"Mentor, I don't understand why you're letting us go to the Shadows to follow Irenikas' footsteps.

If his goal is to draw the energy of the Elven Tree of Life in the Forest of Verdath, why don't we just go to the city of Sodenisra to warn the Elven Kingdom there, and then set a trap for him to deliver to his door?

Didn't you teach me all the time to never get caught up in the rhythm of the enemy.

Instead, do you want to do the opposite and take the initiative into your own hands?

Besides, I don't think it's a wise choice to deal with those dark elves at all.

If half of what Viconia said was true, these guys were crazy, twisted, and morbid. ”

Sancho put his doubts and confusion into his heart.

Through Zuo Si's words and deeds, he obviously had a way of thinking that was different from the traditional mages of the Faren Continent, and he had a deep understanding of how important the word "Gou" was to a successful mage.

After all, the most important thing is to minimize all kinds of risks as much as possible and ensure that you can survive.

On top of that, boys hate being led by the nose very much.

It reminded him of the days when he was on the run.

Zuo Si was of course very pleased that the only disciple could comprehend these at such a young age, and explained with a smile: "Because this is a kind of exercise for you, a way to gain strength most quickly.

Don't forget, you, Aberdell, and Ammon are all sons of the murder god Baal.

Killing in any form will bring out the divinity and power within you and make you stronger and stronger.

This is true for you, and it is true for the other sons of Baal who are aware of this.

So it's a race for speed, and it's also the most brutal elimination.

Whether you want to or not, as long as you don't want to be a sacrifice to other siblings to ascend to the Blood Throne, you must join the game and make sure you are the last victor.

Besides, do you think that if you don't go to the Dark Regions to destroy the alliance between Irenikas and the Dark Elves, just a few of you and those rotten Forest Elves will be able to stop the combined attack of the two?

Believe me, the army of summoned creatures and various monsters that Irenikas had prepared for the raid on Sodenisra alone is enough for you to drink a pot.

Coupled with the formation of the Dark Elf army, the final result must be a fiasco.

Besides, how do you know that going to the Dark Lands is to fall into his rhythm, not mine? ”

As these words blurted out, the doubts in Sancho's eyes finally disappeared, replaced by awe of the cheap teacher in front of him.

Because he has already understood that this adventure, which seems to be led by the enemy, is actually a script arranged by Zuo Si.

Irenikas is the final villain set in the script, and his team is the protagonist of the story.

After all, Aberdell would be under the control of the late murder god Baal, it was 100% confirmed.

Just when Sancho opened his mouth and wanted to say something, Aemon on the side suddenly couldn't help but interject: "But you didn't say it before."

Will this killing itself provoke our evil father and ultimately lead to influence, control, or even resurrection of the dead?

In that case, shouldn't killing be avoided as much as possible?

Then he will no longer be able to control us, let alone be resurrected. ”

The girl's slightly innocent speech made Zuo Si laugh, and she reached out and rubbed the other party's dyed pink hair.

"Hehe, I admit that what you said has some point, and it also has a certain degree of operability.

But the problem is that this needs to be observed by all the children of Baal in order for it to take effect.

As long as one of the Sons of Baal can't control that impulse, ambition, and desire, the only thing the other Children of Baal can do is join in and make sure they don't get knocked out.

This involves a complex chain of hearts and suspicions.

Since no one knows what the other person thinks, even in order to survive, you must do your best to become stronger.

Otherwise, there may be a situation where people are swordsmen and I am fish.

You can ask Sancho about this, he knows a thing.

Also, what do you think is the essence of the gods?

As the god of murder, how was Baal able to resurrect with the killing, chaos and destruction of his offspring? ”

"Because the act of killing and dying is itself in accordance with his teachings? Can mortals be in awe and fear of him, and then increase his influence in the material world? Aemon replied in a tone of uncertainty that was not very sure.

"Yes and no.

As I told you before, God is a pure spiritual being, in the form of some kind of faith and philosophical idea.

This means that they are immortal to some extent, even the gods who have been pulled into the astral plane to lie down.

If mortals can recall their names, believe in and live up to the ideas they spread, the resurrection of the dead gods is possible.

In other words, the act of killing itself does not increase Baal's power, only those killings that conform to Baal's unique understanding do increase his power.

