Pioneering

The night is getting darker.

All sounds are silent.

The mirror image Zhong Ming looked up at the envy hell, which had neither moon nor stars, but only a layer of depressing blue-gray clouds. In addition to selecting the head of the "pro-zhong forces", he had a lot of thoughts in his mind.

What the hell is the world tree system?
How are the specific structures connected together?

Is the relationship between the seven hells and the material world a way of overlapping inner and outer dimensions, or is it a parallel independent universe that is also nested and attached to the world tree?
Is each level of hell considered the main plane (cosmic model) or the large plane (sky round place)?

If it is a large plane, then why can the seven layers of hell be one of the ten main planes of source matter?
The gap between the large plane and the main plane of source matter is bigger than the gap between Sirius and the sun...

How can every hell be a monochrome of one color, and how can it constantly erode and assimilate the color of foreign things?
The succubus in the jealous hell has to turn from pink to blue, this feeling is not pure!
Even the dark red rendering effect of the goddamn mirror image blessed by Zhong Ming's qi and blood has begun to change to green and red!
Do clouds exist in every hell?
What is the light source of envy hell?
The thick cloud layer with strange force field interference is like a machine. Half of the day is fixed and sparse, showing light, and half of the day is fixed and dense to form night. The fixed half of the year is more intense in summer, and the fixed half of the year. The light is weak in winter.

Moreover, according to the information collected by Gu Zhongming, the Hell of Jealousy does not appear to have morning and evening lines, poor regional climate caused by direct point movement, and time difference between sunrise and sunset due to the location of the Hell of Jealousy... The climate of Hell of Jealousy is surprisingly regular.

Why does the soul of original sin have a tendency to materialize?

Will there be a big difference in the physical rules, and how will the spell model be affected...

Can the Reincarnation Pool be able to research a method to reshape a body that perfectly fits the soul?This is related to whether they can return to the Great Yan Dynasty to save Li Qingyuan's friends.

In short, the more he thought about it, the mirror image Zhong Ming suffered from insomnia.

Oh, this is a mirror image of qi and blood, that's fine.

Among the surrounding palaces, under a palace that was half built, there were also a group of lemurs who couldn't sleep.

The air in the palace is filled with a faint smell of volcanic sulfur, and the breeze gently brushes over the oily and thick cheeks of the lemurs, as if slender and soft hands are reaching into a dream, gently soothing and soothing nerves.

Eyelids are heavy and warm, and the desire to sleep that cannot be completely resisted suddenly arises, fighting against the physiological changes brought about by long-term work and rest.

The tired bodies of the lemures leaned lazily beside the pillars of the temple, or lay on the regular stone tile floor.

In the silent night, the lemurs were drowsy, but they suffered from insomnia due to the bad work and rest in the past.

The lemurs who didn't want to disturb the sleeping patriarch chatted in low voices, gradually getting slower and slower, and entered the quantum intermediate state of half asleep and half asleep.

Commonly known as, doze.

A sense of relaxation envelops them in this sleepy scene.

"Hmm?" Nuruddin, a big ghoul, has a sharper perception than ordinary ones of the same kind. The elders in the clan say that he has the hope to return to his ancestors and evolve into a big ghoul, leading a small tribe of ghouls to become a big tribe with great reputation. .

Normally, Nurudin can only say "hehe" to this, this nima little villian-bastard-big villian, can the evolution of the lowest trash species turn over and call the shots?

Lesser Demon: Bronze Seed

A mass of tumbling and moving muddy flesh, a deformed and swollen face and several stubby, wriggling limbs appeared and disappeared on this "body".

Like a highly decayed humanoid body, the fat and gigantic kind.

Although it is a top-level bronze species that is rare in the material world, this place is hell!Who the hell is not a silver species?
This level is only suitable to act as a "producer" like weeds together with maggots of the worm family, the lowest bottom of the hell food chain.

Evil: Silver Seed
The body is huge, in the shape of a human, and the face is also somewhat human-like, and the limbs have changed from a short, thick and half-formed appearance to a strong and powerful body.

But six fingers and six toes, and the muscle fat layer is too thick, and the skin is greasy and oil can be felt.

It looks like a muscle-enhanced version of Greasy Fatty, with a petite horn on his head.

He doesn't have any outstanding racial talents, he can't do spells, and he doesn't have the IQ to develop a breathing method suitable for the race, but his physical strength can reach the level of the general silver race.

