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It took three days to travel from the land under the jurisdiction of Saladus to the castle where the Time Lord was located, and of course it was because Mo Yan rode a nightmare of good speed in Hell. Pen Fun Pavilion wWw. ｂiquge。 infoBlack rocks and erupting volcanoes are always the main theme of hell, and there are almost no plants on the barren ground, and almost everything that can be eaten grows underground, because there is water necessary for most life.

Looking at the small city that slowly appeared in the distance, Mo Yan slowed down the nightmare under his crotch. Blowing the tune of the western style of the Hope Country, he slowly walked towards this small city ruled by the Lord of Time. And the reason why Mo Yan slowed down was because he didn't have a clue how to defeat the Time Lord and grab that ring.

He's been speeding on the road for the past three days, and he doesn't have time to think about those brain-consuming things, and now that the Demon Lord's castle is in front of him, he has to face this headache.

The small city in front of him, which was getting bigger and bigger, was located at the junction of the lands of the three demon monarchs, and the territory it controlled was shaped like a regular triangle, maintaining a delicate balance with the surrounding forces. The strength of the Time Lord is one of the reasons why he can manage this place, and another important reason is the confrontation of the three forces. Make this a very disputed area, and neither the Lords of Hell want their opponents to get it.

This small city, known as the City of Time, is the territory under the jurisdiction of Saladus to the north, and this is also the direction in which Mo Yan came. To the southwest of the City of Time is the jurisdiction of the demonic elves who have assimilated into hell. A demonic elf named Anaria was in charge of the place, she was the empress of all the demonic elves of hell, and in her hands there was a second item that Mo Yan needed to understand. So that would be Mo Yan's second destination, if he hadn't been killed by the Time Lord.

As for being in the southeast direction of the City of Time. is a land ruled by a Hell Monarch who is not well known in Hell. He is arguably the weakest of all the Hell Monarchs, and the land he governs is the smallest of all in Hell. According to rumors in Hell, he and Arena are cousins, but the man who has been killed by Arena probably can't prove whether this is true or not.

And although most people think that the so-called cousin and brother are nothing more than the weakest hell lord to protect himself. It's just an excuse not to be swallowed up by Saladus, but apparently Arena doesn't hate being called her sister, and as long as Arena can keep it that way, he won't be killed by other powerful Helllords.

In addition to bordering the territory of the demonic elves who were not much stronger than him, he wanted to get closer to the territories of Arena and Saladus, and to his south was a sea of scorching lava. Overall, he was weak but safe. As long as Saladus wants to attack him, he will not only be able to form an alliance with the Demon Elves to fight together, but Arena will also provide him with some help and even direct attack.

Although his strength is not considered strong, it is obvious that he is very good at grasping the balance of surrounding forces, and every Hell Monarch can ascend to the current position, all of them have their own unique strength. I thought about the surrounding information I had gotten from Diack. Mo Yan didn't find anything to use, he might be able to ask the Hell Monarch who was attached to Arena for help, but it was estimated that even if he won the Time Ring, it would not be his own.

"Now we can only meet first. Mo Yan looked at the long sword on his waist and made a decision, accelerated his ride and rushed towards the City of Time. Soon Mo Yan came to the location of the city gate, and now there are many hellish creatures on the outskirts of the city, unfinished buildings are being built, and the time lord Mikarand is expanding his city. His castle, which was not very tall, was now being increased and expanded. Pieces of rocks flying in the sky under the control of the power of magic are placed in predetermined positions one by one.

And entering the city is not as difficult as Mo Yan thought, but this also makes sense, after all, since this is a hellish city, it must be open to most hellish creatures. Otherwise, we will only rely on our own population growth, and we don't know how many years and months it will take to develop. After paying two blue soul coins as a city entry tax, Mo Yan entered the city with his nightmare.

Without staying in the city for too long, Mo Yan rode directly on the Nightmare and rushed directly towards the castle. The frantic speed caused many creatures in the road to be knocked into the air or trampled to death by the running nightmares. But Mo Yan didn't care about these things. Because this was exactly the effect he wanted, Mo Yan had already thought of a way to meet Mikarand quickly.