The easiest way for the Son of Baal to break free from his influence is to philosophically redefine the relationship between killing and death.

That's why I've given you so many philosophy books to read.

Once a new philosophical understanding is formed, the two of you can get rid of Baal from the roots and embark on a path of your own. ”

Zuo Si didn't hide anything, and generously gave the only way out for the son of God.

Because the innate divinity and divine power in their souls are difficult to be completely stripped away.

In this way, the relevant priesthood should be philosophically redefined and taken the opposite path, so that there is a chance to completely free itself from the influence and control of the god's parents.

And if you continue along this path, there is a high probability that you will accumulate little by little from the son of God, and believers will be promoted to quasi-gods and even demigods.

"I see!"

Edmond nodded as if he didn't understand, and then as if he remembered something, he immediately asked, "What about Aberdell?" Why didn't you get him to read philosophy too? ”

As soon as he mentioned this adopted son of Gli'an, the corners of Zuo Si's mouth immediately twitched slightly uncontrollably and asked, "Are you sure he can read or understand?"

I feel like for Aberdell to read anything with words in it is a pain and suffering.

To be honest, whenever I see what he does, I can't believe that this is a man who grew up in Candlefort and was raised by the hand of Ogmar, the god of knowledge.

He clearly prefers to follow the most primitive instinctive impulses of living beings rather than words, knowledge and philosophy, and is full of wildness in his gestures.

When I informed him that the team was heading to the Underworld, did you know what the first book this guy borrowed from the library? ”

"What book?"

Ammon blinked curiously.

Because the very fact that Aberdale went to the library was scary enough.

During the years when he lived in Candleburg as a child, he never went to the library once, and even fell asleep on his desk in class, and only became energetic when he was engaged in combat training.

Later, of course, as he grew older and reached puberty, his hobby changed from combat training to peeping at those female visitors taking a bath.

"The Dark Desires of the Drow and How to Please a Woman of Honorable Status."

This is the book that Aberdale borrowed from the library.

By the way, the book has a lot of illustrations of naked dark elf women, as well as some illustrations that will make your blood pound after reading it.

Apparently, he was now planning something to do in the city of Ust Naza.

So I'd advise you to keep an eye on it, so that he doesn't get into trouble again. ”

After that, Zuo Si's face showed undisguised schadenfreude.

After all, in the real history of the Faren Continent, as the protagonist of the story of the Son of Baal, Aberdell is not the "Chanem" who the player plays in the game.

Quite the opposite!

This guy can be called "teammate nemesis", "group destroyer" and "mobile pile driver".

Every important decision he makes, 100% sacrifices a few of his teammates.

In the end, except for Jahira, Minsk, and Kolang, the rest, including Ammon, were almost all killed.

Moreover, the number of times the spirit worms have been on the brain during the adventure is so great that both the vampire queen Badi and the eldest daughter of the first family of Ust Naza have had a relationship with her.

It can even be said that Aberdell thinks with the lower half of his body much more often than with the head on his neck, which is a typical "small head" controlling the "big head".

It's easy to imagine how bad it is to venture out with this guy.

Sometimes Zuosi thinks that the reason why Baal chose him as the most important pawn of his resurrection is that he sees the nature of his simple mind and well-developed limbs, which is far better controlled than other children of Baal.

In comparison, whether it is Shalophok, Irenikas, or the Five Descendants, they are obviously too shrewd and cunning.

One of the warrior monks, Basaza, is even more crazy enough to seal Bal's divine power and divinity in his body, looking for an opportunity to kill all his brothers and sisters, and then permanently destroy the god of murder by suicide.

"Damn it!" X2

Realizing what Aberdell was going to do, Aemon and Sancho couldn't help but curse in unison, and quickly turned to leave the workshop.

Since they'd been with Abdel long enough, they both knew what this guy could do, and they planned to talk to Jahira before they left.

This half-elf druid was the only one in the team who had the ability to control Aberdell.

Two hours went by in a flash.

After the team was assembled, Zuo Si directly cast a transformation spell to transform everyone into dark elves, and then teleported all of them to a tunnel in the dark region not far from Ust Naza City.