Still at the level of cannon fodder and food.

Big Bad: Golden Seed

The muscles are strong, the face is rough, the skin has a metallic texture, and there are eight palms and toes.

Without the disgusting feeling of fleshy pixel style at all, it looks like a strong fitness man with extra hands and a big horn on his head.

This unusually strong unicorn gave the lemurs a chance to stand up, and had the ability to release sonic-like cluster attacks from it.

They have successfully reached the level of high-quality guards in the army of the hell lords, but they are just ordinary golden species. The racial talent in hell is better than that of the big demons.

Rotten oranges are rotten oranges!A ghoul is a ghoul, no matter how it evolves, it's just a bigger rotten orange! ——A sharp comment from an unknown person

I'm an inferior generation, I'm too lazy to teach my tribe to fight, our race of inferior demons doesn't deserve to listen to it at all. ——An Unknown Great Demon

The inferior demon Nuruddin's muscle group is obviously different from that of the same race, which proves that he has stepped into the process of atavistic evolution, and the unicorn, which is obviously larger than the same race, brings perception abilities beyond the same race.

Sound waves are a common form of perception.

At this time, the warning that the unicorn gave him made him feel that something was wrong with the clansmen, something was very wrong.

The sleepy atmosphere... doesn't seem natural.

Nurudin bit his tongue secretly, stimulating his tired nerves, closed his eyes and fell asleep.

"Huh~"

As if the wind was blowing, in Nurudin's one-horn perception, in the occasional sound wave reflection, there was a conspicuous and somewhat familiar creature.

'This size, this shape, this smell, is Merav, the mind eater overseer?
No wonder I didn't see this dog being caught and beaten, it turned out to be running away.

Do you want to capture this guy and dedicate it to the new boss, maybe you can...'

Nuruddin, who was the only one who was still really asleep, was about to move, and quickly dismissed the idea.

No way, the fighting power of the race is too hip, how can I touch the heart demon with my scumbag body?
It's meaningless except to deliver food to people.

'Lie down, let's see what that guy is going to do, as long as he doesn't attack the clansmen, there is no need to fight with him. '

Nuruddin thought resignedly.

"Hmph~" Merav, the overseer of the Heart Erosion Demon, said with a disdainful smile, "A lemur is a lemur. No one can resist a small sleeping spell. With this little ability, he deserves to be ashamed for the rest of his life!"

"Damn Martha, damn Totak, damn..." The Heart Erosion Demon cursed the six demons who had surrendered to Zhong Ming one by one. While cursing, he released his magic power, and a green halo spread in the center of the palace, " A bunch of bastards without a conscience! Lord Mephisto treats them well on weekdays, and he doesn’t know how to be grateful at all. If he says surrender, he surrenders to a wild boy who doesn’t know where he came from..."

"When I find Grand Duke Bella, I must let Lord Bella feed you all to the worm demon!"

"There are also you heartless evil spirits, without Master Mephisto, you are still being hunted in the wild, and none of you stand up!

hateful! "The heart-eating demon Merav made a gesture to kick a lemur who was lying on the ground and sleeping soundly.

Judging from the racial potential of the Devouring Demon family, despite the fact that Merav is a smaller individual, and his height is still a little shorter than the average level of lemurs, his musculoskeletal density and weight are still far ahead.

This hateful kick is enough to make this evil go to heaven immediately.

And this evil, according to the position in Nurudin's perception, should be his friend Luke!

Just when Nurudin clenched his fist behind Merav's back, wondering whether to launch a sneak attack.

But Merav stopped his footing: "You bastard, if you go far away, if it wasn't for the fear of being noticed by those traitors and ruining my good deed, I would not destroy you group..."

Call ~
Nurudin secretly breathed a sigh of relief.

Merav cursed into the circle of light and disappeared, and the palace returned to silence.

Nuruddin kept silent, looking completely asleep, but his mind was full of thoughts: "Duke Bella, is that the devil Duke? Merav is going to find Duke Bella, what is he going to do? There are still people here. There is a teleportation node..."

"Is there going to be a war? What am I going to do?
Pretending to know nothing, taking advantage of the opportunity given by the new lord to promote the Hui tribe, leading the tribe to run away and hide in the wilderness?

It doesn't seem very good. As long as half of the treatment given by the new lord can be realized, everyone wants to die here even if they die.

