Looking at Gaunt's departing figure, the solemnity in Richard's eyes lingered for a long time.

He didn't expect that the situation would take a turn for the worse in such a short period of time.

Underground, monsters in the wild are rioting because of the rain of blood, and the plane to which the dungeon belongs, the higher race of the dungeon, to which Naga belongs, is merging with it.

His arsenal, scientific research base, raw material production base for black gelatin and so on are all set up here.

Once the underworld is destroyed, the impact on the city of dusk will be fatal.

On the surface, the Lord of Decay directly opened the spatial passage to a place dozens of kilometers away from the City of Dusk.

The lord of the abyss, the dark god who wields authority.

Pressed the knife against his throat.

The power of authority on the ancient tree of sin makes it impossible for the other party to give up.

The two sides have already become enemies, even if the other party gets that wisp of power now, it is impossible to stop the chaotic and evil abyss master, when will there be mercy?

Perhaps the only good news is. The dimensional plane that is integrated into the main plane is still subject to the rules.

The more powerful the existence, the more restrictions it will be upon after stepping into the main plane, and the more the gods will not be able to descend.

This is the basic rule of the main plane, and it has not changed since the dawn of time.

Perhaps only the power of the Creation God level can break this limitation.

After forcibly calming his fluctuating mind, Richard took a deep look at the crimson desert.

He didn't linger any longer, turned around and returned to the lord's mansion.

After taking his seat, he waved the maid who had made the hot tea away, and took out a gray stone statue.

There is a vivid dwarf carved on it, which is not cold to the touch, but has a bit of warmth and warmth.

After Richard was stunned for a moment, his spiritual power spread out and he was immersed.

In the god's grave, he had awakened the dwarf god and asked him to inject divine power into the dark soul eater-Critaus, and finally the level 19 boss was born under the influence of multiple forces.

But it also caused the other party to be overdrawn, and this supreme existence fell into a deep sleep.

After leaving the dungeon, he had been channeling the power of the yellow sand until a few hours ago, when the crimson moon had risen, and the statue had heard a hint of movement.

The situation has changed too quickly, and many of the plans of the city of Dusk have been blocked, and he needs to listen to the dwarf god's prediction of the future in order to verify his new plan.

For now, only the god of dwarfs is qualified to predict the future.

Spiritual power is immersed in the depths of the statue.

A familiar picture came to mind -

On the majestic throne, the god of dwarves, Fam Mowgli, sits on it.

The other party was dressed in a gorgeous feathered cloak, a silver crown on his head, a jeweled ring on his hand, and one hand supporting his cheeks, and he fell asleep with his head tilted slightly.

In his perception, it seemed that the sleeping dwarf on the throne was not a dwarf shorter than a human, but an ancient dragon, and as long as the other party opened his eyes, the heavens and the earth would be discolored.

A terrifying existence who once stepped into the river of fate in "Glorious Age" to spy on the fate of all beings, and then was devoured by the power of fate and did not die.

Perhaps this is the only one who can give him useful information in the midst of the chaos at this moment.

Richard took a deep breath and was about to make a move when the dwarf god of the throne opened his eyes one step ahead of him.

Sitting up slightly upright, his jewel-laden palms resting lightly on the armrests of the throne, eyes as deep as the stars gazing at his soul body.

"Your Excellency Richard, long time no see"

As he spoke, his gaze swept around, as if he had seen through countless dimensional planes.

"I sense that the ancient existence is returning to heaven and earth, and some energy that has been dormant for a long time is beginning to awaken."

"In the past, too many forces fell into a sleeping world because of the change of rules, and they are coming to life."

"The new era is even more exciting than I imagined."

The tone was a little unconcealed with excitement and joy.

Richard's heart fluttered slightly.

The world is coming to life, and this has a huge meaning.

"Your Majesty, I need your help."

The god of the dwarfs looked at him deeply.

"My current power can't affect the main plane. The rules that bind me still exist, and I can't help you much. ”

Richard didn't stop there, took a deep breath and continued.

"Your Majesty, the Lord of Rot is trying to enter the main plane and attack the City of Dusk, do you have any way to stop the other party?"

The situation is unpredictable, and he doesn't want to fight the other party at this point in time.

As long as it can delay for a month or two, the City of Dusk will be well prepared to face this great enemy.

