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Seven hundred and seventeenth chapter meeting ceremony

The whole world is burning...

This was my first feeling when I approached the battlefield.~,

I didn't go to the Amu Mountains, which is the home of the Holy Church. I didn't want to die inexplicably.

The information on the palace is very complete, but the coordinates and maps that Beifeng mailed to me are very fantastic. After comparing old maps that are tens of thousands of years old with new information, there are three possible locations that were finally determined.

One is in Maria's territory, one is in Winston's territory, and the third one cannot be found on the map. It seems to have gone to the mountains.

Since he didn't want to go to the Ammu Mountains to keep the company of King Kaloma I, it seemed natural to accept Maria's invitation and go there to have a look.

But in Brunsel, Maria's temporary capital, I found no one of her. I heard that she went to the front line.

So, I followed, and then I saw the burning sky.

The entire sky was burning, and the red clouds were not a natural product, but the result of absorbing too much fire element.

Every moment, wounded soldiers are carried off the battlefield, and every day, new soldiers step onto the front line.

On the abyss side here, there are mainly fire trolls and balrog-type creatures.

If I hadn't just returned from the outskirts of the Land of Fire (Fire Elemental Plane) a few days ago, I would have thought that I had accidentally stepped through the wrong elemental gate.

Sapphiron Mountains, unknown name.

This was originally a famous volcanic belt on the mainland. At this time, all the gates to purgatory were opened, and the situation was even worse than that of the Chauvin Dominion.

Fire elemental creatures are famous for their explosive tempers and lack of patience. What the Chauvin Dominion encountered was just a group of powerful individuals, but the demons and fire trolls here were regular troops.

The Thoreau Fortress on the front line is very strong. The thick flower rock still has the blessing of the holy attribute. Countless corpses are deposited under it, but the fortress is still crumbling.

Meteors would fall from the sky from time to time, exploding dozens of meters apart and killing ordinary creatures within the range in seconds.

Judging from the arc, the throwing points are far away from the top of the volcano. Whether it was thrown by the Balrog or the trebuchet, I really don't know.

Because the distance is too far, the hit rate is not very good. But when it happens by chance, the city wall and the houses within it shake together.

Under the city, demons and demons were fighting. The demon warlocks on the city wall kept opening the door to the abyss, and the hellhounds and low-level demons rushed out. Driven by their masters, they were unwilling to die.

Most of the human soldiers were hiding behind the city walls, operating various artillery and engineering crossbows to kill the demons below.

And what I can see is that within the field of vision, there are nearly two digits of demigod transcendents fighting against each other.

"...Did you go to the wrong place? This is the abyss battlefield, right?"

I have seen such a high-intensity battlefield, but it is definitely not on the main plane.

The battlefield on the Saffiron front line was much more tragic than expected, but the news that spread was not as tragic as the Amu Mountains.

"...Now that I'm here, let's say hello and raise the wind and snow. Demon Sword, Northland!"

The light wings carrying the holy light dissipated in the sky. Standing among the demons attacking the city, I launched my own battle field.

The flaming red clouds of the previous moment disappeared without a trace, and the sudden snowstorm was about to bring fatal hail and snow disasters.

Actually, I like the Balrog the best. Their attributes are incompatible and so on. I like them the most.

With the arrival of the snow disaster in the far north, the heavy snow in the sky instantly reduced the visual range to less than ten meters. In the vast snow, the little Balrog and the Flame Troll were at a loss.

The extremely low temperature is robbing them of heat, and for this half-fire elemental creature, high temperature is their life.

I stood in it, killing the approaching flame trolls at will, and clearing the surrounding environment.

"There must be a caster of spells."

The fearful devilish words are so pleasant. I don't have the habit of blowing up my house and bringing my own commentary. I simply made an igloo and buried myself in it...

"Don't be impatient if you get into trouble in the snow. Build an igloo first to keep out the snow..."

If there are top experts and archmages, they can naturally chase my magic source, but these fire demons and fire trolls who have never seen snow in their lives... let's get used to the environment first.

In terms of functional design, this Northern Demonic Sword is used to clean up miscellaneous soldiers, and now, let’s try it with this group of demons.

There were still some chaotic sounds outside, and people approached my position from time to time, but no one noticed the person who had sealed himself in the igloo.

Probably, these guys who have never seen snow before are already panicking.

Since no one could find me, I simply started to strengthen the igloo. According to my experience, as long as it does not turn into high-speed hail due to bad luck, the igloo should be able to survive within half an hour.

So, I waited inside the igloo for half an hour and almost fell asleep... When the shapeless magic sword finally couldn't hold on anymore and melted naturally, there was already silence outside.

And when I emerged from under the snow, the heated battlefield had turned into a silent snowfield, with uncaring corpses buried in the snow in front of everyone, and the outer walls of the fortress within sight were covered with a layer of snow.

The source of magic power was gone, the snow was melting at a high speed, and the corpses of the demons who ignored them emerged from it. There were no scars on their bodies, but they had lost their lives.

"It seems that the experiment was successful."

So, I happily waved to the city wall. As a result, the demon warlock who was a demigod transcendent was so frightened that he quickly backed away, and the ballistae around me also nervously aimed towards me...

After struggling for more than ten minutes, I finally saw the target of my trip, surrounded by heavily armed knights and nervous spellcasters.

Queen Maria, the most powerful demon sorcerer in the world.

Such a big thing happened at the gate of the fortress, so she naturally came out to check on the situation. But when I saw her in person, I wondered if I had gone the wrong way.

Red hair, freckled face, slightly fat...well, super fat, which makes people a little worried about how long the groaning oak chair under her buttocks can survive.

That guy, if you look at it from a distance, is probably no different from an upright bear-man.

Completely different from the expected dangerous and voluptuous daughter of the God of Death, the red-haired boy had a strange appearance that made me almost cry out like a flower...

But those pupils were very active, making her look young and full of vitality even though her chin could no longer be seen clearly.

The demigod demon warlock, the chaotic magic power fluctuations all over his body are also within the control range, and he can't feel the deterrence at all. If it weren't for the heartfelt respect of other transcendents, I would not believe that such a guy actually reached the level of a certain profession.

Top of the world.

Appearance is not a big deal. I am used to all kinds of strange creatures. Compared to some existences, this girl is completely amiable.

The strange thing is that even though I have never met her before, the more I look at Maria, the more familiar she feels, especially the way the chaotic magic power makes her feel.

But no matter how many thoughts you have, you must restrain yourself. Diplomacy must not be out of order. In front of you is a majesty of a super empire.

"Your Majesty Maria, I am extremely honored by your invitation, so I hurried a little bit. I saw some nasty guests blocking your door, so I cleaned it up a bit." (To be continued.)


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