Volume 8: Ending, Chapter 855: Dark Demon Realm (Part 1)
The dusk in the secret realm is also the dusk in the continent.
At this time, Ekaterina likes to sit on the big rock in front of the cliff and look into the distance under the clouds.
At this time, Odysseus (Goodwin) would always stand not far away, looking at that charming figure with fascination.
Today is no exception.
It wasn't until the clouds in the sky cleared that Odysseus (Goodwin) walked behind Yekaterina. Yekaterina floated up, turned around and said with a smile:
"I know my body hasn't recovered yet and I can't catch cold. Okay, okay, don't repeat it again. You have to say this ten times every day!"
Odysseus (Goodwin) smiled, but the faint smile soon disappeared and was replaced by melancholy.
Ekaterina was very smart and immediately sensed his abnormality and said: "What's wrong with you? Do you have something to say to me?"
"Yeah..." Odysseus (Goodwin) sighed, hesitated for a long time, and then said: "Ekaterina, I'm afraid you have to take care of yourself from now on..."
Catherine looked at Odysseus (Goodwin) with a pair of green eyes, quietly waiting for his next words.
Odysseus (Goodwin) looked at her dreamingly, and then said for a moment: "Before I left, the Dark Demon Realm was already in the middle of a war. It was a war between the entire Dark Demon Realm and the heavenly army!
Just now, I heard a call, the Demon King's call to all the dark demons.
The war in the Dark Demon Realm must have reached its final moment. As the noblest Dark Demon Clan, I must not sit idly by and ignore the final battle. So, Ekaterina, forgive me, I want to return to the Dark Demon Clan.
The Dark Demon World has gone to join the war."
Odysseus (Goodwin) is a noble spy hidden in the main plane of the Dark Demon Tribe. He goes by the alias Odysseus and serves in the Principality of the Shire, reaching the rank of deputy leader of the Knights of the Silver Hand.
After the failure of the final battle, Odysseus (Goodwin) did not return to the Shire and return to the establishment. Instead, he wrote a letter to the Grand Duchess Fiona and resigned from the position of deputy leader of the Knights of the Silver Hand.
During this period of time, Odysseus (Goodwin), oh, no, Odysseus has been accompanying Catherine.
Yekaterina smiled softly and said: "War is a man's eternal destination, so you can go with peace of mind and don't worry about me. Although my body has not recovered, I will soon complete plane meditation. No one can bully me."
To mine.”
"Ekaterina, you..." Odysseus (Goodwin) opened his mouth, but nothing came out.
He wanted to ask Ekaterina to go to the dark world with her, but the gentle but firm look in her green eyes said everything.
Odysseus (Goodwin) looked at Catherine deeply, and in that look, there seemed to be a thousand words.
But in the end, he just let out a loud roar and turned around immediately!
The bleak and lonely figure disappeared into the distance in an instant, but Qingyue's high-pitched whistle still echoed in the nine heavens and lingered for a long time.
Yekaterina looked at the direction where his figure disappeared, with a faint layer of mist in her green eyes.
Before I knew it, night had fallen.
A wisp of wind swirled, then suddenly accelerated, and entered Iros's nostrils.
The pungent sulfur gas was blown in the wind, and there were bursts of sour odor. Occasionally, there would be a faint aroma.
Iros tasted the breath of the wind carefully, and then looked at the ground under his feet. The ground was a dark red hard earth that occasionally showed through the deep black.
What he stepped on was the ground of the Dark Demon Realm!
The dark red sky, the distant place shrouded in clouds and mist, the vast river flowing with thick magma...
Everything is exactly the same as the Dark Demon Realm that Iros knows. Although it is his first time to set foot in the Dark Demon Realm, the scene of the Dark Demon Realm has already been engraved in Iros's mind.
Because the Dark Demon Realm is so similar to Hell and the Abyss.
The only thing that didn't match what I remembered was the occasional wisp of fragrance in the wind.
Iros was a little confused. These waves of fragrance seemed like they should not belong here. They were very similar to the smell of angels. Iros even suspected that these fragrances were emitted by the broken bodies of angels.
The dark demonic world is extremely vast. Even if the breath of angel blood lingers for a long time, how many angels must fall if they want to leave such a clear fragrance in the wind?
Could it be that the war in the dark demon world has developed to this point?
