For normal life, the abyss is definitely a bad place, but for a madman who desires killing and blood, the abyss is a paradise.
Here, you never have to worry about not having a fight...
"Don't these guys have any IQ?".
The light rain in the sky is pattering, everything around is washed away by the rain, but in the background is a group of demonized sea giants lying on the ground. This is already the fourth wave today, and I just had breakfast today, and the day has just begun.
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Demonized giants, basilisks, demons, and Rakshasa demons, in just over two hours, the abyss seemed to show me its amazing biodiversity, as well as their amazing aggression.
"Even when I went to the toilet, two lurking basilisks jumped out of the swamp as soon as I pulled down my pants, and the barbecue smoke didn't drift far away. You guys came to join in the fun, and you guys came to dig holes while I was sleeping. How could you still let them go?
Let people live!”
And I can feel that as the killing progresses, inexplicable joy fills my heart, and my magic power and physical strength have increased slightly.
The abyss is such an evil place. Holy knights will also be addicted to the glory of washing away evil and the pleasure of becoming stronger. The only consequence of being addicted to killing is probably to become one of them.
This land is thirsty for blood...
Looking at the pile of corpses in front of me, I can feel the longing of the abyss.,
"Did Cynthia really die? This is no different from the past, right?"
The abyss instinct longs for bloodshed and killing, and it will give the winner the possibility of evolution and real power. In this regard, demons do something very special, except for the most basic demon form. Repeated evolution and mutual devouring make you unable to find two.
Just the same devil.
As for this gift from the abyss, the planes have a particularly appropriate adjective: "demonization."
"I do need strength. But let's forget about this kind of insurance fraud that involves getting on the bus first and buying the ticket later, which will cause a lot of trouble and hidden dangers later."
The holy light lit up, and the surrounding area was washed by strong light, and in the next moment, the extra power was purified and disappeared.
Power is just power. If I have the leisure, I can indeed convert it into pure magic power for my use, but now is the critical moment of advancement, and an overly mottled power system will bring a series of troubles. Let's forget it.
It has been two days since I left the dragon's nest. Without the suppression of the dragon's aura, all kinds of little ghosts have come to the door. But it is not allowed to release magic power casually. The little ghosts will not come, so the big guys will come.
From a silver-level lizardman who can take down a dozen, to the fallen sea giant king that the legends want to form a group, this map is completely randomly combined, so don't be too surprised when you encounter anything.
Not long after I came, I was completely tired of the endless rainy season and mire swamps. Maybe the demons in other layers would be more powerful, but at least they wouldn't make my boots turn into submarines or my pants grow mushrooms.
But wanting to go to other levels of the abyss is a little more troublesome.
There are passages to the upper and lower levels in the abyss, which are extremely huge and conspicuous portals.
But if you go down layer by layer, it would be too stupid and time-consuming.
The internal portals between the various layers of the abyss are very convenient, but as an important strategic resource, the location of the portals is either controlled by the lord or no one knows about them.
If there are other levels where there are demon towns gathered together, and if you spend a lot of money, there will always be information about the portal, but in this plane, you don't know who to give it to even if you want to spend money.
"Looking for the lord?"
Heloise was simple, but after asking the black dragon which layer this was, I really didn’t want to see the abyss lord on this layer.
"Woka, the snake god, is the lizard man and the patron saint of snake demons. It's no wonder that this level is full of such disgusting things."
Although he is not a very powerful god, he is indeed a veteran Chaos Evil God. As a god fighting at home, it can be said that the entire plane is his kingdom, and it is natural that his strength will be doubled.
If I were a wizard or witch doctor with poison as the core of my ability, I might consider meeting the most poisonous being in the universe and knocking out some materials, but now I just want to stay away from him.
"You don't know about the portals to other planes besides the upper and lower passages. How can you be the boss of this swamp?"
When I asked about the black dragon, I saw him looking back at me with a blank look on his face.
"Why go to other levels? Isn't this the most beautiful place in the multiverse?"
Well, this place looks like hell to other creatures, but to him it is his own warm and comfortable home. To the black dragon, the stench of the Death Swamp is like a daily air freshener, leaving the swamp full of sewage.
, and there is a place where he can hunt food so easily and bathe so comfortably.
"Tsk, every country bumpkin thinks his hometown is the best, even if it is hell on earth in the eyes of outsiders."
The dead cat's venomous tongue was as strong as ever, but I felt inexplicably shot. After all, I also felt that the endless cold wind in the North always invigorated people, and the snow-capped mountains were so touching.
"It seems that we can only go down to the next floor and take a look."
Since I couldn't find the portal leading to the lower level, I had to go down level by level. However, when I made the decision and was about to set off with my mount, my mount had an objection.
"...Sir, although I don't know where there is a directional portal, I know there is a place where someone knows about it."
Considering the terrain of the swamp, the black dragon is undoubtedly a good means of transportation. At least the stinky air and dirty rain make Bingxiang, a soul creature, really not want to move.
But our current problem is that we don’t know the direction to go. There is no point in wandering around and running around in circles. The black dragon actually doesn’t dare to fly high. He told me that there are ancient creatures here that he doesn’t even dare to mess with.
"Okay, lead the way."
I was a little surprised. This dragon actually took the initiative to help. Something seemed wrong.
"...But those hags are very greedy. If they don't get enough reward, they won't give anything."
"Reward? Gold coins?"
"No, those things are useless here. Magic scrolls, magic weapons and the like are quite valuable."
Following the black dragon's greedy gaze, I found myself staring at the Ice Demon Sword in my hand.
Perhaps in his opinion, the crystal clear sword body is a reflection of its extraordinary value, and the battle the day before yesterday also confirmed the value of this magic sword, which must be accompanied by powerful freezing magic.
As for the inconspicuous war hammer I carry on my back, it has never looked at it, and I don’t even want to give it to it.
Perhaps, it led me to the habitat of the hags in the hope that the hags would be motivated by wealth and kill us along the way to free them.
Thinking of this, I laughed.
"Ice Demonic Sword? Haha, I understand. I hope those hags will like these gifts." (To be continued...)
