Like most deserts in the world of Feron, the Anook Desert is home to terrifying creatures of unprecedented power. At the time of the Netharil Empire, the area where the Ainook Desert was located was a thriving plain, with dozens of Sky Cities floating on it, and the High Arcanists ruled over the plains, while the Sky Cities, which belonged to the puppet rule, fought each other.

Until one day, a ** race called Felin Demon Kwai appeared on the ground, they possessed magic so powerful that they could almost fight the Grand Arcanists, and their innate ability to absorb the life force of all creatures around them and convert it into magic gave them an unmatched advantage over the Great Arcanists of Netherel.

The fertile lands were desolate as they lost their vitality, Sky City crashed one by one due to loss of power, and just as the Nether Empire was falling and Ferrin Demon Aoi was about to rule the world of Feeron, another race born from Chaos, the Saron Spirits, defeated Ferin Demon Aoi and sealed them in the depths of what is now known as the Ainook Desert.

After the war, humanity lost the prosperity of the Nether Empire and returned to the earth, but there was one Sky City that escaped the fate of being destroyed by Felin Demon Aoi, and that was the City of Shadows.

Surrounded by the steep and towering Scimitar Peak Mountains, the only large mountain range in the Anook Desert, a vast and pure lake as an ocean is swirled in dark clouds all year round, the Sea of Shadows, a lake created by the Grand Arcanists of Netherland's legacy from the Netherriel era, suspended above the northern shore of the lake.

Like the Shadow Sea, dark clouds and mist also hovered the Netherworld City all year round, and there were some faintly visible black shadows flickering between the large buildings filled with the opulent and extravagant atmosphere of the ancient Nethrel Empire, these were shadow creatures. After centuries of survival on the Shadow Plane, the descendants of the Netherel have made shadow creatures an integral part of the Netherland.

Harvey Lannister, dressed in black armor and armed with an obsidian spear, formed a patrol team of twelve with his companions to patrol the streets of Netherworld, his spear occasionally reaching out to pick away the overly playful shadow creatures, and then these little ones would recondense their black veil-like bodies in the shadows not far away.

"Boom~Boom~!"

There were no pedestrians on the streets in the early morning except for the patrol, and after Harvey had broken up the shadow creatures that had broken into the main road for the seventh time, the rapid sound of horses' hooves hitting the stony ground could be heard in the distance.

"Harvey, look, it's the shadow horse you've always wanted to buy~"

A translucent steed burst out of the gray-black mist in the distance and approached the patrol at a rapid pace, Harvey fascinated by the smoke of its mane and eyes like red-hot coal.

"It's beautiful, but it's just too expensive, and my salary for a year is not enough to buy a horseshoe. ”

Harvey wiped away his saliva and refocused his gaze on the rider of the shadow horse, his gray robes, a swirling gray mist, and a staff of strange gray shape.

"It's Lord Hajhorna's squire!"

All the members of the patrol immediately recognized the identity of the comer, and then stood respectfully on the side of the road, allowing the rider to gallop by, bringing a chill.

The rider was gone, and the patrol resumed its work for the day, but Harvey's companions were excited by the incident and kept nagging in his ear.

"Harvey, do you see it? it's Lord Hajhorna's direct attendant, I see his gray staff!"

"I saw it too, it's handsome. ”

Perfunctory to the nagging of his companions, Harvey's little head suddenly flashed with his heroic posture of wearing a gray robe, wielding a gray staff, and riding on a ghostly horse.

"If only I could be Lord Hajhorna's squire. ”

The heart of the Netherworld, with its towering minarets and magical statues, is where the entire ruling class of the city live, including the High Lord Teramante Tanshur and his twelve sons. There are six main roads connecting the entire Netherworld City, and now, on the gloomy avenue to the southwest, a Nether's horse is galloping at the urging of the rider on it.

However, the rider stopped under a tall tower on the outskirts of the central area, and then he immediately dismounted, and slapped the lion statue outside the gate without even taking a breath.

"Tell me what you came for, squire!"

The obsidian carved lion suddenly turned into a living thing, the black smoke was its mane, the red gem was his eyes, and a row of silvery-white sharp teeth appeared in the slightly open mouth, and it pushed away the rider's palm on it, staring into his eyes and asked.

"I'm Nicole, the squire in charge of tracking the whereabouts of the three young ladies, and I have something important to report. ”

The attendant who withdrew his palm took off his hood, and a beautiful long hair poured out, a beautiful woman with long flowing hair, who immediately introduced herself and explained her intentions.

