Book of Gods and Demons

abyss.

Burial Plains.

The plain, which is more than two thousand miles long and eight hundred miles wide, is roughly a standard rectangle, surrounded by steep cliffs. Large and small active volcanoes are like abscesses, densely surrounding this blood-colored plain.

The plains are as clean as a mirror, and the color is bright red, a bit redder than blood.

For countless years, countless creatures have died here, crushed and squeezed into the ground, violently beaten again and again, bombarded by magic spells, and countless terrifying powers are beating year after year, day after day. The plain on this side was abruptly polished to be extremely flat and clean. It can be used as a mirror and can show the finest pores on a person's face.

To the east of the Burial Plain, among countless volcanoes, there are countless large and small, weird and strange buildings full of different ethnic flavors.

The various weird abyss races are like a dense colony of ants, densely arranged among the volcanoes.

They play, fight, shout and make noise here, and open markets to trade goods, and even pubs, brothels, casinos and other entertainment venues appear. Although messy, they have an inexplicable vigor.

On the west side of the plain, a majestic city stands tall.

This square city is more than a hundred miles long and wide, and the wall is one and a half mile high. Numerous metal pointed cones shining with cold light protrude from the wall. On the densely barbed cones, there are fragments of armor. Rotten flesh and blood.

On the city wall, teams of human soldiers in heavy armor patrolled back and forth.

On each of the walls of the walls, there are mortars of large or small calibers. The largest caliber is more than 1,200 millimeters, and the smallest caliber is about 600 millimeters.

The city wall is as high as one and a half miles. At this height, even if you drop a cobblestone, you can easily smash an iron shield.

Even if the large-caliber mortar shells fired from this height are not filled with black-fire-powder, the volume and weight of the shells alone can be imagined how lethality is.

Except for the large-caliber mortars, every hundreds of feet on the city wall stood a strangely shaped Taikoo light cannon shining with a faint light. These light cannons continue to emit terrifying elemental fluctuations outwards. It is conceivable that they are always in a state of excitation.

In addition to these mortars and light cannons, all kinds of advanced flintlock rifles and all kinds of strong bows and crossbows are available in the hands of the soldiers stationed on the wall.

Even a gate of giant catapults stood on the observation platform of the city wall slightly higher at the rear.

These giant slings with a height of more than three hundred feet, instead of stones, hung in their baskets, but finely crafted iron **** with a diameter of more than a thousand millimeters. The surface of these iron **** is densely welded with countless sharp three-sided armor-piercing cones.

At the sharp edges of these sharp cones, there are even rune streamers flickering.

Such a height, such a volume, such an iron ball that is forged at any cost, one can imagine its power when it falls from a high altitude... if the ordinary sixth-order is hit by such an iron ball, it will be bones. Broken tendons, vomiting a few blood.

A middle-aged man wearing black tight-fitting black armor with scales, a slightly curved saber at his waist, and a Hydra badge hung on his chest leaned against a wall of the city, staring coldly into the distance.

His pupils kept zooming, and even though they were two thousand miles apart, he was still able to see the cheering faces of the abyss creatures on the outermost periphery of the eastern volcanoes.

"Within two months, the space rift leading to Medland may open at any time."

"Change of defense once every ten years...The defense of the City of Gods Cry will definitely go wrong... This is not the first time there has been a disturbance."

"I suggest that the frequency and intensity of daily patrols should be doubled."

A blond, blue-eyed, handsomely born middle-aged man with a trace of vicissitudes in his eyes also leaned against the wall of the city, and yawned lazily: "This is something you have to worry about...I The report has been submitted and I am going back."

"Thirty years...ah, I admit that it was indeed my fault to peeped at the eldest princess in the bath... but after 30 years in this ghost place, the military merits I have accumulated have been washed away from all crimes."

"I... innocent!"

"Thirty years, hehe, I will return to the Ice Sea Kingdom with a large sum of money, and restore the deprived title... Then, enjoy my life!"

The blond man smiled leisurely: "When I was escorted to this ghost place, I just stepped into the sixth step... Compared to the powerful kingdom, I am a bit important, but it is not impossible to sacrifice."

"But now, I am already a ninth-order legend! I have stood at the extreme that a mortal can reach."

"I have even touched the threshold of a demigod. As long as I work a little bit, I can become a demigod...Aha, my brother, a demigod!"

"Whether it is a ninth-level legend or a demigod... plus the salary that I should have received in the past 30 years, and the rewards that I can redeem for my military merit... Pianpian, young and young."