The dwarf god was silent for a long time, and then said in a deep voice.

"I see the smell of decay, but I can't stop a being who has the most authority now, and can delay the other party from opening the door of space."

Richard's eyes lit up.

That's enough!

All he wants is to delay the Lord of Rot's attack.

The tone is extremely sincere.

"Please help me!"

The dwarf god stared into his gaze, and after a long time, let out a sigh.

"Wait a minute, you put the statue in that area, but at most, it can only be delayed for two months."

Richard's eyes burned.

"Enough!"

In two months, the City of Twilight was completely able to pull out its hands.

The biggest stone in his heart fell to the ground, and he breathed a big sigh of relief, and after calming down for a while, he continued.

"Your Majesty, a new era is beginning, and I would like your advice."

The dwarf, majestic figure on the throne had half-narrowed eyes.

"The road ahead is no longer clear in chaos, and no one can see the future clearly."

"Your Excellency Richard, I have only one piece of advice. The Charismatic Lord is the choice of the will of the world, and a new era will be born in your hands. ”

Richard's eyes rolled.

This is not the first time he has heard this statement.

But so far, it has not been discovered how the so-called new era was born in the hands of players.

Sensing that he was faintly hesitant, the dwarf god said in a somewhat complicated tone.

"Your Excellency Richard, don't be confused. Haven't you noticed that whether it is you or the other Grace Lords, the growth of your own strength and the improvement of the strength of your subordinates are far beyond the normal rules? ”

"This is your extraordinary, and it is also the biggest variable in the world."

"Let it go, whether it is the old gods of the old days or the gods who have stolen their power, they are nothing but remnants of the old times."

"A new era will give birth to a new master."

"This time, it will be dominated by you, who are favored by the will of the world."

The player's strength increases. Out of the rules?

Richard's face was a little strange.

The extraordinary in the mouth of the dwarf god is to fight monsters and upgrade?

If you think about it, it seems that this ability is indeed perverted.

And I really haven't heard that the strength of the aborigines can improve so quickly.

The upgrade mechanism of the aborigines is quite different from that of the player, and the upgrade of fighting monsters is useful, but it is not as exaggerated as the player's strength can skyrocket by farming monsters alone.

Only after being recruited by the player will it be included in the player's upgrade system.

So. Is this a variable?

Watching Richard fall into deep thought, the dwarf god paused for a moment before saying again.

"Your Excellency Richard, bring my descendants, although I can't interfere with the main plane for the time being, but the revival of the sleeping power of the world has given me a little more breathing space from the endless bondage."

"I will activate the god-descendant bloodline in their bodies and let them regain the power of the gnomes."

"Gnomes used to make the gods tremble."

"Make good use of them and make your territory grow faster."

"I can't help you with the rest for the time being, no matter how dangerous the future is, you need to face it alone."

After Inspector Richard let out a sigh, he saluted to the dwarf god and expressed his sincere gratitude.

"Thank you, Your Majesty, for your generosity, a new era has begun. The City of Dusk is sure to grow at the fastest pace. ”

"I believe that the day when you are free is not far off."

After this deity was awakened by him, he helped him many times.

No matter what the other party's purpose is, this is an indelible fact.

In the future, the city of twilight grows up, and he will definitely fulfill the other party's long-cherished wish to regain his freedom, even if the other party is devoured by fate, this must be difficult.

Kindness will be repaid, this is his creed.

"I'm looking forward to it too."

The dwarf god's tone was somewhat complicated that no one could understand.

Next, Richard communicated with this great existence for a few minutes, and waited until the other party said that the strength could not support it, and then he withdrew his escaping spiritual power.

After taking the statue of the dwarf god into his arms, he immediately waved his hand to summon the mummy guardian who was waiting at the door.

"Pass my order and bring back all the god-blood gnomes in the underworld immediately."

"Yes, Juggernaut!"

He had always had a lot of expectations for those god-blood gnomes who had been subdued very early, but he hadn't had the opportunity to activate the god-blood bloodline in their bodies before.

At this point in time, those guys may not be able to change the situation, but they are a good force after all.

It's a pity that this time I couldn't get the information he wanted from the dwarf god. The future is no longer clear.

Turning his head, he looked at the crimson moon in the sky through the open wooden window, and his expression was inexplicable.