Then, report to the new lord?Will he be targeted by that bastard Merav?Can the new lord beat Duke Bella, if he loses..."

"It seems that Merav won't be coming back for the time being."

After a lot of tossing, it was already late at night, and Nurudin maintained his sleepless habit, and only slowly opened his eyes when the thin halo shone on his face.

Nurudin thought about it, this matter is not suitable for too many demons to know, so he ran out of the corridor and woke up his father who was sleeping soundly.

The dumb-mouthed Nurudin gestured for a while before explaining what happened last night to the old evil foreman.

"Father, what do you think we should do?" Nuruddin asked.

The sleepy-eyed old evil foreman was awakened by the news of his son, and his already greasy face was even more twisted. He was just the leader of a small tribe of thousands of people, and he brought his tribe to build a palace for Duke Mephisto. Know what to do with such headlines?

"Son, you're doing great. Let me think, let me think..."

"Nurudin," the entangled evil foreman looked at his calm son, "You are the future hope of the tribe and the future patriarch. I hope to hear your thoughts."

"Father, I think," Nurudin gritted his teeth, "I want to report to the new lord."

"You want to gamble on your wealth? Take the lives of the clansmen?" The evil foreman thought thoughtfully.

"No," Nurudin bravely looked at the old demon, "Father, I just thought that after yesterday, the people of the tribe must not be able to bear to go back to the old days."

"Toiling all day long, we even almost forgot how to sleep, but we can't even eat enough. The cheapest and cheapest worms, the group of heart-eating demons are unwilling to give us enough!"

"I don't want to live like this again. Even if the new lord only fulfills half of his promise, I would rather die on the battlefield."

The old evil foreman sighed: "So, do you want to get involved? Don't forget, we are just a group of small evils! Since ancient times, the inferior races have not fought against the lord, you..."

"Father, one devil does one thing and one devil does it. I have already decided that you can go back to the tribe first and lead the tribe to hide in the wild."

"...Let's go." Looking at Nurudin's resolute eyes, the old evil sighed again. Weakness is the biggest original sin.

"what?"

"Let's go, take this thing to find the succubus clan, otherwise, why would you, an inferior demon, see the new lord.

Go, let's go, I'll take the clansmen to clean up and leave. You are not a demon of the Amos tribe in the future, do you understand? "The old ghoul threw Nurudin an exquisite hollow-carved bracelet.

"Father, why do you have such a thing?" Although Nurudin was disdainful of the sacred cutting method of the old demon, he still understood it.

Psychological comfort is also comfort.

"Your father and I were also young demons back then, okay? Isn't it okay to charm a succubus?"

"Father, you..." Nuruddin was speechless, please, who are you fooling with the average appearance of our demon clan?

Nurudin didn't know how the bracelet came about, but it didn't prevent him from using it to enter the succubus clan's residence.

The female soldiers of the succubus clan are now being used as temporary personal guards by Zhong Ming to fill up the show, and they are indeed the race most likely to come into contact with Zhong Ming.

After some twists and turns, Nurudin successfully met Zhong Ming through the relationship of the succubus clan.

In an unusually tall palace, the mirror image Zhong Ming stared at Nurudin with great interest: "You want to see me?"

Nurudin looked down at the unexpectedly short mirror image Zhong Ming, and skillfully knelt down like a jade pillar: "Master, I have something important to report, like this, last night..."

"I don't know where this small road will teleport, but Merav's bastard should be right to find Grand Duke Bella. Master, be careful in the war." Nurudin finished the draft he made on the road in one breath.

Zhong Ming glanced at the floor that was hammered by Nurudin's knee in surprise, and sighed that the quality of the hell building is really good. After hearing the news about Nurudin, he fell into deep thought.

"Grand Duke Bella, the devil who ran after me last time?"

"I didn't expect it, I didn't expect that one day I would be able to enjoy the treatment of the Taijun and be 'led' by the native creatures of hell?"

……

The words are divided into two parts.

In a Ukiyo-e-style palace that is more elegant than Mephisto's residence, Merav, the heart-eating demon who aspires to "pass on the responsibility of the family to our generation", reports something to an elegant devil in tears.

Vaguely spread:

"Master Bella, this is a great opportunity for you to expand your territory and reap the benefits of being a fisherman!"

"Master Bella, I know there is a path that will definitely kill that guy in one move!"

Leading the way, seems to be so familiar. (end of this chapter)