The blond man smiled with a flushed face: "I should enjoy life."

"In those small countries, get three or five young and beautiful princesses, and then collect dozens of young maids, make a big manor, plant my favorite roses, and spend the whole day in the rose bushes. Hu Tian Hu Di!"

"The next step is to give birth to children and choose two filial, talented, obedient and sensible ones, and train them to be stronger than when I first came in, so that they can make contributions in the abyss and earn astronomy. Numerical salary and rewards...In this way, when I have almost squandered the money on hand, their money will continue to provide me Hu Tian Hu.

"In this way, the children and grandchildren are endless, and my extravagant enjoyment is also endless..."

The middle-aged man in black soft armor couldn't help rolling his eyes: "Jack!"

The blond man smiled and looked at his companion: "Dear Hans, what do you want to say? You guy who doesn't understand the taste of life at all, do you want to continue to study the battlefield of the abyss and the city of the cry?"

"What is the abyss, why does the abyss battlefield exist, so many elites from so many countries in our country, and so many unlucky people are fighting here year after year, day after day, all for what?"

Jack sighed and waved his hand vigorously: "What are you doing with these things?"

"No matter what his abyss is, no matter when his battlefield of the abyss appeared, no matter which king he was-eight eggs built the City of Shay, no matter what his **** battles year after year, day by day are for."

"I have been here for thirty years, and you have been here for sixty years!"

"Damn it, Hans, even if you were a Tier 9 legend forty years ago... even if your life is long enough for mortals, but sixty years of good time... enough!"

"It's too late to report."

"Go back, go back... Come back to Medland with me."

"We can go to the beach, listen to the sound of waves, listen to the calls of dolphins."

"We can go to the forest, sniff the fragrance of the green leaves after the rain, and listen to the sound of grass sprouts."

"We can go to the grassland, carry a shotgun alone, and hunt skylarks with marksmanship, instead of using extraordinary power, to explode one after another ugly and hideous heads, splashing blood and brains all over."

"Even, we pulled in a few old guys, teamed up to go to the capital of a big country, set up a club, and found a group of beautiful big girls, regardless of each other's fun!"

"A beautiful life awaits us, why not go back?"

Jack looked at Hans very seriously: "You saved my life, you taught me how to live in this ghost place... I also blocked the knife for you, dragged you like a dead dog from the pile of corpses. Pulled back, and saved you."

"You are my benefactor and my teacher. You are my beacon in the confusion. I owe you a lot...I hope that I can have the opportunity to repay you something, even a small amount?"

"Thanks to your credit, when you go back to Durham, you are at least a real duke."

"You should go back to Medland and enjoy your life... Even if you have a lot of obsession with the abyss, you will be impatient in life in the future, can you come again! Look at our immediate boss, those old men Monsters, didn't they all come back to kill and set fire after returning to Medland?"

Jack smiled relaxedly: "The abyss is not without you."

"I've inquired about the big rotation once every ten years~www.ltnovel.com~ This time the high-end combat power returns to Medland's quota, and there is still a half. You go to report now, and there is still time to go back."

"Ah, think about it, based on your years of combat and your military merits over the years, you can at least go back with hundreds of millions of golden marks... That terrible queen, her majesty, will seal you with joy. Duke, you can do whatever you want in your own territory, and even make laws... I think Chu-Yi-Quan-Law is a very good idea."

Hans rolled his eyes and waved his hand vigorously: "Oh, come on, Jack, that kind of ghost law, it's a rotten thing that only existed in the dark days of Medland."

"I still want to stay for a few more years... I always feel that this **** land, except for killing is the land of killing, it always has some mysteries in it. I am here on your majesty's order, so..."

Hans hadn't finished speaking yet, far, far away, at least three or four thousand miles away from this bone-buried plain, a terrible light of blood shot into the sky.

The diameter of the blood light is at least a hundred miles in size. With such a distance, even the weakest cannon fodder can see this blood light rolling straight into the sky, carrying it black in the air. A huge void vortex was broken in the thick cloud of sulfur.

"Wow, the chasm of the abyss, opened...but this one is a bit big."

Jack stared at the bloodlight in a daze.

"No, something has happened... This is not an abyss rift that was naturally opened. This is an abyss channel opened by someone with a secret technique..." Hans's experience is extremely rich, his fingers touched the air and his face turned pale. .

"That position, the corresponding spatial coordinate, should be Tulum Port... Tulum Port, **** it, forty years ago, Tulum Port was already an empire's territory!"