After a moment of silence, Richard stood up again, his eyes already fierce.

"Gather all the bone blood dragons and the king of the forbidden army, take the Void Sandworm, and follow me to the plane that permeates the breath of decay."

The two-month delay is too precious.

The underworld.

Unlike the lonely barrenness of the Desert of Death, this land is not suitable for growing food that can be eaten by normal life.

But there are still a lot of monsters in the wild.

And unlike the field class gathering places that spawn on the surface, in the underworld, most of the monsters that spawn weekly are individual individuals.

Therefore, the level of these monsters will be relatively higher, and there are not many rules to bind, and they will not be restricted to a certain area.

This has led to a skyrocketing level of danger in the land.

Coupled with poisonous insects, poisonous snakes, swamps, traps, and all kinds of deadly things, this is a place of death unimaginable for life on the surface.

As the only overlord of the underground world now, Bloodhoof City is bearing the impact of this land at this moment.

The endless monstrous twisted monsters were now rushing into Bloodhoof City like a tidal wave.

Cave spiders, pythons, ghost wolves, harpies, poisonous frogmen. Countless monsters formed a black tide that swept the heavens and the earth.

These monsters of different races all have a common point on their bodies at this time, and long red lines linger on their bodies.

At the same time, it exudes an atmosphere of antiquity, loneliness, and dilapidation.

On the towering city walls, the dungeon barbarians in Serre Bloodhoof watched this scene with a solemn face.

Densely commanded the army on the city walls to resist the foreign enemy.

Relying on the defense of the city walls, the army erupted in waves of fierce offensives, accompanied by towering arrow towers behind the city walls.

As soon as those monsters rushed to the wall, they would be slaughtered as soon as possible.

But what made Searle Bloodhoof feel heavy. Although the monsters in the wild have no organizational ability, their individual strength is too strong.

Especially after that bloody rain, the strength can be described as skyrocketing.

If it weren't for the strong city walls, there were countless heavy weapons of all kinds, and I was afraid that those monsters would be able to enter the city in the first wave.

But Rao was like this, and after hours of high-intensity fighting, Bloodhoof City's defenses became precarious.

You can fall under the enemy's charge at any moment.

Bloodhoof City is a force dominated by level 10 advanced troops, and the most powerful hero, Serge Bloodhoof, was only level 15 a few months ago.

At this moment, facing a group of beasts with an average strength of level 14 and a large number of level 15 top troops, the pressure can be imagined.

"Lord of the city, the enemy is coming too quickly, only a third of our army is stationed inside the city, and the army outside has no time to be transferred back."

"My lord, when will the reinforcements from the surface arrive?"

"Without support, we can't hold on."

Faced with the high-pressure risk of breaking the city at any time, the nerves of the upper echelons of Bloodhoof City were tense to the extreme.

A few heroes who were covered in blood and had just changed their guards asked in hoarse voices.

Hearing this, Serge Bloodhoof silently watched as powerful monsters continued to surge on the city wall, and his fists clenched with his five fingers gurgling.

The incident happened suddenly, and the unprepared Bloodhoof City was still outside with most of the army.

He could only pray at this moment that the reinforcements from the City of Dusk would arrive as soon as possible, and the time that Bloodhoof City could support was running out.

"Reinforcements, coming soon"

The voice has not yet fallen.

Suddenly.

Click~

A crisp sound resounded through the sky.

He subconsciously looked up.

I saw it at the end of the line of sight.

Under the light of the blood moon, a huge crack appeared in the sky that glowed green.

The plane, shattered.

The pupils froze.

He pierced the rift in his gaze and saw countless terrifying monsters—

The bodies of those creatures were long snakes below the waist, their cold green scales revealing a palpitating danger.

Above the waist, it has a full eight arms.

On each arm, the weapon is clenched.

A name that is incomparably familiar to dungeon life comes to mind-

Naga.

Dungeon high-tier races.

Searle's heart trembled.

Those beasts without reason, Bloodhoof City can still deal with, but the high-level race, Naga, is far beyond the ability of Bloodhoof City.

Because every Naga is a top-level class above level 15.

Their tribe must have a transcendent seat.

Bloodhoof City, unstoppable

He turned his head to look in the other direction, his face full of bitterness.

Lord Richard, where are you?!