Since there was a projection over there, he didn't worry about the safety of these guys, but instead turned his attention to the easternmost part of the Faren continent, the Fallen Desert formed after the destruction of the Imaska Empire.

According to the information gathered from various sources, the ancient evil creature "God Slayer" Pandrim, who was summoned by the wizards and imprisoned in the crystal prison, should be hidden somewhere deep in the sands.

However, Zuo Si was not in a hurry to explore himself, but first disguised himself as someone interested in the ruins and magical knowledge of the ancient Imasca Empire, and paid a few teams of adventurers in a city near the edge of the desert to explore suspicious places in the depths of the desert.

After all, now he has already received the attention of the gods and many forces, and he can't just roll up his sleeves as he wanted to do before.

It will be easy for others to perceive the intention and take appropriate actions to interfere with and sabotage.

In particular, the gods of Mulholland, who once destroyed the Imasca Empire, would never allow anyone to get close to an ancient evil that posed a great threat to them.

Even the prophecy magic was blocked, and no useful information could be obtained.

At this time, the ubiquitous and mercenary adventurer becomes the best target for exploitation.

By offering some hand-touched magic items in return in advance, Zuo Si could easily observe every desert they passed through through these adventurers.

As soon as one of the teams found a ruin or a clue, he would immediately notice it.

Obviously, finding the Palace of the Purple Emperor, located in the capital of the Imasca Empire, is not an easy task.

But fortunately, Zuo Si has enough patience.

Just as he was hiding in the shadows and watching the adventurers he had hired while fulfilling his duties as Emperor of the West Coast Empire, a strong throbbing suddenly poured into the depths of his soul.

It was a calling, prayer, and sacrifice across planes.

Ever since he became the lord of the ninth level of Bato's Hell, Zuo Si could often hear such a voice.

However, since he himself is far less enthusiastic about such things as establishing a church and spreading the faith, he is far less enthusiastic about it than other hellish lords, and most of the time he doesn't even bother to respond, let alone give it power.

Unable to derive any benefit from it, more realistic devil worshippers will quickly abandon him and pray to other great devils whose names they know.

Even those who have the perseverance to persist for a few weeks and can't get a response, they will turn around and leave in disappointment.

As the massive cyberpunk city on the ninth floor has become more and more well-known in the universe, Zuosi's name has spread across countless material planes.

It is normal for mortals to want to gain knowledge and power through prayer, summoning, and sacrifice.

But the problem is that this time, the person presiding over the summoning sacrifice is obviously not an ordinary person, and is trying to forcibly pull it into an unknown material world through some powerful force, and it is suspected that he is using an artifact.

If there is no response, this disturbing state of mind will continue until the magical ritual is stopped.

In desperation, he could only create a projection and let the other party drag him away from Toriel, and move towards another world little by little across the long distance in space.

He wanted to see what it was the impatient ones who were trying to summon themselves and what they were eager to get from them.

……

At the same time, in another main material world not far from the crystal wall where Torreel was located, a group of female dark elves were surrounding the massive stone pillar, chanting jerky incantations loudly.

At the top of the stone pillar in front of them, there was a mysterious crystal that emitted a red blood light.

It was with this thing that he was able to gather enough power to summon terrifying creatures from the lower planes like the Demon Lord.

The Drow priestess at the head of the group had a solemn expression at the moment, although she had not yet participated in the ritual herself, she could already feel the deep evil aura emanating from the center of the circle.

Judging from the spider pattern worn on her chest, she is the high-ranking priestess of the spider goddess Rose, and can even be called a voter.

Like the other gods of the Elven Divine Family, Rose's faith is not limited to Toriel, but the main god of all the Dark Elves throughout the universe.

"Mistress Eclofdra, this summoning ritual has been going on for four full hours, but there has been no movement so far. Are you sure you didn't get the name wrong or any other details? ”

Another high-ranking priestess of Drow walked over and questioned solemnly.

You must know that under normal circumstances, even summoning a demon lord would only take ten minutes to half an hour at best.

On top of that, making this call-up is quite physically and mentally draining on the part of the participants.

Right now, many priestesses have reached the point where they can't hold on.

"Are you questioning the will of the Goddess?"

The High Priestess, known as the Mother of Eclophra, turned and stared at each other with her reddish eyes.

