The black robe has wide sleeves, and there is no eye under the hood, only a swirling mist.

The evil god "Death Knell" strode forward, his heavy cloak dragging on the ground, and the sky was full of clouds, which seemed to echo his steps, gradually lowering and approaching.

Exhausted, Barnalgomo straightened his back again. A few strands of loose hair fell from his forehead, and his handsome face, which was almost demonic, looked pale and weak. But the expression of the Fire Demon King was still as calm as water, he folded his hands on his chest, and his burgundy eyes showed a look of alertness.

Amosic's reaction was a little greater, and the demon dragon raised its two heads and let out a "hiss" threatening sound, and the threat he felt from the comer was no worse than that of the demon king Sodan .

"Deathbell" let out a low laugh and slowly stopped about a hundred meters in front of them.

It was a gesture of goodwill, and Amosic and Barnalgomo looked at each other and breathed a sigh of relief. After a long battle, they had no strength left to deal with a new and powerful enemy.

"The Fire Demon King Banargomo, the Two-Headed Demon Dragon Amosic, and the Great Demon King Sodan......" the old man smiled with interest, "The three of them are all top powerhouses in the Purgatory Abyss, and it is very rare for them to appear at the same time." ”

"Your Excellency?" Barnalgomo squinted slightly, looking sideways.

"I live in the 'Fortress of Sorrows' to the west," the old man said with a smile pointing to the west, "so the two of you are neighbors." ”

"Your Excellency, you should be one of them, right?" Amosic suddenly interjected, "a guest from the Otherworld. ”

"Why, is the Purgatory Demon also the guardian of this world?" the old man asked bluntly without denying it.

After a short silence, the three strong men laughed at the same time. The tense atmosphere in the field was suddenly eased.

"What the world has become has nothing to do with us demons. Banargomo leaned against the dragon's side and said indifferently.

"Then there is no need for us to conflict," the old man casually glanced at the demon king Suo Dan next to him. "But your friend, do you have a different opinion?"

After this period of fierce fighting, the Demon King Sodan seemed to have exhausted all his strength and was quietly suspended in mid-air. But perhaps, this means that the battle situation in the sea of souls has been decided.

"Believe me, his hatred for this world is definitely no less than that of Your Excellency. Banargomo replied indifferently, "And I have never understood what hatred you have for this world." ”

"No love or hatred, it's just instinct," said the old man, nodding slightly, "since that's the case, then leave it at that." If you have time to spare, welcome to the 'Fortress of Sorrows'. ”

"Your Excellency, walk slowly. Barnalgomo made a farewell gesture. As for the "Fortress of Sorrows", he will not go to it if he is killed.

The old man turned to leave, his steps heavy, dragging mud and water, but each step was rising, and he stepped on the invisible staircase. Up to the clouds.

"He has big plans. After a long time, the Fire Demon King suddenly spoke.

"Does it have anything to do with you or me?" Amosic looked up at the sky with one head and turned to look at him.

"Of course not," Barnalgomo pouted, repeating. "We are demons, not guardians of this world. ”

At the same time, the crow chariot turned around and flew back to the west.

For the "death knell" who likes to control the overall situation, it is rare to tolerate this kind of variable, right under their noses. But when Ventroff cautiously asked this question, the old man just smiled, shook his head and replied, "If you want to fully control the body of the Great Demon King, it will take at least a month or two, and by that time, the dust will be settled." ”

The chariot flew to the southwest, and after only a few dozen miles, the "death knell" gave the order to land. The dirty brown-robed man crept into the chariot, while Ventrov subconsciously shrank into the corner.

"Big brother," the man saw "Death Knell" and immediately nodded his head, "During this period of time, there have been frequent legendary-level demons entering and exiting the portal, according to the information I have inquired, the Great Demon King Sodan has returned, and infighting has broken out in the Purgatory Abyss, and the Fire Demon King and the Two-Headed Demon Dragon are not opponents, so they have to use the portal to entangle with them......"

"Well, you're doing a good job. The evil god "Deathbell" listened patiently, and waved his hand to pop out a gray-black mist. The brown-robed man, or the evil god "mud", swallowed one mouthful, and his greasy face showed a look of satisfaction.

He was forbidden by the "death knell" in his body, and he had to ingest the death qi given by the other party every once in a while, otherwise he would be counterattacked. And the breath of death inhaled will strengthen the strength of the original prohibition, making him completely become a slave of the "death knell" in such a cycle.

"Don't fight the 'bed bug' idea, I still have a use. Seeing that he kept glancing at Ventroff in the corner, "Deathbell" admonished, and immediately ordered Jersey Val to drive back to the "Fortress of Sorrows".

As they reached the edge of the Necronomicon Wilderness, another evil god arrived.

The small blood-red bat, which flew from the south, circled a few times, landed on the chariot, and turned into a vague phantus.

The old man in the red dress, Duke Van Sinkel of the Empire of Buyada, came here as a doppelganger because of his important position.

"Lord, according to your command, all the deployments have been completed. The evil god "bat" bowed down and saluted. Judging by his title, his status is much higher than that of "sludge" and "bed bug".

Deathstroke nodded in satisfaction, giving him the same breath of death. Van Schinkel reached out and took it, swallowing it gracefully, as if he were eating at a court banquet.

"It's time to come, it's all here," the evil god "Deathknell" ordered in a deep voice, "go back and make the final preparations." ”

The Crow Chariot headed west, and soon reached the "Fortress of Sorrows". The old man in the black cloak stood at the top of the pavilion in the city, holding the dim lantern in his palm.

Below him, first on the left, the Nightmare Knight Jersey stood with a gun, gray hair, but unmatched. Next to him, there was a barbarian girl in the armor of the ink crystal, the Valkyrie Alvet of the "Dead Soul Country", behind the hideous armor, a pair of eyes were as black as ink.

Opposite them were the three gods of the underworld. A blood-red robe, the "bat" has the functions of "degenerate" and "bloodthirsty". The "mud" of the brown robe is "corrupt" and "dirty". and the "bedbug" in the black mage robe, with the functions of "cowardice" and "obscenity".

The evil god "Death Knell", who controls "death" and "despair", stands solemnly on a high platform, watching the mountains and rivers, full of pride.

... (To be continued......)

PS: (One more for now.) ）