The mist obscures the human figure, and naturally it can also hide the whereabouts of the Abyss Army.

Since the end of the battle between Lord Edward and Russell, Toren the Minotaur has led a few hundred soldiers under his command to retreat hastily from the mountains at the foot of the royal city.

In order to escape human detection, Toruń and Nikolai deliberately found a dense forest to camp, which was safe and secluded, and a good place to rest.

At least that's what the gnolls and goblins who have survived countless wars think.

Originally, they were reluctant to return to the battlefield to fight with humans, anyway, now that the unstoppable Abyss Lords have come to this world, even if their weak soldiers are increasing tenfold, they are not enough for the Abyss Lord to pinch them by hand.

With this mentality, the Abyss soldiers also unguarded and began to discuss with each other how they should entertain and plunder after the victory of the war.

Normally, they don't encounter such an ordinary world, and the lords usually send them to the world full of strong people to die in order to consume the enemy's living strength.

There are basically not many low-level races that can survive the war.

Now it's finally the turn of the Abyss Lord to take action himself, isn't such an ordinary world at his fingertips?

These forgetful soldiers forgot their comrades who died in battle, and began to imagine a bright future after the war.

On the other side of the forest, Toruń, Poppy, and Nikolai stood respectfully aside, and in front of them was the mortally wounded lord Edward.

Edward, whose body was suddenly distorted, sat upright on the grass, and if he still looked like before, then he would definitely make people admire.

It's just that his current deformed and fat appearance is like a monster coming out of a horror story.

Pus from Edward's body continued to drip onto the nearby grass, emitting black smoke.

The intense discomfort in his body stimulated his nerves every moment, like countless ants gnawing at his internal organs, and like countless heavy hammers hitting his head, making him feel a little more peaceful all the time.

This torture also made his already tyrannical mood even more irritable, and he was always like killing those despicable humans so that he could return to the abyss to heal his injuries.

Edward looked at Toruń with anger and asked, "Have you done what I asked you to prepare?"

Toruń lowered his bull's head, which was missing a horn, and reported, "My lord, I have all the things ready, and I have gathered all those soldiers here, ready for you to enjoy!"

"Good!" Edward grimaced, a bloodthirsty expression, he was too weak now.

In order to ensure that he can defeat Russell, he must suck the blood of others like a low-level vampire, which is undoubtedly a shame for a high-level blood clan like him!

Edward's scarlet eyes became even more vivid, and he glanced at the three people in front of him, and finally fixed his gaze on Nikolai, who felt his gaze and couldn't help but stand in horror.

Edward looked at Nikolai playfully and said, "You are a very interesting human, you want to be loyal to the abyss, and you have offered a lot of treasures to keep me from my injuries, which is very good.

I've always been happy to reward and punish clearly, so follow me after this war!"

Nikolai was so excited that he immediately bowed to Edward on his knees to show his loyalty.

Edward smiled, agreed his allegiance, waved his hand at the three people in front of him, and said, "Let's go, don't interfere with my Yaxing here!"

Toruń and the others retreated with great interest, far away from the slaughterhouse where the terrible killing was about to take place.

Most of the Abyss soldiers were excitedly discussing what was going to happen, and only a few Minotaur warriors stood vigilantly on the sidelines, alerting them to possible enemy forces.

At this time, they relied on their keen sense of smell to smell the pungent smell of blood, which was not so disgusting even on the battlefield of the corpse mountain and sea of blood.

What the hell is this smell? Several minotaur warriors gathered together to discuss for a while, and decided that the few of them would go together to reconnoiter the location where the smell of blood was coming from.

A few people walked through the dense forest, and at a glance they saw Lord Edward, whose body was deformed, standing in front of them.

Out of the strict dignity of the abyss, even if they had doubts, these minotaur warriors knelt on the ground and saluted their lord.

"Very well, just kneel here, and I'll free you in no time!"

Edward grimaced and opened his terrifying scarlet jaws as he slowly flew towards the Minotaurs.

Several desperate screams pierced through the forest, and even the eager Abyssal soldiers heard the chilling screams.

"What's going on?"

"I don't know, by the way, what about those minotaurs who are stupidly standing in the outer guard camp?"

They looked at the dense forest around them in horror, but they didn't see the red blood mist that was gathering under their feet, and the blood was spreading towards the entire forest.

A flurry of startled birds flew by, and Carter, who hurried to the foot of the mountain, noticed a flock of birds passing in the sky.

Carter was slightly surprised and said, "It's really strange, we are going cautiously all the way, and we shouldn't alarm the birds in the forest!"