After the plague storm dissipated, Silas moved forward for some distance. However, before he could go far, he suddenly heard a loud boom behind him.
The ground was shaking, as if something huge was chasing from behind, and the heavy footsteps sounded like a tank rolling over the ground.
Silas realized something was wrong, so he immediately ran forward. As he ran forward, he turned around and looked back. As a result, he saw a very large hellhound chasing from behind, blocking the road along the way.
All the obstacles were knocked away by this huge hell dog, and the air was filled with smoke and dust for a while.
The opponent was very fast. Silas realized that he might not be able to outrun the big dog by running like this, so he immediately spread his wings of fire and flew into the sky.
As soon as he flew into the sky, a black shadow rushed from under his feet. The huge hell dog suddenly jumped up on all four legs and bit Silas's feet in mid-air. Silas almost missed it.
He was bitten. When he looked down from above, he saw three bloody mouths passing under his feet.
"So... so dangerous!" Silas broke out in a cold sweat. Just in case, he climbed a little higher again.
"Stupid bug!" After the Cerberus King below landed, the three dog heads looked at Silas fiercely and roared in a low voice: "Did you kill the demon here?"
Silas's eyes widened: "You can talk?"
Of course he would be surprised. When he saw this hell dog, Silas immediately thought of Fat Tiger. Fat Tiger was much larger than this hell dog, but Fat Tiger could not speak.
Silas and Fat Tiger got along day and night, so he always thought that demons like Cerberus couldn't speak, so when he heard the other party speak, he felt a little weird.
"Nonsense! I am the King of Cerberus, the devil who inherited the name of Cerberus!" The King of Cerberus roared, but then he asked doubtfully: "Who are you!? I got it from you!
I smell the breath of a half-demon, but you are not of Spartan blood. You don’t have the damn stench of Spartan blood on you... Wait a minute!"
The three heads of the Cerberus King were raised and they kept sniffing at Silas's body in mid-air, as if they were confirming something.
"What's wrong?" Looking at the big dog's movements, Silas was a little confused and couldn't help but stretched out his arms and sniffed himself.
"Half-devil brat!" The Cerberus King suddenly changed his title and asked Silas doubtfully: "Why do I smell the smell of other Cerberus dogs from you, and this smell smells like... Are you related to
Have my people been in contact for a long time?”
"Why should I tell you?" Silas said cautiously.
This giant hellhound? Like it appeared out of nowhere? Silas didn't know how it appeared, but considering that he had just used the power of his adoptive father to inspire a plague storm, and eliminated a large number of demons, so?
Silas felt that this hellhound might have come specifically for him.
The three-headed hell dogs in the abyss world are considered a race of demons, but most of the three-headed hell dogs are only at the level of mid-level demons. They can use certain elemental powers, but most of the time, they still rely on them to be tyrannical.
With the physical strength to fight, the hell three-headed dog is a demon race? Very few can break through the level of upper-level demons.
Of course, Silas had heard Bainiya popularize the common sense of these abyss worlds to him? But at this moment, his common sense was invalid on the hell dog in front of him. The king of the hell dog in front of him was not only a real high-level demon, but also
Or is it still at the level of an elite high-level demon? Can Silas feel the powerful aura of the other party? He feels that it is stronger than the high-level demon who captured him in the first place.
Unable to defeat, Silas knew that even if he entered the demonic state, he would not be able to defeat this hellhound...
Fortunately, this Cerberus doesn't seem to be able to fly. It doesn't have wings like the Fat Tiger. If Silas wants to run, he should still be able to escape...
But what Silas doesn't understand is why this hellhound asked about Fat Tiger and subconsciously refused to answer.
This Cerberus King is about four meters tall and more than ten meters long. Although it is only half the size of Fat Tiger, its size is also very amazing. After being rejected by Silas, the Cerberus King seems to
Somewhat irritated, it jumped twice on the ground, and its limbs, which were thicker than elephant legs, stamped the ground loudly.
"Don't make me angry, half-demon brat!" The head on the left side of the King of Cerberus said. The mouth of this head was ignited with thick flames like magma, while the middle head and the right head were
They are frost and lightning respectively. Under the anger at this moment, the elemental power in its body showed a tendency to boil. It roared to Silas: "Answer my question! Otherwise I will kill you mercilessly, say it!"
Have you come into contact with other members of my tribe!?”