The latter hurriedly shook his head vigorously: "No, how dare I question the goddess of great wisdom, it's just that this is too strange. Do we have to keep the ritual going on without a response? ”

"Don't worry! He'll be showing up soon. I could feel the smell of evil in the air. ”

There was a hint of impatience evident in Lord Eclofdra's tone.

Because she is also in a very nervous mood now.

After all, although this place is far away from the free city - Gray Eagle, it is still easy to attract the attention of "Yaba" with such a big summoning ceremony as in front of him.

If a powerful mage like Duncan or another powerful mage came to check on the situation, all the hard work that had been prepared would be completely wasted.

Yes, this material world is the home of Demon Duncan, the place where the most important turning point of the war that the demon launched to engulf the entire universe took place.

Its name is Grey Eagle, also known as Os.

The former is named after the most important city, the Gray Eagle, and the latter is the name of the entire planet.

Unlike Torrell, who is shrouded in the god Io, this main physical plane does not have a so-called creator and a god, and the fighting and killing between the gods are also extremely unscrupulous.

Rose also took a fancy to this, so after careful consideration, she decided to choose this place for trading.

In order to keep it secret and not leak any rumors, she did not choose to notify Zuo Si, but deliberately deceived her followers, asking the priests to gather strength to directly summon Zuo Si's projection.

The advantage of this is that even if it is discovered, those mages of Yaba and the gods of this world will only regard it as an act of summoning creatures from the lower planes, and they will not attract much attention.

After all, Naraku, the god of death, is the most feared and feared existence of the gray eagle gods at the moment, and the only one who can fight against it is estimated that the sun god Pero.

But as Murphy's Law says, the more a person fears and worries about something, the more it tends to happen.

When the Dark Elf priestesses were exhausted from the long summoning ritual and their movements began to deform, there was a sudden sound of fierce fighting outside the cave.

The face of the Ekrafdra Mistress changed instantly, and she shouted at the male warrior at the door, "What's the matter?" What happened? ”

Before the male warrior could open his mouth to speak, a fireball flew straight from a distance, instantly releasing a dazzling fire and explosion.

Rumble!!!!!!

Although the Dark Elves' skin is highly resistant to magic, the sudden light of fire takes a toll on their unique eyes, which have evolved to adapt to the darkness.

Many people were temporarily blind under the bright light of the fire, and the two unlucky people who were closest to them covered their faces and screamed in pain.

It turns out that the most effective spell against creatures that are accustomed to moving in the dark is always a sudden bright light.

As for the few unlucky eggs who were within the range of the fireball explosion, there was already a strong smell of barbecue on their bodies at this time.

Although he is not dead yet, it is only a matter of time before he can judge the extent of the burns.

The worst thing is that after the fireball explosion ended, the heavily armed warriors rushed in first.

Behind them, it was the mage organization from the Free City Gray Eagle-Yaba.

Although under the leadership of Demon Duncan, "Yaba" has always been strictly neutral, balancing the forces of good and evil in the entire continent.

They can treat dangerous creatures from the lower planes that summon in their sphere of influence, and they will never show mercy to their subordinates.

Especially after the outbreak of the incident of Lady Zugmoi, the fungi lady being imprisoned in the Temple of the Evil Element, several archmages were even more wary of this.

"Damn! I was interrupted at this most critical time! We failed! Come on! Don't get caught! ”

After regaining her sight, the Mother of Ekravra gave the order to retreat.

She was clearly aware that after such a long period of attrition, her men had little combat power.

Instead of rushing forward and desperately increasing casualties, it is better to hide first in order to make a comeback.

"Not good! These drows are going to run! Stop them! ”

An old mage with a gray beard noticed this and shouted an alarm at the top of his voice.

Then, the chanting of the incantation echoed through the middle of the cavern.

Immediately after, colorful arcane lights began to flicker in the darkness, and in a matter of seconds, a large number of spells shot out from the mages' fingertips.

The warriors in front also charged and pursued under the cover of spells.

In this way, the two sides launched a battle of chasing and fleeing in the complex underground tunnel.

Because both sides were too focused, no one noticed that the blood-red crystal placed on the top of the stone pillar in the center of the circle was densely covered with cracks like spider webs on the surface.

Finally, it shattered with a snap.

Moment!

