Morehouse Solas glanced at the Abyss Demon King opposite, then looked back at Lorraine and Vera, and said: "I didn't expect that the High Priest of the Undead actually summoned him... things are a bit difficult to handle."

From the appearance of the High Priest of the Undead, who is now as thin as a mummy, it can be seen that recruiting the Abyss Demon King requires paying a huge price.

And this is because there is originally a passage underground that leads to the essence pool of demonic death energy. The Dra Zerg that besieged humans on the ground entered the human world through this passage.

Lord Lorraine asked in a low voice: "Is it very powerful?"

Morehouse Solas said with a serious face: "Although it is not a complete body, just a semi-real projection, it is still very powerful.

The most troublesome thing is that we can't kill him. As long as his original power is immortal, he can be resurrected countless times."

Lord Lorraine nodded clearly and thought to himself: Isn't he just a **ug whose **oss is infinitely refreshed?

Looking at the Demon King of the Abyss and the High Priest of the Undead named Norod opposite, the Lord rubbed his chin and said leisurely: "This kid lost a fight, so he ran home and his father came to help vent his anger. It's really shameful.

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I guess no one wanted to play with that guy, the High Priest of the Undead, when he was a kid."

The elders of the Dragon Clan were stunned for a moment, and then thought about it, this is not the truth~!

Everyone couldn't help laughing, with sarcasm and disdain on their faces.

Everyone naturally looks down upon this method of calling in foreign aid if you can't beat them.

Fights are based on one's own ability. If you have the guts to go out and pick a fight, be prepared to get beaten. If you lose, go home crying and call your dad. That is the behavior of a coward.

If you come out to fool around, you will always have to pay back~!

Lord Lorraine has always insisted that you must be kind in life. When you earn five points for yourself, you must leave two points for others. You cannot do everything yourself.

When the Maple Leaf Danlin Allied Forces invaded Almohad and Lord Lorraine ransacked his house, he also adhered to the principle of not hurting anyone and not robbing food, leaving a mouthful of soup for them to eat.

The high priest of the undead attacked human beings twice and killed without any calculation. When he was killed and returned, he should imitate Xiang Yu and wipe his own neck, leaving a good reputation.

No matter how bad Hitler or Xiao Xige was, he didn't hesitate to shoot himself after he failed. He could win as well as lose. This is called a man.

Compare it to those eggless wimps in Neon. Draw a mark on your heart. If you hit it accordingly, you can still miss.

Or you can pretend to be crazy in front of the judge, and then return to normal immediately after escaping.

No matter how loudly you shout about "neon soul, samurai spirit", it will only be treated as a laughing stock.

The behavior of the High Priest of the Undead is very disgraceful. At the very least, it is a sore loser. At the most serious level, it is a violation of the rules of the world.

If you call me daddy if you can't beat me, isn't that just urging the war to escalate?

However, the expression of the high priest of the undead changed instantly, and he became very ugly. He gritted his teeth and glared at Lorraine. It was obvious that Lorraine had poked a painful spot in his heart, and in the end he could only shake his sleeves and snorted coldly.

Several dragon clan elders glanced at Lorraine. They knew this kid had a venomous mouth, but they didn't expect him to be so powerful. He could make people angry to death.

Vera waved her white and tender hands and followed: "What a bunch of country bumpkins, they don't understand any rules."

The elders of the Dragon Clan were dumbfounded, and even Vera followed suit.

Lorraine and Vera spoke like a country bumpkin, which angered the Abyss Demon King on the opposite side. He roared and spit out a mouthful of flames, which shook the cave violently.

The Abyss Demon King raised his huge palm high and slapped the ground suddenly, shattering countless rocks, and slowly walked towards Lorraine and the others while swinging his huge body.

For a moment, the ground inside the cave was shaken, and the rocks on the roof of the cave fell like hailstones. Even the escape route behind everyone was blocked by the falling rocks.

Lorraine sighed inwardly. It turned out that this fight was like taking a civil service exam. In the end, everyone was fighting for the backstage.

Those in the background who are tough, such as the High Priest of the Undead, are so confident that even if he loses in the end, someone will jump out to vent his anger on his behalf.

Then he would turn the situation around and act like he was the winner.

As for those who have no background, I am afraid that the final result will be helplessly eliminated and drowned in the big waves.

As the rocks collapsed, the devil knocked open more and more rocks, the fire in the cave became stronger and stronger, and the temperature increased extremely.

Different from the scorching heat and pungent smell of the magma lake just now, the abyss devil brought to everyone the melting high temperature, dry, hot, and suffocating temperature.

Every time I took a breath, the hot air seemed to scorch my throat.

In just a few breaths, the Abyss Demon King named Norod was much closer to Lorraine and the others.

Hoarse laughter burst out from his fire-breathing throat, approaching step by step, with an expression of great interest on his face, as if he was preparing to walk towards the table filled with all kinds of sumptuous food.

