Nigris blinked, looked at Ange, then looked at the sickle, and asked in confusion: "Why did you chop it? It's not a demon monument, it's just a stone monument. Shouldn't you cut it again?"
Do you think it’s Tulus?”
If Tulusi's soul knew anything, he would probably regret it to death, and the burning of Ange's field has been remembered to this day.
Ange ignored it, but observed it intently. His feet were filled with soul flames, and he walked slowly. With every step he took, there was a flaming footprint on the ground.
Seeing Ange's posture, Nigris was a little disapproving. When he was about to say something, a cloud of smoke rose not far away, and a face condensed, and he smiled awkwardly: "Hehe, hehe, long time no see,
How are you all doing?"
"The Lord of Terror!" Nigris's eyes widened. Not only was there really a demon, but he was also an old acquaintance - the Lord of Terror.
The terrifying lord who launched an insect plague in Black Mountain City, seduced the night watchman in the Land of Sleep, and was so arrogant, was now forced out of a dilapidated stone monument by Ange?
How should I put it? With a name like the Lord of Terror, it is at least a demon king-level existence. In other words, it is a god among demons.
And it has indeed done many incredible things, such as bringing the Night Watchman out of his slumber, resurrecting the exterminator, launching the Black Mountain Insect Disaster, summoning the three-headed hell dog, and creating terrifying ghosts.
Each deed proves that it is a real demon king, and it also claims to be the master of the terrifying abyss. Anyone will think that it is the unparalleled tyrannical master of the world.
And this dilapidated stone monument, with the inscriptions on it peeled off, is worse than the thatched house at the entrance of the village. Ange actually forced it out of here, which is equivalent to forcing the lord of a world out of the thatched house.
What happened? We haven’t seen each other for several months, why are you so embarrassed?
The Lord of Terror also smiled awkwardly, and a pair of small hands emerged from the smoke. He rubbed them and said, "Why are you here? Haha, welcome."
The tone should be as polite as possible, not as harsh as in the brazier.
Nigris asked hesitantly: "Aren't you the master of the terrifying abyss?"
The Lord of Terror said: "Yes, yes, this is the abyss of terror."
"..." Nigris turned his head and looked in all directions.
This is the inner space of a huge stone, with stone walls in all directions, but Negris's own soul cannot extend to the end, so he cannot see those stone walls and can only recognize them through Ange's description.
But Ange's descriptive ability is well known to everyone, and he didn't feel scared after listening to it.
"Isn't this scary? When those sacred cows are so hungry that they come around and cry to you, you will know how scary it is." The Lord of Terror said angrily.
Sacred cow? Everyone subconsciously turned to look at the tauren aunt.
The tauren aunt had just finished chewing a beet the size of a watermelon, and her face was covered with red juice. When she saw everyone turning to look at her, she was startled, put her big hands behind her back, wiped her butt, and grinned.
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It didn't feel too scary, so everyone turned their heads.
The Lord of Terror also noticed the tauren aunt, and said in surprise: "Have you eaten beets? Where did the beets come from?"
Nigris interrupted angrily: "Don't change the subject. What happened last time when the insect plague happened? Why were you able to launch the insect plague? Are you the real body here now?"
The Lord of Terror nodded and said cooperatively: "I didn't start the insect plague, it was the exterminator himself. I just gave him a little pointer."
"No, he is already dead, you resurrected him." Nigris said.
"No, no, no, he resurrected himself. I just gave him some guidance, taught him how to prepare various materials, sign a contract smoothly, and charge a small fee." The Lord of Terror denied.
"I understand, you are a free-handed wolf! You are as cunning as Anthony." Nigris couldn't help but cursed.
Why is this routine so familiar? Anthony had only played this trick not long ago, using silver coins and Ange's food to defraud other people's money and food. If it weren't for disaster relief, then Anthony would be the biggest liar in the history of the main plane.
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"No, no, no." The Lord of Terror quickly denied: "I just charge a reasonable consultation fee, because knowledge is the greatest wealth. If I don't tell him what materials to prepare, he will be dead. I charge a small consultation fee and handling fee.