The circle that had already dimmed bloomed into a dazzling pillar of sky-high fire, and the middle of the pillar of fire was still wrapped with silver electric light.

Between the pillar of fire and the electric light, a black figure could be faintly seen.

After a long drag, Zuo Si's projection finally succeeded in landing on this land he had never set foot on.

At this moment, the mages from Yaba obviously didn't care about chasing those dark elves, but focused all their attention on summoning the magic circle.

Because the suffocating sense of oppression and the unintentional power exuded were enough to make the scalp of any mage with sufficient knowledge of dimensional science tingle.

Although they didn't know exactly what the dark elves had summoned for the time being, they were certain that they were definitely not inferior to any known demon lord, and even more powerful.

Nervous!

Fear!

Despair!

The warriors couldn't even hold the weapons in their hands a little steadily, and there was only one thought in their minds, which was to turn around and run away immediately.

This was clearly far beyond what they could handle, and they needed to get the archmages to deal with it when they got back.

It's a pity that the body doesn't obey at all, and the legs are as heavy as lead, and they can't move even an inch.

It was only when the pillars of fire and the blinding lightning had all disappeared that everyone saw a young man with short black hair and a harmless smile on his face.

But after witnessing the horrific scene just now, no one would think of it as an ordinary person, but instead thought that it was an extremely dangerous and cunning terrifying xenoplane creature.

"That...... Where is this place? Am I referring to the name of a plane or a planet? ”

Zuo Si asked the mages and warriors in front of him very politely.

Since his Great Devil form has a permanent [Clever Speech] effect, no matter what he says, it should be the mother tongue that he can best understand to the other party.

But no one responded for two or three minutes, and even the air was filled with an atmosphere called "embarrassment".

From those eyes, Zuo Si read the most primitive emotion of mortals—fear.

These unknown mages and warriors were afraid of him, and stood far outside the summoning circle.

You don't need to ask to know that the other party feels that the protective and binding parts of the summoning circle can protect them from harm.

After realizing this, Zuo Si couldn't help but sigh slightly, opened his arms and posed as harmless to humans and animals, and said to himself: "Please, do you look like a threat?"

I just wanted to figure out who summoned me and what they wanted to do with me.

And you don't really think that this rudimentary circle can trap me, do you?

From a professional point of view, I can at least find more than a dozen mistakes from it.

And don't forget that the basis for all circles to work is the magical energy that exists in the surrounding environment.

If this energy is isolated or even drained, the circle will naturally be as worthless as a child's graffiti. ”

In order to prove that he is not bluffing.

Zuo Si quickly found an omission in the summoning circle, and immediately followed up to turn three of the runes upside down in front of these people.

Next Second......

With one foot, he took a big step forward across the circle.

This action instantly triggered a stress reaction from the mages present.

In the blink of an eye, magic missiles and some other offensive spells rained down in the sky.

In this regard, Zuo Si's reaction was that there was no reaction.

Because most of these arcane magic belong to the three rings and below, and one or two four rings are interspersed in between.

And the spells of the five rings and below the five rings could not cause even the slightest damage to his projection.

Eventually, after a lot of work, the mages finally noticed this, immediately stopped attacking, put on a protective cover, and began to slowly retreat.

They were apparently highly trained, and none of them spoke the floor from beginning to end.

After all, when dealing with creatures in the lower planes that are more powerful than yourself, it is best to maintain zero communication and not let the other party know even the slightest bit of information and secrets about yourself.

Zuo Si didn't pursue, but just watched the other party exit the cave with great interest, and repeatedly added several layers of seals at the entrance.

After these people were completely far away, they started to destroy the entire summoning circle, and walked out of it without panic.

Through the silent casting of thinking and memory reading spells just now, he has learned that the world he is in now is Gray Eagle, and these mages are members of "Yaba".

For the sake of Demon Duncan's face, he didn't do anything to these mages who offended him, but chose to let the other party go.

However, what Zuo Si couldn't understand was why the priestesses of the spider goddess Rose took such a big risk to pull one of their projections directly from Toriel.

After all, it took so long to squeeze into this world that by the time they came, the Drow had long since disappeared.

After standing there and hesitating for a moment, he finally decided to go out first, feel the unique scenery of this world, and pay a visit to Duncan by the way.