After galloping halfway through the horse, the person Mo Yan wanted to see finally appeared, and a team of demons wearing simple armor flew over from a distance and shouted loudly to stop Mo Yan. The weapons in their hands and the readiness to attack, the power of the spell gathered in the hands of all the demons, as long as Mo Yan refused their orders, they would not hesitate to attack. If it weren't for Mo Yan riding a powerful Nightmare Demonic Beast, and it didn't seem to be weak, maybe even this shouting would be superfluous.

"Tell Micarand, the messenger of the great Empress Medusa has come to visit. Mo Yan said with an arrogant look: "I have an important instruction to tell him. "This is the method that Mo Yan came up with, pretending to be an emissary of Arena and then being received by Micarand. And the reason why Mo Yan rode his horse in the city was to show the arrogance of a powerful Hell Monarch envoy, he had to do this to be impossible to win people's trust, after all, he was the only one who came to the city, not a regular envoy group.

Mo Yan's performance was a success, and after seeing the golden soul he possessed and the armor of the Nightmare Knights he was wearing, the demon in the sky quickly believed Mo Yan's lie. Not only did they send people to open the way in front like a sycophant, but they also quickly sent people to inform their master, Micarand, and quickly arranged the reception.

Under the guidance of the demon guards, Mo Yan came to the castle without hindrance. The castle, which is now expanding, like most castles in Hell, is made of a black hellstone, carved and used in various architectural magic circles to keep these unphysically shaped buildings from collapsing. The meeting place was arranged in the middle floor of the castle, as it is the only place where the exquisite decoration remains, and the upper floor has been demolished for the sake of expansion.

At the same time, it is also the most heavily guarded place, and Mikarand still has a lot of suspicion about this minotaur who claims to be an envoy of the Empress Batar. Because he does not share the territory of Arena, even if he is famous in Hell because of the name of the Time Lord, but for a powerful Hell Monarch, his own strength is still far from enough, and his ability to control this land is only the reason for the balance of power.

Whenever any of the Hell Monarchs around him fails, he must choose to cling to one of the Hell Monarchs near him, or he will face an invasion by a powerful army. Although he possesses the Goddess's Time Ring and is more powerful than ordinary powerful demons, he is far from being a match for a Helllord.

"Hello, Time Lord Mikarand. Mo Yan looked at the Gruss Demon who was on the throne of the reception room and said, "I am here on behalf of the great Queen Arena of Batar to inform you of an important matter and hope to reach an agreement with you. The arrogant monarch Saradus is about to fall, and my empress wants you to choose a sensible allegiance in this battle. ”

"Messenger of Empress Batar, I am convinced that your identity is not fabricated. Mikarand's blood-red eyes stared straight into the Minotaur's eyes, and he played with a skull in his hand that was very smooth from being touched for a long time, and said, "The arrogant monarch Saladus has never been weak, even when fighting against the powerful Empress Bata, he is not completely invincible. What's more, Empress Batar is in hell, but she is a notoriously peace-loving lover, and there is no suitable reason why she will not take the initiative to attack others. ”

"Someone stole your favorite jewelry, that's a good reason, isn't it?" Mo Yan looked at Mikarand and said, "Now Empress Batar's Nightmare Knights have begun a wild hunt and destroyed five or six important strongholds in Saradus, and Batar's army is now on its way. If you wait until after the official start of the war, it will be too late to choose a side. ”

Micarand's words made Micarande start to think, and from the extent of the Minotaur's armor, it could be seen that this should not have been snatched by him or pulled from the corpse. And in fact, even if it was plucked from the corpse, it showed that the war had begun from another aspect, and the Nightmare Knights would not easily appear outside, let alone die in battle, as a fellow Mikarand, he knew the strength of the Grus Demon.

"I believe in the status quo you are talking about. Mikarand finally made a decision, saying, "But I need you to prove your identity, don't expect me to believe that you are the emissary of Empress Batar just by relying on a suit of armor, I need more direct proof, such as some kind of token......"

ps: Tomorrow will start the update stable, Eun ......