Pen & Fun & Pavilion www.biquge.info

After a long time, a wave like a sigh sounded from this black shadow, and suddenly a black shadow like a whip parted from it, and it touched Scott's forehead like lightning, and then retracted.

Immediately, the sleeping Scott frowned on his face, as if he was having a nightmare.

。。。。。。

Yes, Scott is having a nightmare.

He had been sleeping peacefully, but suddenly, he landed on a chaotic, dense and empty battlefield.

The density is due to the fact that there are too many corpses and flesh piled up on this battlefield, as well as countless warriors of different races who are fighting.

Demons, humans, halflings, barbarians, orcs, among whom Scott even saw the Heroic Warriors belonging to the fortress.

However, compared to the Fortress Heroic Warriors at this moment, these Heroic Warriors are much stronger, they are all covered in sophisticated-grade armor, and the weapons in their hands even have a trace of epic weapons.

They waved, they roared, they killed, and in this land where there was no edge in sight, only the red sun hanging overhead, fought to the death on the battlefield of the red desert beneath their feet.

His vision can only reach the feet of the surrounding warriors, and his will cannot control his body, so he can only move quickly between darkness and light with the movement of his body.

This feeling was a profound experience for Scott, who had an experience in his life at the invocation of the soul of Carl Torres.

But this time, the state is much stronger than the ordinary feelings of Carl Torres, on this battlefield, there is no warrior whose aura is lower than the heroic level, and there are countless force fields that explode on this battlefield all the time, and then die immediately.

Finally, Scott's eyes were empty, and he was in the middle of a huge circle with a radius of several kilometers, where there were no huge numbers of warriors fighting each other, only a fierce battle in which they collided.

On both sides of the battle, one side has a huge body like a mountain, with six limbs and a pair of broken wings, he has the lower body of an earth-walking dragon and four pillar-like hind legs, and a strange double-bladed soldier is controlled by an extremely strong upper limb, each blow stirs up spatial ripples and monstrous evil energy, and with the blasphemous language that continues to gush out of the bloody mouth, the power is monstrous.

On the other side of the battle was a dwarven warrior with long beard, whip hair, heavy armor, and a war hammer and shield, silent, but familiar to Scott.

Compared with his opponent, the dwarven warrior's body is too small, not even one percent of the opponent's, but I don't know why, in Scott's feeling, the dwarven warrior's figure is extremely tall, and it has a faint tendency to surpass the opponent.

The vastness and insignificance of the position are blurred in this battle, and this huge contradiction and difference between what the eye sees and feels makes Scott feel the urge to vomit blood, even in his dreams.

Of course, Scott didn't know that this was actually the aura of a powerhouse above the extreme heart in the second stage of the third stage of the Legendary Rank.

There is an essential difference between aura and force field, force field is the comprehension of one's own characteristics at the hero level, and it is the prototype of the field, while aura is a vague concept, which includes the characteristics, ability, will, spirit, and even personality of the fighter or spellcaster.

Perhaps under the Legendary Rank, including the first stage of the Legendary Stage, the physical body has an extremely important role, just like an ant can only be crushed to death by a human finger, and the difference between races is extremely obvious.

But once promoted to the second stage of the Legendary Rank, the difference between the extreme heart and the physical body immediately disappears, stronger than not strong, and will no longer follow the size of the bodies of both sides of the battle.

Powerful, will not be subverted because of the size of the two sides, this is the truth of the plane.

And at this moment, facing the opponent's body that is more than the size of a dragon, in the eyes of the dwarven warriors, there is no difference from ordinary enemies.

Every slash of the giant blade filled with evil power was blocked by the shield in the dwarf's hand, and every roaring blasphemy was shattered by the dwarven's silent warhammer.

His speed wasn't fast, but every block, every swing, made his body a little taller than Scott's senses.

Time is passing, the fighting on the battlefield is gradually decreasing, it is obvious that the human side has a greater advantage, with the assistance of the Heroic Warriors, countless demons have been slain, and countless warriors slowly gather on the periphery of the circular battlefield, paying attention to the final battle that will determine the outcome of the battlefield.

"Malones, you've failed. ”

"The main material plane is not for you demons to touch. ”

"Stand down, if you are killed by me, as the Lord of the Abyss, I'm afraid you won't have a chance to rise in the Abyss again. ”

Even in the heat of battle, the dwarven warrior still had the leisure to observe the situation on the battlefield, and seeing that the other battles on the battlefield were over, the dwarven warrior slowly spoke after blocking the opponent's double-edged greatsword again.

"There are only Abyss Lords who died in battle, and there are no Abyss Lords who escaped in battle. ”

"Roar~!"

Without heeding the persuasion of the dwarven warriors, the abyss lord named Maloneos let out a crazy roar, and the incomparable strength and evil energy, as well as the originally hundreds of meters of burning evil energy fields around his body, were suddenly condensed under the crazy blow of the huge weapon, and slashed at the old dwarf's head!

The air along the way disappeared under the burning of evil energy, revealing a sparkling starlight rift in the astral realm, and this terrifying realm actually burned the space along with the air.

But all this has no effect on the dwarven warrior, just simply holding the shield on the top, and this terrifying attack that can cut through the space disappears on the shield of the dwarven warrior.

Then there are the angry words and hammers of the dwarven warriors!

"If you are obsessed, then go to death. ”

With just a slight leap, the dwarven warrior came to the chest of the abyss lord in an instant, and in Scott's eyes, the dwarven warrior was not even the size of an abyss lord's fangs.

But when he swung his hammer, the armor on the Abyss Lord's chest suddenly exploded, like a crater formed by the impact of a huge meteorite, which not only stripped Monnos of protection, but also caused countless dark green burning blood to gush from the mouth of this huge and tenacious creature.

But the dwarven warrior's offensive did not stop, and he raised his hammer again in front of the Abyss Lord, swinging it!

The phantom of the great warhammer appeared, this time striking the abyss lord's skull hard, the fangs shattered, the horns shattered, and even the eyeballs burst in the attack, but Maloneos suddenly burst into laughter, because out of the corner of his eye, out of the corner of his eye, covered in scales, snaked and swaying, he saw a slender tentacle covered in scales.

"Hahahaha, you're finally fooled!"