As soon as he walked out of the cave where he was having fun with the tiger butterfly, Alda's body underwent a strange change.

His fair and smooth skin gradually darkened, and finally turned into a deep black like night, and his black skin turned into a smooth chitin carapace, wriggling around his body, turning into a gorgeous set of armor that exuded the evil spirit of the forest. Hou has an inch of armor that grows directly from Alda's body, not only is the defense amazing, but because of the relationship with flesh and blood, the armor fits perfectly with all parts of his body, and it will not affect his activities in the slightest.

The black carapace spread all the way to Alda's face, enveloping his entire skull.

Soon, Alda became a high-level demon Moon Demon in the Demon Battle Mode. On weekdays, the Moon Demon is just like Alda just now, with huge curved horns and one or two or three pairs of flesh wings, but once it is demonized during the battle, it will become this pure devilish appearance that is not at all similar to humans.

With a low cold snort, powerful magic fluctuations spread out in all directions, and dozens of elite warriors dressed in stone armor outside the cave fell to one knee in fear. These battle eyebrows all had a round of cyan crescent moon patterns flickering, and they were all controlled by Alda's soul, and life and death were completely controlled by him.

Hundreds of small, unscrupulous demons and cave people who were working naked and naked fell to their knees in horror, their foreheads pressed tightly to the ground. They didn't dare to look up at Alda, even a sneak glance could bring them extinction.

Alda glanced at the warriors who fell to the ground on one knee, and snorted coldly: "Get up!"

The cyan patterns on the warriors' eyebrows flickered for a moment, and then they all stood up. Alda glanced at these warriors a little confused, and scolded in a low voice: "Moon Demon, Moon Demon, but where does this 'moon' word come from? Father said that there is no celestial body called the moon in the earth world, so what is the origin of this blue moon demon pattern?"

Looking at his subordinates in confusion, Alda shook his head, and the huge fleshy wings behind him puffed up a gust of wind, holding his body into a black afterimage and flying towards the height of the cave. Alda flew extremely fast, and in the blink of an eye, he flew to the highest point of the cave about eight hundred meters above the ground, and then walked forward along a narrow rock crevice.

At the end of the rock crevice, which was several miles long, was a small stone cave, and a golden sword seemed to be made of gold, but if you looked closely, it was a long sword that was purely condensed by divine power and inserted in front of the door of the cave, releasing a faint halo that enveloped the entire cave.

Ignoring the sword, Alda swaggered through the curtain of light. The cave immediately became bright, and it could be seen that the stone walls of the cave were inlaid with magic gems with large pieces of divine patterns, and these divine patterns combined became an impregnable cage.

Because of Alda's entry, certain prohibitions in the cage were triggered, and an invisible pressure diffused in all directions. Alda didn't feel the slightest bit of pressure, but the old man in black in the cage trembled and snorted softly.

In the middle of the cave is a golden pillar of light, which has sunk into the ground and the roof of the cave, and I don't know how long this pillar of light extends. From the pillar of light, three chains the thickness of little fingers stretched out, piercing the shoulders and back bones of the old man in black. The three chains almost grew into one with the old man's body, and when the divine pattern lit up, the old man's body trembled for a while, and it could be seen that his shoulders and lumbar vertebrae were dyed pale gold by the golden divine light from the chains, and a large amount of light flow in his body was rapidly extracted by the chains.

With long black hair scattered behind him, a long white face without the slightest blood, a thumb-sized red flesh mole in the center of his eyebrows, and every hair on his body full of evil aura, the old man in black put down a scroll made of thin leather in his hand, and squinted at Alda: "Son, what are you doing here? Every time you come, I have to suffer a lot, who do you provoke?"

Arda didn't say a word, he walked over to a small teleportation circle in the corner of the cavern, and then gave the abutment of the circle made of gold a hard kick.

The teleportation circle shuddered and with a low hum, a fine bottle of wine and a large chunk of fragrant black pepper steak, a white bread with raisins, and a blue cheese appeared out of thin air from within the teleportation circle.

"I knew that those magic sticks always give you good food and drink!"

Alda winked mischievously at the old man, then picked up the delicacies and walked to the stone table beside the old man and sat down, rubbed his hands seriously, and asked the old man very seriously: "Are you not hungry?

The old man spread his hands helplessly: "Okay, Alda, my child, you eat, eat!"