"So what?" Silas quietly grasped the calamity gun behind his waist, preparing to shoot the big dog if the situation was amiss, and then run away.
After hearing Silas's answer, the King of Cerberus grinned and continued to ask: "Then what is he like? Is he very powerful!?"
Silas nodded and said: "Of course, you are only half his size, and Brother Fat Tiger also has devil wings, he can fly!"
"Nonsense! Our Cerberus clan has never had devil wings!" The Cerberus King was stunned for a moment, then said angrily: "You're not lying to me, are you!?"
"Why should I lie to you?" Silas said: "Are you really the king of hellhounds? With your size, you are the one who is lying, right?"
"Roar!!" The Cerberus King was angered by Silas's words. He opened his mouth on the left side of his head, and a thick pillar of flames spurted out, hitting Silas in mid-air.
Silas was startled and quickly dodged. The pillar of fire grazed his chest and flew into the distance, hitting a dilapidated human building. It actually burned the building into lava and collapsed softly.
"Be careful what you say, you half-demon brat!" The King of Cerberus did not continue to attack, but roared: "Only I, Cerberus, am the king of the Cerberus clan! Only I am the most powerful Hellhound.
Dog! Tell me, where is the hell dog you mentioned? If you tell me, I will spare your life!"
"Huh!?" Silas finally understood the intention of the hell dog king, and couldn't help but said in surprise: "You want to fight Brother Fat Tiger?"
"That's right! There can only be one true king of hellhounds!" Cerberus said: "That's me!"
"This... may not be possible..." Silas scratched his head and said, "Because he is not here!"
"Then where is he!?" Cerberus asked.
"He is in the abyss world!" Silas spread his hands and said: "Unless you go back to the abyss world, or wait for my adoptive father to come to this world, he may bring Brother Fat Tiger here..."
After suddenly hearing the word 'Abyss World' from Silas' mouth, Cerberus was stunned for a moment, and then said in a low tone: "Abyss World? I haven't been back for a long time..."
"How long has it been since you went back to the abyss?" Silas asked curiously.
"Two thousand years!" Cerberus gritted his teeth and said, "It's all the fault of that traitor in Sparta! If he hadn't sealed the passage and cut off the connection between the Demon Realm and the Abyss, our demons in the Demon Realm wouldn't be trapped in this place.
The world has been around for so long.”
Yes, the demons hate Sparta not only because of his betrayal of his compatriots, but also because he severed the connection between the demon world and the abyss. For two thousand years, the demons in the demon world cannot go back.
The demons of the abyss cannot come, this is equivalent to a cage in disguise, trapping the demons here.
"But now the seal has been loosened!" Silas said: "Some demons have returned to the abyss world, and I also came here from the abyss through the rift..."
"You!? A half-demon came here from the abyss world?" Cerberus said in disbelief: "Has the abyss world changed so much in two thousand years? Half-demon is allowed to stay in the abyss?
"
"Uh..." Silas didn't know how to answer this question, so he could only change the topic and said: "Let's not talk about this for now. If you want to return to the abyss world, you should be able to do it now, right?"
"Impossible!" Cerberus shook his three heads together: "My devil contract is in the hands of His Majesty Mundus. As long as the contract is still there, I cannot go back..."
Silas spread his hands and said, "Then there's nothing I can do."
Cerberus walked around the ground irritably, perhaps because he was agitated. The elemental power in his body overflowed, causing the ground around him to change. One area of the ground turned into magma, and another area turned into magma.
There was frost, and occasionally thunder and lightning flashed across the ground, making Silas secretly speechless.
This hell dog is indeed different from Fat Tiger. Fat Tiger's three heads are fire, frost and toxin. However, as the size increases, Fat Tiger basically doesn't use elemental power very much in the later stages. It relies purely on
Physical strength can bully people, so looking at elemental strength alone, Cerberus might actually be stronger than Fat Tiger.
"Half-demon brat!" After Cerberus walked around for a few times, he suddenly stopped and said to Silas: "Since you have been in contact with that hellhound for a long time, you should be able to summon him! Yes!
wrong?"
"No! Do you need to be so persistent?" Silas said in surprise: "And what are you here for? Shouldn't it be the one sent by Yuri to eliminate the invaders?"
"Urizen...he is not my master!" Cerberus lowered his voice and said, "My master is Mundus!"