"Let her in. ”

The door slowly opened inward, and a middle-aged man's voice came from within, and a tall shadow creature that conjured up the costume worn by the noble butler of the Nethrel Empire was waiting for her in the corridor inside the gate, saluting her slightly, and then turning and leading her to the inside of the tower.

The magical achievements of the Netherel period are famous all over the world, and this tower in the style of that period also applied the very popular internal space expansion spell at the time, the exterior looks like a tower only ten meters in diameter, but the interior has a hall tens of meters in diameter and a series of rooms built around the hall.

Walking down the winding hallway and staircase, the Ghost Butler led her into a laboratory, then bowed slightly and walked sideways.

Nicole observed the laboratory with some blankness, the room full of bottles and jars filled with all kinds of materials and semi-finished products, and a tall test bench in the middle of the middle from some strange color fog from time to time.

"Squire, how long will you have to wait to tell you the news you brought?"

An impatient voice came from behind the test table, and Nicole found the gray figure among the various test utensils on the test table.

"Lord Hajhorna, the magic marks on the three young ladies suddenly disappeared this morning, and we are now working hard to search for them!"

Nicole immediately saluted the gray master and said the news she brought, and obviously the news had a certain shock, the gray figure immediately paused, and then more strange gases suddenly floated out of the test bench, and even turned into a dragon with teeth and claws in the air.

"Go down, I see. ”

Hajhorner leaned out from the test bench and re-immersed herself in the experiment, Nicole glanced up at Hajhorner buried in the test vessel, and respectfully withdrew from the laboratory, where the ghost butler was waiting for her in the corridor outside.

It didn't take long for Hajhorner to drop the last drop of pink liquid into the reagent bottle in his hand, which was constantly changing color, and a puff of smoke came out of the mouth of the reagent bottle and filled the entire laboratory. However, a moment later, the smoke retracted into the reagent bottle at a faster rate, turning into a crystal-like multicolored gem.

"The magic gem potion contains seven spells, including Ice Arrow, Fireball, Vine, Cobweb, Stinky Cloud, Darkness and Enchantment, and those who consume this potion will immediately have seven instantaneous talent spells that are not affected by the web. ”

"But what's the use of me doing this?"

Hajhorner tossed the potion in his hand on the lab bench and walked out of the lab.

Hajhorna, the vice-lord of the Netherworld, is the ruler of the Netherland, the personal messenger and spokesperson of the supreme lord of the city, Tailamant, he is ruthless and scheming,**, but he is also a father.

Rose, Jasmine and Rose are his three daughters, when they entered the shadow plane in the Netherworld, Hajhorner cast a special spell on them, which stalled the growth of the daughters until he returned to the plane of Faeron to unlock the spell, he loved his children so carefully, although as a ruler of the Netherworld City, he was not good at expressing his feelings after becoming a netherish creature, but his love was unquestionable.

Rubbing the black rod in his hand slightly, a trace of black mist was flickering in the tiny grooves formed by him rubbing for countless years, and he called out to his Yin Soul Butler and commanded.

"Pass my orders to recruit new squires, not those who have become shadow creatures, as long as they are still human. I'm going to give them a task, and the person who promises can advance the reward. ”

Beneath the Anook Desert, Kerrigan is unaware that his men have plundered the beloved daughter of the ruler of the Netherlands, and her attention has been drawn to the world behind the walls.

Behind that wall of beetles, there was another city.

Countless huge insects move and reproduce in the city, and their armor is made up of delicate and sturdy carapaces, and the physique of more than one elephant gives them incomparable strength, and judging by their behavior, there is definitely a certain amount of wisdom. A greedy ** suddenly welled up in Kairigan's heart, she wanted to incorporate the genes of these insects into the Zerg system, which could make her Zerg stronger.

Cthun, the god of the Ferin Demon Flower, has silently used his divine power to transform a small insect in the desert during the thousands of years of captivity, and he has endowed them with wisdom and strength to serve as the descendants and protectors of the Ferin Demon Flower, who have been accumulating strength for thousands of years, waiting for the day when the Wall of the Beetle will be broken.

Even without the appearance of Kerrigan, Cthun would only have to wait for thousands of years to break through the wall of beetles and return to his kingdom of God with his own strength, but thousands of years is an extremely long time for even a god, and he doesn't want to wait any longer.

"Go ahead, I'll be waiting for you at the last temple of the city. ”

Without the barrier of the beetle wall, Cthun's mind could easily penetrate into Krean's mind, even if she used psionic energy to block it, it was useless, Kreengan immediately stepped this ** deep into the bottom of his heart, not letting Cthun find out.

Perhaps at the right time, this ** will sprout again and grow into a giant tree. (To be continued.) )