Alda swallowed a mouthful of saliva and then pounced on the food in front of her like a hungry wolf. He drank two pounds of wine in one sip, then opened his mouth and swallowed a large steak weighing a pound and a half into his belly in three bites. Then he wiped out the blue cheese and white bread in two or two strokes, and finally he grabbed one of the raisins that was left on the plate, and after a moment's hesitation, shoved the raisin into the old man's mouth.

Happily chewing on the raisins that Aldase had given him, the old man suddenly sighed faintly.

"Poor Alda, if this is in the surface world, if my Soul God Cult hadn't been attacked by the church because of the traitor's betrayal, if I hadn't been imprisoned here by the Caesar Empire and the church because of the traitor's betrayal, how could you be so greedy for such a trivial thing?"

Gently stroking Alda's corner, the old man's eyes narrowed, and a murderous green light flashed in his eyes.

"Don't give me a chance to get out of here, I'll make those godheads and traitors pay. Arda, Alda, my child, what is the matter with you coming here? I said that every time you enter the prison, a large part of the power I have managed to accumulate will be extracted, and you should not come in too often. ”

Alda licked the fragrant black pepper juice at the corner of her mouth, squinted her eyes and said, "That King of the Black Abyss, you know!"

The old man smiled, and he shook his head disdainfully: "That self-proclaimed king of the black abyss, self-righteous little guy, does he dare to come to the Chaos Cave to trouble you? Then lure him here, and I will let him know that a little poor worm who has just stepped into the realm of saints, in the face of a saint like me, he is just a poor worm that can be strangled to death!"

Alda spread her hands: "No, father, that guy is dead!"

The old man's hands trembled, and he almost threw the scroll out of his hand.

He glared at Alda angrily, and frowned a little puzzled: "It's impossible, although he has just stepped into the Holy Realm, but he has at least a thousand years of life, this guy is still young, how can he die?"

Alda shrugged her shoulders: "Who knows? Maybe it was killed alive by a woman? Anyway, I was almost ...... by Tiger Butterfly in the past two months."

The old man stared at Alda sternly, his gaze like a blade stabbing Alda's face in pain. Alda was so frightened that she closed her mouth, not daring to tell the old man about the absurd life she and Tiger Butterfly had lived for the past two months. He gently rubbed his sore waist and said with a dry smile: "Anyway, he died, so the Black Abyss Market was in chaos." Doesn't that guy have five big bosses? Now they're in the nest!"

After staring at Alda fiercely for a long time, the old man said faintly, "Of course. The unknown little mage, who claimed to be the king of the abyss, self-righteously set some messy rules for the abyss...... If it weren't for the fact that we, the real heretical powerhouses, were imprisoned in the divine prison, he would have been crushed to pieces long ago. ”

Snorting disdainfully, the old man shook his head and said, "Stupid thing, I really don't know what he wants to do." Is it meaningful to dominate the side of the Black Abyss Divine Prison? Those weak and incompetent guys are raised like captive animals, and the truly strong will be imprisoned in the real Black Abyss Divine Prison like us. If he doesn't work hard to accumulate strength and try to break the ban and escape from here, what does he want to do?"

After sneering a few times, the old man glanced at Alda: "So, that tiger butterfly, that tiger goblin, what do you want to do?"

Alda looked at the old man in surprise: "Do you know that she is a tiger goblin?"

The old man snorted coldly, a small flash of fire flashed in his fingertips, and Alda suddenly screamed, as if he had been caught by a thunderbolt, and jumped up and down in the cave for a long time.

After giving Alda a little hardship, the old man sneered: "If I didn't even know what woman was lying on my son's bed, then I would have died a long time ago."

Tell me, is that woman who has all of her elite subordinates captured by someone wants to use your power to capture the Black Abyss Market?"

Alda looked at the old man with a bitter face and nodded: "I once promised that as long as the woman I fancy accompanies me for a month, I will agree to all their reasonable requests!"

The old man was silent for a while, and a black-green mist gradually rose from his body.

After a long time, he nodded slowly: "Let those little bad demons and cave people go to fight the vanguard, these things multiply extremely fast, and no matter how many deaths and injuries there are, it will not be painful." My strength can't leave the Divine Prison for ten miles, so ...... You have to take care of your own safety. If the Black Abyss Market is captured, let Tiger Butterfly be a puppet, and the actual control must be in your hands. ”

Narrowing his slender eyes, the old man said indifferently, "That King of the Black Abyss is dead? is really dead?"

With a sneer, the old man shook his head gently: "I don't believe it...... The Black Abyss Market is the core of the Black Abyss Suppression Divine Array, you control it, if someone fights with you, just retreat to observe the situation. ”

"I still don't believe he's really dead!" (To be continued)