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Femis lifted her foot and removed the Iron Boots from the Fire Demon's head, the sharp metal heels sticking to the disgusting yellow and white slime. But she was used to it, so she casually swung in the lava next to her, cleaned it and continued to walk on.

"Great master, are you really going to the Fire Fortress?" wasn't the little black dwarf who spoke beside him the great Okilia.

With a heart-palpitating smile on her face as always, Fymis placed her right hand lightly on Ochria's head, her slender blood-red nails bent into hooks, pressing five different shades of depression into his dark face, as if she were about to pierce it in the next moment.

"Well, of course! You must know that there are many legendary demons in the Fire Fortress, and there are more of them on this level. Look at the demons I've slain along the way, Master? Epic, that kind of scum Miss Ben can't even muster her appetite. ”

Okilia didn't dare to ask any more questions at the thought of the hapless Fire Demon Servant before, he knew very well how terrifying it was to look like a beautiful newborn Great Demon (a legendary demon can be called a great demon, just like the devil of hell, once he crosses the legendary status, he will immediately rise to a higher level). The Fire Demon Clan is not easy to mess with, and those who can not take this group of high-level demons in their eyes are either idiots or perverts. Although the demon is chaotic, it is born with the gene of seeking advantages and avoiding disadvantages, and when it encounters people with similar strength, it will fight each other and devour each other to promote the class, if it has crossed the legend but encounters a demon with lower strength than itself, then in addition to satisfying the pleasure of abuse and control, it can not bring any practical benefits, because at this time the nature of the power of the two sides is completely different.

Philimis is also very satisfied with this newly acquired slave, don't look at the treacherous demon is a weak and greedy race, as one of the merchant races in the abyss world, even the lowest-level hawkers, but at least they know their own abyss very well, as a temporary guide is very suitable.

The closer you get to the Bloodflame Plains, where the Burning Fortress is located, the more Fire Demon attendants and Fire Demon guards there are, and in order not to leak the news, Phimes cleanly killed them all. Ochilia stole a glance at the cheap master, her scarlet tongue licking her bloody fingers, her blue and red eyes staring at the towering city fortress in the col not far away, not knowing what she was thinking.

"Ochria, do you say you are Miss Ben's most obedient slave?"

Philis asked, squinting at him.

"Yes, my master, the lowly Ochria will always be your most obedient slave!"

Okilia replied doggedly.

"Then you go to the Fire Fortress and leave this thing at the gate. ”

Femis pulled out a transparent red crystal and shoved it into Ochria's swarthy hand.

When Ochria saw the things in his hand clearly, he almost threw them out on the spot and wailed, "Purgatory is above! This is the blood crystal! I don't want to die!"

Seeing its ridiculous expression of not losing or not losing, Phimes narrowed her eyes and bent down, allowing the two horribly plump orbs on her chest to be gravitationally pulled into an olive shape, but Auchillia was not in the mood to appreciate this beautiful landscape full of temptation, and the expression of the great master told him that two more howls would be more tragic than the death of the fire demon.

"Run to the door, throw it out, and run back, understand?" commanded Philimis word for word.

"I, I, I, I understand!"

Achilla stammered in reply, unable to withstand the pressure of a legendary archdemon and flew towards the Burning Fortress.

Most of the creatures in the abyss are crazy and disordered, but if the creatures that can maintain the basic logic here are often extremely noble demon races, the Fire Demon is one of them, although they are fire demons like the Fire Demon, they have a unique feature - Shadow Flame. Shadow Flame is a natural skill of the Flame Clan, and whether this talent is strong or not determines whether the Fire Demon can enter the legendary level, obtain a knighthood, and lead a party. The legendary Flame Demon is known as Smolder, and any magic or physical damage he casts has the passive of Shadow Flame, and the damage dealt is not reduced by the damage immunity effect, which is an extremely perverted spell penetration talent.

Oviparous Fire Demons or Fire Elves born from the Eternal Flame both belong to the Fire Demon family, the difference is only that the oviparous Fire Demon is more noble and is a nobleman of the Fire Demon family, while the naturally born Fire Elves exist as commoners.

The owner of this Burning Fortress in front of him is a high-level legendary archdemon who has lived for tens of thousands of years, the Demon Marquis Barsai! Its name not only resounded throughout the Burning Fire Domain, but even the skill book of the main plane warlock has a high-level spell named after this marquis-Basai's scorching hand.

Why is it so famous, it's not because its strength is so strong that it is boundless, after all, it is only one of the vast number of high-level legendary demons, and demigod-level guys may not be able to pass on their names to the main plane, unless it is those perverted demon gods that have survived since ancient times. But it is one thing different, as an oviparous high-level demon, half of its talent comes from the Burning Fire Clan and the other half comes from the strange Void Race, the Ethereal Spirits, the legendary Bandage People, who are great merchants who cross countless realms and are famous for collecting strange things from various planes.

As a descendant of the ethereal thief Faram, the Duke of Basel inherited another line's talent is the astral crossing, this guy often pretends to be a warlock of various races to the main plane to wreak havoc, hundreds of years ago, the Black Hell God Cult was made by this guy, and at first it didn't show this guy's ability, until the entire Duchy of Montenegro was involved in chaos before it attracted the attention of various forces, and it is said that even the Pope was alarmed in the end.

Barcel awoke from his slumber, and an armored squire in the glorious lava hall rushed in from outside, prostrate on the ground and shouted, "Great Lord of Smears, the gates of the castle have been blown up!"

"I feel it, who is it!? dare to make trouble here!"

Barsai is half elemental, and its roar is like a high-frequency mechanical chorus, harsh. It stood up to eight meters tall, its majestic body formed by the interweaving of astral essence and shadow flames, and in its hands it held a huge kryptonite chain hammer, and the dense spikes on the hammer head glowed blue.

"Said to be a lowly and treacherous demon. ”

The attendant felt the anger of his master and prostrated even lower.

"Why don't you bring that hateful reptile back, I'm going to run it over myself!"

"Lord Todd went after him with a team of Burning Slayers, but he hasn't returned......"

"Huh!

Barsai's elemental features were all twisted together, which was obviously a sign of extreme displeasure, and with his other hand he quickly grabbed the attendant on the ground, easily pinched it into a piece of meatloaf and stuffed it into the hollow of his face, which represented his mouth, and the next moment turned into a loose dark red mist and floated outward.