Vincent stood on the black soil and looked out at the city of Baihara in the distance.

After leaving the city, after five or six days of trekking, he finally arrived here.

The city of mankind is located at the top of the peak of Mount Baihara and is named after it, and it is evident that the scenery around it was once extremely beautiful, but now it has become decadent and ugly.

In the middle of the city, that huge pillar of blood-colored light was particularly conspicuous, attracting wind and clouds, and his expression was moved.

"This is the passage of the world. ”

Vincent thought to himself and stepped forward.

Since the city was on the top of a hill, his path to the city of Baihara was a slope, so it didn't feel very comfortable to walk.

The sky was gradually becoming overcast, and the clouds were thick, and it seemed that it was about to fall into a torrential rain.

And in the direction of the city, a thick black curtain suddenly rose.

Its color is far darker than that of the dark clouds, and it brings a whistling sound, which is earth-shattering, and its momentum is even going to penetrate the world.

That's tens of thousands of batwing demons.

In the face of this prestige, Vincent's face remained unchanged, and he still took a step forward.

Soon, there was a concussive sound on the ground.

The sound was very regular, as if a huge creature was moving forward, causing a tremor that made the stones and dirt on the ground tremble as a result.

Soon, a huge earthy yellow humanoid appeared on the side of the city wall, causing puffs of wind and dust.

Behind it, there are nearly sixty rock giants.

The sound of these creatures was extremely immense, and the momentum was like a continuous mountain peak, but Vincent only looked up and glanced at it.

Then, it moved forward at the same speed.

The expression on his face didn't even make any fluctuations, just trudging upwards step by step, and nothing seemed to stop him.

With huge eyes staring at the tiny human, Tsimiro couldn't help but feel a little interested in his heart.

Is this the human warlock that the Batwing Demon calls the Dreadlord?

And at this time. The sound of the wind agitating sounded next to it.

A dark-skinned goblin the size of a palm approached.

Zimiro twisted his neck, and the gray dust shook off in large chunks, and his attention shifted to the goblin next to him.

"Fairy, you're here too. ”

"Well, I'll take a look at what kind of person the legendary Dreadlord is. ”

The goblin shook his head slightly, his face very solemn, "Now, I see it." ”

"How does it feel?"

"Very strong, no. It should be said that I have never seen such a powerful human warlock. ”

The dark-skinned goblin spoke, his voice trembling slightly, "You know my talent, I can sense the strength of living beings, in this human being, I seem to see a round of golden sun immersed in the sea of death, extremely hot at the same time, there is also a terror that makes the hearts of living beings palpitate. ”

"Is that so?"

This time. A yellow-skinned kobold walked over with a look of surprise on his face.

In its hand, it holds a gold-colored square-handled scepter with a snow-colored gem on it. There was a faint chilly aura.

"That's right, kobold. ”

The goblin looked at the humans below and muttered, "This guy." We're going to have to deal with it. ”

"Rock giants, kobolds, hmm. There are actually black goblins, it's really lively, so, where are the human warlocks?"

As he walked, Vincent looked at the majestic city and thought to himself.

In the sky, the hundreds of thousands of batwing demons flapped their wings, and their voices became more and more manic, and the noise was extremely loud, but none of them dared to come down and attack him.

Even though these infernal creatures are so numerous, they don't have the courage to do so.

The name of the Dreaded Demon King made the Bat Wing Demon extremely cautious and did not dare to be wanton.

After a while, dozens of figures floated into the city.

Among them, there are men and women, and more than a dozen of them have broken through to the Silver Realm, but their breath is unstable, revealing the unique aura of hellfire, presumably because of the breakthrough not long ago.

Flying in the sky for a while, the human warlocks saw Vincent's figure and whispered.

"Oh, human beings are so filthy and dark that even their own people can betray them. ”

On the ground, the rock giant Zimiro uttered a sentence in disdain.

It hates humanity and traitors even more.

The huge sound was released, rippling and spreading in the sky, and when dozens of people heard it, most of them had flat faces, as if they hadn't heard anything, and some were thin-skinned and had a look of indignation on their faces, but they didn't dare to come down and reason with the rock giants, they just flew on it.

"It's weak. ”

Seeing this, the rock giant shouted again, and his voice was even louder.

The warlock who betrayed the Terrans ignored Tsimero's cynicism, and after talking for a while, they flew down in unison and approached Vincent.

They seemed to feel that such a large number of Silver Realm powerhouses could intimidate Vincent and make him dare not make a move.

"Are you a warlock in the Academy? I think it is, don't come any closer, or you'll die." ”

A warlock said so intimidatingly.

"Intruder, stop your movements, or you can't take on what is coming next. ”

One man had a hideous face and shouted loudly.

"Warlock, go back, this is not the place you should be. ”

Another person is enthusiastic about building yì for him.

These thirty or forty warlocks kept talking and chattering, but no one dared to take the first step, as if they had all become kind elders, the ones in front of education.

However, the man never spoke.

He just walked forward step by step, ignoring the warlocks above who were moving with him.

It's ironic to say that even if these human warlocks were talking to him, they were separated by a distance of hundreds of meters, for fear that the other party would rise up and kill them.

In the city of Baihara, however, Tsimiro gave a mocking sneer.

More than forty warlocks, in the face of a legendary Dreaded Demon King, didn't even have the courage to take the lead, and only dared to put a mouth cannon a hundred meters away, is this the so-called human powerhouse?

It's so ironic!

Laughing and laughing, Tsimira's laughter gradually subsided.

However, this Dreadlord is really strong.

In the face of hundreds of thousands of bat-winged demons, dozens of rock giants, as well as himself and these creatures next to him, he still dared to walk towards it, his face remained unchanged, and the bearing and strength of this human made it feel admired.

"However, it is precisely because of the assassination that such a strong person is qualified to die in my hands. ”

Tsimiro's gaze grew colder and colder, staring at the humans who were still walking in the distance.

And at this moment, the dark clouds in the sky have gathered into a piece, boundless.

Suddenly, I saw a white lightning bolt crack through the clouds, and then a rumbling thunder struck.

This city, which has been sinking into hellish creatures for a long time, has finally ushered in the washing of the torrential rain. (To be continued......)