Isn’t that reasonable?”
"That's reasonable..." Nigris was about to jump up and blow the dog's head off, but suddenly thought of something, and the whole dragon became as frustrated as a deflated rubber ball.
Because it discovered that it was doing the same work as the devil, but Ange had never paid him.
Nigris's sudden depression made everyone couldn't help but gather around him and inquire about his condition with concern. Even the little angel came over and touched his forehead.
"Ouch!" the little angel said, turned around and opened his wings towards the terrifying creature.
Before the holy light shone, Nigris stopped the little angel in time and said in a dumbfounded voice: "I am a corpse dragon. I am always cold. It was not caused by it. It was not caused by it."
The two wailing sounds of the little angel really meant "It's too cold." I don't know who taught it that if it gets too cold, it will die.
"Ouch?" The little angel tilted his head.
"It's okay, it's really okay. I just thought of something else and now I've figured it out." Nigris rubbed the little angel's head happily.
It was because I was overthinking it. They were already on the same team. Their nature was different from that of the devil. Even a heartless guy like a little angel would care about it. This kind of feeling is the most sincere.
Seeing that it was really okay, the little angel shook his head and punched Nigris in the eye.
Then it jumped up to Ange and patted his head with his little hands, as if to say, "Look, how great I am." It didn't stop until Ange patted its head.
Nigris covered his face, dumbfounded. He forgot that only Ange could rub the little angel's head, but the little angel's punch also woke it up. He turned around and rubbed his fists at the Lord of Terror: "You are so big.
How dare you use 'bewitch' on me? I almost fell into your trap."
After all, he was an old dragon who had lived for tens of thousands of years. How could he have such emotional ups and downs so easily? Only now did Nigris realize that he had fallen into this devil's trick.
The Lord of Terror shrank back with a wry smile: "It's not intentional, it's not intentional, we're used to it. That's how we demons talk. We are born with mental fluctuations."
"Nonsense, do you think I'm a stupid dragon?" Nigris rushed towards him and started beating him. He was knocked back by the smoke after a while. He couldn't even hit a cloud of smoke. It was so embarrassing. When others came to help,
, the smoke disappeared.
Want to run? Ange took a step forward and stepped on the ground. There were flaming footprints on the ground, and an invisible wave spread out.
Just like that, Ange started running step by step, as if he was chasing something invisible. As he ran, it seemed that the thing turned a corner, and Ange also made a big turn and suddenly accelerated.
After chasing for several minutes, Ange suddenly heard a cry-like voice from the Lord of Terror: "Aren't you tired after running for so long?"
"I have no grudges against you, so don't pursue me."
"Are you crazy? Why is your soul so strong?!"
"Stop chasing me. If you chase me again, I will vomit."
Being chased by Ange in a panic, the Lord of Terror did not notice the still burning footprints that Ange stepped on, and bumped into them.
Others were confused at first. They only saw Ange running around in the dark, leaving footprints all over the ground. Xia Mara couldn't help but whisper: "What are you doing, sir?"
What? You're not running around, are you?"
Luna responded in a low voice: "He is making a net. Those are his soul power, which can enhance his perception. This demon has obviously integrated his bloodline with this land. His thoughts can be transferred here at will. Once allowed,
If it escapes the range of perception, it will be difficult to find it."
"So Ange should use his soul power to make a net and shrink the opponent's movement range bit by bit."
Shyamala asked: "Are you chasing him?" She only saw Ange and was worried that she might have lost him.
Luna shook her head: "I can't sense the demon either, but I probably haven't chased it away, but Ange's character shouldn't do useless things."
Shyamala fell silent, but after a while, she suddenly said: "Luna, can you teach me how to fight?"
Luna was stunned for a moment: "Teach you? No need? After I possess you, you will master all the fighting skills I have mastered. There is no need to learn them. But why do you suddenly have such an idea?"
Xia Mara said frustratedly: "I found that my understanding of fighting before was too superficial. I thought fighting was just about punches, kicks, swords and magic. But now I find that fighting can be so weird. If it were me, I wouldn't be able to fight at all."