In the wind of the dark demon world, a drop of blood fell, and a small bloody flower splashed at the feet of Iros.
At this time, Iros was covered in cuts and bruises, with several wounds so deep that his bones were visible, and his clothes had completely turned into a ball of rags, wrapped around his body haphazardly.
Iros smiled bitterly. He did not expect that the passage leading to the dark demon world would be so difficult to walk. In a short period of time, even his strong body could not withstand the cutting of the powerful and ever-changing force field, and finally turned into this
Vice appearance.
The wounds on Iros's body kept squirming, trying to heal on their own, but no matter how hard they tried, they could not seal the wounds. Instead, with every squirming, blood would continue to seep out.
In the dark demon world, everything is so familiar and yet so strange.
Iros stood quietly on the land of the Dark Demon Realm, like a statue.
To sum it up, Iros has already been to hell, the abyss, and the kingdom of the two goddesses, and has a rich understanding of the rules and regulations of different spaces. However, the dark demon world is still a brand new experience for him.
The rules here are simple but powerful, and all the powers are extremely intense, as if they want to express their existence in an explosive and extreme way.
Because of this, it has become extremely difficult for Elos's body to heal itself, and there is even no way to heal it at all.
The rules here are power and destruction, so simple.
Standing on the land of the Dark Demon Realm, Iros finally understood the special features of this plane and why the Dark Demon Clan admired power and had a powerful body.
In this plane where it is extremely difficult to heal but very easy to gain strength, offense is the best defense, and a strong body is the guarantee of survival.
Iros raised his eyes and looked around. At the end of his vision, there was nothing but desolation.
In an instant, he suddenly understood why cooperation among the Dark Demon Clan was so difficult.
In this extremely desolate world, where life and food are so scarce, the violent and powerful Dark Demons naturally do not like to cooperate.
For some reason, Iros suddenly thought of Aldeni. This woman from the Dark Demon Clan had unparalleled grace and extraordinary strength. However, Aldeni's appearance was ordinary, and it was even difficult for people to remember her.
But her gentleness and magnanimity are like the gentle spring breeze, which can impress people without even realizing it.
When Iros thinks of Alderne, he is reminded of the reason why she lost all her magic power.
Although Iros has placed her in a safe place, Iros knows deeply that power is everything to the Dark Demon Clan. Alderni who has lost her magic power is like a flower that has lost its soil. Although her smile is still there, she is...
The earth is withering away day by day.
In fact, to this day, Iros still doesn't understand why she risked her life to save him, but Iros knows that Alderni's heart is with the Dark Demon Realm, and she hopes that he can help the Dark Demon Clan survive.
But can he help her achieve this wish?
Iros smiled bitterly. He came to the Dark Demon Realm just to harvest the Godhead. Beings with Godhead must be crucial to the Dark Demon Clan who are in the midst of a full-scale war. If he harvests the Godhead, it will have a great impact on the war of the entire Dark Demon Clan.
One can imagine the impact.
But she needs divinity.
Iros sighed softly and said secretly: "I'm sorry..."
From the beginning to the end, the ground in the Dark Demon Realm was trembling slightly.
Iros stood alone on the endless land of the Dark Demon Realm. He stood there for an unknown amount of time before slowly opening his eyes.
All the wounds on his body have healed!
Iros took long strides, one step at a time, and ran towards the direction of the trembling like flying.
Iros can fly and teleport, but he likes to run, and he likes the feeling of running even more.
Every time his feet stepped heavily on the ground of the Dark Demon Realm, a strange feeling would be transmitted from the soles of his feet into his heart. With every step he took, he would learn a little more about the Dark Demon Realm.
And running into the wind will always make his cold blood slowly boil!
Because he knows that ahead is the battlefield of the decisive battle between the Dark Demon Clan and the Heaven Realm, and what he has to do is to harvest the one being with godhead among the Ten Thousand Angels and the Dark Demon Clan!
No matter whether that existence is the Demon King, an angel, or an agent of any god, it means nothing to him. At this moment, the only thing that can be seen in Iros's eyes is the shining godhead!
Heavy footsteps echoed in the empty dark demon world, and deep footprints appeared on the ground one after another.
The battlefield is in sight.
In the center of the earth is the holy mountain standing proudly...