Obviously, it is impossible for a seal set up at the level of an ordinary "Eight Leaves" mage to seal Zuo Si, even if it is just a projection.

He effortlessly dismantled the other party's self-perceived impregnable defenses.

When he walked out of the cave and felt the breeze blowing in front of him, he couldn't help but sigh slightly: "The intensity of magical energy here seems to be slightly worse than that of Torreel.

Especially without a magic web, it is extremely difficult to learn and use magic.

But it's not a bad thing to not have the convenience that Mo.net provides.

Because in this world it is easier to get in touch with and understand the nature of magic.

No wonder so many talented and insane mages can be born.

Like Duncan, Vikna, Zaji Eragern, and Zaji Eragern, the student who raped six fingers, the famous witch queen - Gvirv.

Among them, Vikena and Zaji Iraghon should be real gods by now.

Gvirvo and Six-Fingered's child, Iuz, are also demonic demigods and have built an empire of their own.

I have to say that the world without the presence and restriction of gods is really a paradise for the strong.

As long as you have enough strength, you can do whatever you want.

See which god is not pleasing to the eye and just find a way to kill it, without thinking about the consequences and balance at all. ”

For the Gray Eagle World, Zuo Si didn't know much, and he probably only had a few names of more important gods in his mind, and he couldn't even piece together a complete map.

The only thing I know is that the continent standing at my feet is called "Orrick".

The vast land called "Flannis Region" in the east of the continent is home to a series of chaotic states and powers, such as the empire established by the demon demigod Iuz and the free city of Gray Eagle.

So he now needs to find a town and ask the local residents about the situation, and then confirm whether the next step is to directly take back the projection, or go to Mordon for tea.

In the eyes of those who don't know magic, getting out of the endless forests and wastelands is undoubtedly quite challenging.

Because in the case of not being able to distinguish which direction there is a town, once you can't see people for several days in a row, and you are unlucky enough to find a water source, there is a high probability that you may die of dehydration and thirst.

But with a single prophecy spell, Zuosi confirmed the direction to the nearest town, and then walked through a dense forest and shrubs to a country road that was clearly rutted.

The deep ruts in the ground are enough to prove that the road was often passed by wagons and caravans laden with goods, so that the front should have been a relatively prosperous city of trade, rather than an ordinary small village and town.

Just as he was walking unhurriedly along the side of the road, there was a sudden sound of horses' hooves behind him.

This was followed by several vehicles full of barrels, cured meats, hams, wheat flour, and plenty of salted eggs and smoked chicken.

Through the vision far beyond mortals, Zuo Si keenly observed that this was a small caravan.

The man in the lead, who looked to be in his fifties, was probably younger because he had been running around all day in the wind and sun, and was sitting in the driver's seat of the first car.

Beside him sat a young girl in her early twenties, judging by her appearance, it should be a father-daughter relationship.

Since the width of the wagons matched the ruts on the road, the caravan was quite fast, and there was no need to worry about rolling over like a vehicle with a substandard width.

When they caught up with Zuo Si on foot, the leader of the caravan immediately smiled and waved his hand to say hello: "Hey! Young travelers!

Where are you going?

Why Walk?

What about your carriage or horses?

You know, this place is not safe, and there are often monsters and beasts.

If you don't dislike it, we can give you a ride. ”

"Ahh That's a great thank you.

I'll tell you the truth, this is my first time going out and I accidentally got lost.

Even more unlucky, while looking for water, he encountered a pack of wolves, and accidentally lost his horse in the process of escaping.

Oh, my God!

I couldn't believe I could be so unlucky. ”

Zuo Si touched his chest with one hand and bowed to the other party, and a bitter and helpless expression appeared on his face very naturally.

Possessed by the actor, he vividly interpreted the image of a young man who encountered setbacks and was helpless.

In particular, the polite attitude and humorous way of saying it won the favor of everyone in the caravan, including the leader, who was amused by the success.

And from the behavior of the young man in front of them, they could clearly feel that the other party was well-educated, and he was definitely not a robber or bandit.

In addition, the exquisite costumes shaped by the magic power on the projection body are obviously not something ordinary civilians can afford.

It is because of the combination of these factors that the caravan leader chooses to send him an invitation.