You can't find the enemy, or you may be fooled by the enemy from the beginning."
Luna nodded: "Yes, I also discovered that you have a strong obsession in your heart. If you were the one who was bewitched just now, you would definitely go crazy and grab the Holy Light again. This kind of spiritual attack,
There is no easy way to deal with it, the only way is not to let the other party speak."
Luna would never have imagined that what she said today would create a 'shut up angel' in the future, because when an enemy wants to speak, Shamara will explode, roaring 'shut up', and then use her ultimate move on the opponent.
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"Now your situation is not a lack of skills, but a lack of experience. I will teach you more combat experience when I have time, but it may not be of much significance."
"Some people are born with a sense of combat. Even if they encounter an enemy they have never seen before, they can quickly think of a way to deal with it, and they have a sufficient understanding of their own strength. No amount of knowledge and experience can make up for this.
, just look at the God of Knowledge." Luna murmured.
Someone seemed to be talking about him? Nigris turned his head suspiciously, with a clear fist mark on his face.
Shyamala instantly understood that fighting skills were useless. The God of Knowledge had all the skills and knowledge, but no one could defeat him.
While chatting here, the Lord of Terror over there was already being chased in a panic and ran into one of Ange's footprints.
The flames on the footprints soared into the sky, revealing a vague figure, who was then struck with a sickle by Ange, who was chasing after him.
The flame figure shattered, leaving only a soul flame on the scythe.
After a torture session, the Lord of Terror even revealed what he had eaten last night.
The Lord of Terror is indeed a demon king, and this is indeed the Abyss of Terror. It was once a hot underground world full of lava, but one day, the undead king came.
One of the immortal king's purple-gold skeletons destroyed it with a few punches, leaving only a demonic monument.
At first, the Lord of Terror was very happy because the Undead King did not touch its monument. He planned to wait for these undead creatures to leave and then be reborn.
However, the Immortal King's men brought five gods and one human. The Lord of Terror only knew one god, the Goddess of Redemption from the Church of Light, and the human was a space law god.
Under the king's order, they built and opened the magnificent door, and the lava poured out of the entire space.
The immortal king followed the lava and left through the magnificent door, leaving only the purple-gold skeleton guarding it.
For a period of time that followed, the five gods and the Space Dharma God obeyed obediently and kept the door open.
The Purple Gold Skeleton did not harm them, but tried its best to meet their needs. In order to eat fresh food, they also found a Lich King, built a farm barrier, and captured a group of tauren to let them eat fresh food.
They farm.
The whole process lasted for twenty years before the lava in space was completely poured out. At the last moment, the human Dharma God suddenly resisted, closed the magnificent door, and escaped.
In a rage, the Purple Gold Skeleton killed all the gods and hunted down the human being, and then never came back.
"That's not right." Nigris said suspiciously: "You said these tauren were captured by the Zijin Skeleton, then why is there 'Exiling the Sacred Bull Clan' engraved on the stone tablet?"
The Lord of Terror said coquettishly: "I made it up to deceive you, but I didn't expect it to be discovered."
Nigris suddenly realized: "So, because the lava in space has been leaked away, you have never had the energy to be reborn, so you can only rely on consciousness projection to deceive."
The Lord of Terror said in surprise: "Yes, there are still many people who want to get something for nothing, so when they find me, I will project over and teach them how to get something for nothing, and then charge a small fee."
"Tsk, tsk, tsk, you already charge a handling fee, how can you get something for nothing?" Nigris responded.
However, its heart was not as calm as it appeared on the surface. It was already turbulent and its eyes were focused on the magnificent door.
"So, the king entered this door and disappeared? Where does this door lead? Why is there so much lava? How to open it?"
Negris thought excitedly, turned around to greet Ange, and then found that Ange was missing.
"Zobada, he must have gone to farm again." Sure enough, Negris found Ange in the farm boundary.
This guy was farming in the tauren's fields. The tauren were holding a pile of grains and beets and watching happily.