Above the pond is a cave with a diameter of more than 30 meters and a height of more than 2,000 meters.

This is the deepest level of the Black Abyss Divine Prison and the only passage to the outside world. At this moment, a huge hanging basket was slowly descending, and the one hundred and twenty fanatics on the hanging basket were standing in a phalanx, reciting the precepts of the god of punishment in unison.

For these fanatics, every time they enter the lowest level of the Black Abyss Divine Prison, it is uncomfortable, just like a person with a habit of cleanliness walks into a large dung pit, and they feel uncomfortable. The lowest level of the Black Abyss Divine Hell is a place where the air is full of sin, these pious, holy, pure fanatics, they don't like it.

The hot and cold winds whistled up from below, this wind was caused by the special topography of the Black Abyss Divine Prison, and the wind blew the hanging basket, making the hanging basket descend very slowly. It is precisely because of this strong wind that the fanatical believers often push the arrested heretics down from the heights, and their bodies are held up by the wind, so that they will not fall to their deaths.

If it weren't for the sake of maintaining the solemnity and dignity of the fanatical believers in front of the heretics, they would not obediently sit in the hanging basket and jump off like those heretics who have been dropped, which is the quickest and most convenient way.

The basket swayed slightly, and a dim light appeared below, apparently approaching the pool. The leader of the group, the little leader of the fanatic, let out a low shout, and everyone began to check their armor and weapons. Of course, it's just a routine check, and no one takes it seriously, Bi Jing has been here for so many years, although there are occasional mad heretics who want to escape from here, but no one has ever been stupid enough to do this kind of thing in front of fanatical believers.

Within the control range of the suppression of the divine array, the fanatical believers can borrow the power of the gods at any time, and no matter how powerful the heretics are, they will be caught with their hands tied up, and they cannot be the opponents of the fanatical believers. Countless bloody repressions have made the heretics much more perverse, and there has been no escape from prison for many years.

So there's nothing to be nervous about, just straighten your armor and cheer everyone up, that's enough.

The hanging basket was still more than two hundred meters away from the water, and suddenly Xuanlan's crazy laughter came: "Husen, you stingy fellow, give me a hundred cows, otherwise I won't let your people come down again! Hmph, give me cows, otherwise, you don't want to do anything."

A large palm appeared directly below the passage, and a faint blue light filled the entire passage.

Before the fanatics on the gondola could figure out what was going on, the water was stirred by a huge magical force, and it roared upwards like a tidal wave. With the roar of the pool, a huge wave of water rushed up and sent the gondola up hundreds of meters high.

The wind and the water mixed together, turning into a terrifying water dragon basket full of infinite power, the fanatics on the basket could not stand on their feet, they staggered into a ball, and then a strong cold air whistled up, the pool water suddenly froze, and a houhou ice block of three or four hundred meters sealed the entrance and exit of the lowest layer of the Black Abyss Divine Prison.

The dizzy fanatics who crashed into the gondola dumbfounded at the ice beneath them, blue and glowing with blinding magical light. This is the ice that the Frost Giant has frozen with his racial innate ability, which is several times harder than ordinary ice, and it is almost comparable to the strength of steel, and it is not easy to break through such a hard and ugly layer of ice.

There was a loud inquiry from the exit above, and a hearty roar came out clearly: "What's going on down there? Why did the gondola stop? Hey, what the hell is going on? Lord Hazen?"

The little leader of the fanatic believers, who was frozen and had goosebumps all over his body, raised his head and shouted with all his strength: "That frost giant Xuanlan is crazy again, he said that he would give him a hundred cows, otherwise he won't let us go down! It should be that Lord Husson doesn't know what dispute has happened with him, this guy suddenly went crazy!"

"Holy!" the fanatic above slapped his head in annoyance.

They weren't worried about Hassan's safety, as long as Hasson borrowed the power of the gods, his strength was comparable to that of a Saint Realm warrior. In the Black Abyss Divine Prison, all the Beings who might threaten Hasen were imprisoned in the Divine Prison and could not move, and the other holy realms were weakened to the extreme by the special prohibition of the Black Abyss, and they were completely a group of ordinary old men and old women.

With Hasen's strength, unless someone can kill Hasen in an instant, what can happen to Hasen?

It's just that Hasen didn't know what to say to Xuanlan's frost giant, which caused Xuanlan's anger, so he blocked this passage. The Frost Giants have always been associated with negative words such as temperamental, savage, and tyrannical, and it is not surprising that they do anything, even if it is a half-starved Frost Giant, it is also a Frost Giant!