Otherwise, if he were to become a beggar in rags or an adventurer or mercenary with a weapon, he would definitely hide as far as he could.

In this way, Zuo Si successfully infiltrated the caravan and became a member of it.

But what he didn't know was that not long after he left the cave with his front foot, the mages who had left before had returned with Demon Duncan himself.

When they saw the summoning circles and seals that had been damaged to the point that they were almost irreparable, a solemn look appeared on the faces of many mages.

An older one took the initiative to stand up and cautiously asked, "Master, why is this happening?"

We've already blessed at least six seals at the entrance of the cave.

Normally, even if you want to escape, you should run deep underground, right? ”

Morcancan didn't reply, just began to chant incantations and retrace what had happened here through the power of magic.

When he saw the familiar figure coming out of the pillar of fire and lightning, an extremely strange expression suddenly appeared, and he touched the small handful of goatee on his chin and muttered, "Soth! How could it be him? Strange, so weird. And judging by his reaction, it doesn't seem to be hostile, more like an accident. ”

"Master, do you know that powerful creature of the lower planes?"

The old mage next to him had a strong curiosity in his eyes.

"You don't care about this matter, I'll handle it myself. But remember to keep it a secret and don't leak the news, I don't want to cause any unnecessary panic. ”

With that, Demon Duncan ignored the reaction of his subordinates, and directly cast a teleportation magic and disappeared in place, leaving a group of guys who had no idea what was going on at all.

At the same time, far away in the sixty-sixth layer of the bottomless abyss, the pit magic web, the spider goddess Rose was holding the book wrapped in black silk in her hand, her face full of hesitation and reluctance.

Obviously, she didn't show up and send the book to the first place, and the root cause was greed and desire in her heart.

After all, there was a record of the secrets, knowledge, and power of the abyss, and if she could read it before handing it over to Zuo Si, even if it was only a small part, she would be able to greatly improve her strength.

This manifestation of indecision and capriciousness is precisely the character manifestation of its chaotic camp.

After struggling for a long time, Rose finally couldn't hold back, carefully opened the black silk wrapped outside, and directly pointed to the maid beside her, a monster called the Wax Melting Demon, and ordered with unquestionable majesty: "You, come and open it." ”

"Yes, Supreme Great Goddess."

Without saying a word, the Wax Melt Demon, who remained in his drow form, stepped closer, reaching out to touch the book that emitted a red and black mist.

Before it could touch the cover, it was just eroded by the mist, and the transformation magic that it had originally blessed itself instantly became invalid, revealing its twisted and ugly true body on the spot.

It was a pile of unidentified brown concoctions less than two meters above and below with a foul smell from top to bottom.

On the pile of, there are eight powerful tentacles, and in the middle is a large, blood-red eye that keeps turning.

Any normal person who sees this thing can't help but feel disgusted and disgusted.

All wax melters were created by Rose's own hands.

They are the loyal servants of the spider goddess, whose sole purpose of existence is to complete every task assigned by the creator.

Therefore, even if it appeared in its original form, this wax melt demon still did not give up, and continued to wave its tentacles to touch the cover.

But just a few tenths of a second later, its body suddenly began to expand dramatically, and at an incredible speed, it devoured the other Wax Melting Demons, Spider Hunters, and other demons around it into its body, and finally evolved into an indescribable twisted monster, rushing straight at Rose like crazy.

The latter directly raised his finger and shot out a divine magic spell, which disintegrated the mutated wax melt demon into tiny particles that could not be distinguished by the naked eye.

After all this was done, Rose was full of reluctance to cover the black silk again, and raised her other hand to knock on the armrest of the throne.

Judging from the skillful handling, it is clear that this is not her first attempt, but an infinite number of attempts.

But the results are almost the same every time.

Neither the creatures created with divine powers, nor the most powerful invokers in the realm, nor the demons who inhabit this level and take refuge in themselves, are unable to withstand the power of this book of the abyss.

As for herself, she had long since lost two incarnations in the initial attempt.

So far, whatever the Spider Goddess thinks of this book, she can only do it.

What's worse is that driven by greed in her heart, she lost the best time to hand over the book to Zuo Si.

Now it is necessary to prepare another way to meet in a sufficiently thorough and discreet way......