Gathered at the entrance of the cave above, there are more than 2,000 fanatics of the Legion of Zeatic, whose brains have been replaced by their devotion to the gods, they are powerful warriors, devout believers, but they have never been highly intelligent and able to adapt to the situation.

Several group leader-level fanatics gathered together and grunted their little brains out for a while, and then they sent an emissary to rush back to the battle fort where they were stationed to report to the other three division commanders of Hasen's position.

Since they couldn't get in touch with Hasson, and these fanatics didn't know what they should do, they 'wisely' chose to leave the problem to their superiors and let the people above decide what they should do!

The messenger ran wildly through the wide cavern, and soon came to the tall wall that divided the entire cavern in two.

After rigorous identity verification and complex cross-examination, the emissary was released into the city. By the time the gates of the city were opened, a quarter of an hour had passed when the messenger entered the city. Then, surrounded by a crowd of fanatics, the messenger strode towards the main hall in the middle of the battle fortress.

In charge of garrisoning this fort were the four divisions of the Crazy Faith Legion led by Hassen and three other division commanders, with a total strength of more than 45,000 men. According to common sense, when Hasen was ordered by the elders to inspect the lower part of the Divine Prison, there should be a division commander sitting in the main hall of the council to respond at any time.

But since more than a year ago, after Hasen and Lin Qi secretly connected to the line, Hasen took the initiative to take over all the daily affairs of the battle castle. He was personally responsible for the patrol and daily defense of the fort, and he handled all the tedious things. This is in order to facilitate himself to obtain those precious raw materials from Lin Qi once every three months, so he takes the initiative to take charge of daily affairs.

The other three division commanders saw that everything had been taken care of by Hasen for more than a year, so they happily left it alone. Unlike Husen, who was born into a powerful family in the church, the other three division leaders all climbed from ordinary fanatics to this position step by step, and they were real fanatics who knew nothing but devotion to God.

So today, when Hasson went to inspect the prison under the orders of the elders, Hasan did not inform the other three division commanders, and these three pious warriors returned to their penance room after a little patrol in the battle fort for a while, just like the past year or so, and knelt in front of the divine tattoo of the god of punishment, and devoutly abused their own ** penance.

The messenger who had been ordered to report did not find the division commander who should be on duty in the main hall, and then they searched around the battle fort.

This time, more than half an hour was wasted.

Then these fanatical believers finally had the courage to come to the penance room where the three division leaders retreated and practiced penance, but the divine power fluctuations coming from the ascetic room were so pure and powerful, the three division leaders were immersed in their own indescribable spiritual world, and they couldn't tell the difference between thunder and lightning in the outside world, unless they took the initiative to get out of the penance state, or they were mortally attacked, they would not wake up from this state.

But who would dare to stab the three division commanders in the back of the heart?

At least these fanatics don't dare.

So they stayed outside the penance for a while, and finally they had no choice but to learn from the strengths of others and brainstorm a solution that was not a way -- since that bastard Xuanlan wanted a hundred cows, then let's give him a hundred cows!

These ordinary fanatics didn't know why the elders wanted them to inspect the Divine Prison, and they didn't understand how much the Solar Eclipse had to do with the Black Abyss Divine Prison. Hasan knew how much of an impact the eclipse would have on the Black Abyss Divine Prison, but only he and the three division commanders knew.

Zealots are the best warriors, that's all! It is enough for them to fight valiantly, and they don't need to know much else, which will make their devout beliefs confusing, they just need to believe in the gods and fight fearlessly against heretics!

Therefore, when the people of the underground world saw an extra dark shadow on the side of the sun, at the bottom of the Black Abyss Divine Prison, those devout and fearless fanatics, were driving out ninety bulls from the beast pen of their battle fortress, all the way to the entrance of the lowest layer.

There were only ninety bulls, and the rest were cows and small cows. The fanatics are still having a headache, they don't have a lot of brains and no other thoughts are churning in their heads, they are just hesitating, how can they get this damn guy Xuanlan to let go of the passage? Or tell him that there are only ninety bulls in the pen now, and that he will be able to make up for it in a few days?

Hesitantly, these fanatics have wasted the last hour or so before the eclipse.

They lost the last and best opportunity to stop Lin Qi and the others from acting. (To be continued)