During this time, the devil even licked his lips with his long and slender tongue. He was already so hungry that he couldn't wait.

Looking at the Demon King of the Abyss who was almost in front of him, Lord Lorraine suddenly sighed and said: "This is really a world where you compete with others to compete with others."

Vera rolled her eyes at Lorraine and pinched Sir Lorraine's waist in dissatisfaction.

Lester asked in surprise: "What did you say?"

A brilliant light flashed across everyone's eyes.

This ray of light was as bright as a shooting star across the sky, and with an indomitable momentum, it pierced the Abyss Demon King opposite Lorraine.

The sound is majestic and majestic, like a flood sloping down from the sky, full of shocking and majestic power.

Lorraine's eyes were filled with this gorgeous light, and in the dazzling light, she seemed to vaguely see a black figure.

The Demon King of the Abyss was also blinded by this dazzling light.

This ray of light was directed towards him, and only he was affected the most.

The Abyss Demon King let out a deafening roar and raised his huge hands in front of his face.

The light quickly hit the palms of the Abyss Demon King, instantly bursting out into a ball of white sparks like an explosion, making a dull roar.

A shock wave was generated from the explosion, sweeping across the entire cave, blowing away countless rubbles and shattering against the surrounding stone walls.

The Demon King of the Abyss let out a high-pitched scream, which made the ears of the people in the cave buzz and they could not hear anything for a moment.

When the light slowly dissipated, Lorraine saw the Abyss Demon King a hundred meters away from them. He looked very miserable at this moment, as if he was holding a bomb in his arms and blew himself up.

One hand lost its palm and was completely cut off at the wrist. A red liquid like lava was flowing down from the wound.

His huge fallen palm was now broken into several pieces, scattered on the ground, and burning with flames.

Several deep scars were plowed out on his head, and his chest was covered with vertical and horizontal cuts.

The Demon King of the Abyss hugged his broken wrist and screamed, his lizard-like pupils shrunk to a line, his yellow eyes stared at the figure opposite, and he gritted his teeth and said: "It's you~!"

Seeing the tall figure standing in front of everyone, Lorraine said with emotion: "This is a world where you compete to be your best and your worst."

This man was wearing a set of armor with a strange style. The armor was simple and angular in shape. Some traces of this ancient style could only be found on the reliefs of some ruins.

The armor emits a gray light, and its surface has long been oxidized. It has obviously been exposed to wind and frost for an unknown period of time, but it has been well maintained and no part of the armor is intact.

Although it was just a back view, Lorraine and Vera recognized who it was at a glance.

Vigilis, the legendary god-slayer, the guardian of the world, and a true god-level figure in the world.

Behind all the glorious titles, he is a good husband at home and a good father who takes care of his daughter, a gentle and kind middle-aged man.

Vera cheered excitedly, her big eyes bent into crescent moons with joy.

The elders of the dragon clan also breathed a sigh of relief and took a step back. Morehouse Solas whispered: "Leave it to you, Vega."

Vigilis nodded slightly and stepped forward.

Lord Lorraine secretly sighed in his heart, this is the cruel truth behind this world~!

If you don’t have a good father, then you must at least have a good godfather~!

If you don't even have a good godfather, then don't follow other people's footsteps and go out to work in the world. Just farm your own land at home, and you might end up in vain.

Only those who have read too many knight novels or read too many Ruman official news will believe that as long as they have passion and hard work, they will definitely succeed.

Carrying a knife and wandering around, the end result was just squatting on the city wall to bask in the sun, waiting for someone to give me a few coins, and then act as a temporary thug for a while.

There is a crowd of people like this in the corner of the lower city area of ​​Ruman City. They can't make a name for themselves, and they don't want to go back to their hometown.

The High Priest of the Undead has been in power for two thousand years, is it true that no one can control him?

Of course not~!

The Dragon Clan can kill him several times. Not to mention there are many hidden masters in this world.

It’s just that I have a good godfather and a backing, and the backing is very strong.

The big bosses have scruples about taking direct action. If they cause interstellar disputes, they will be in big trouble. There may be another battle between the gods, and the fight will be bloody.

It's like a fisherman's fight between two nuclear powers. The warships can at most watch from behind. You can't just go to war over this, right?

That would risk triggering a nuclear war.

The War of the Gods that changed the fate of many races back then was only caused by a man kidnapping someone else's wife. The cuckolded man couldn't bear this breath, so he came to the door with a group of brothers.

The Demon King of the Abyss snorted, and several limbs like octopus tentacles suddenly protruded from the broken wrist, entangled together, and then the shape of a hand quickly took shape.

Norod moved his new palm, stared at Vigalis across from him, and said bitterly: "Vigalis..."

Lester was so surprised that he could swallow eggs in his mouth. The old man's eyes shone brightly, like two light bulbs.

Originally, it was not easy for a person to see the Dragon Clan fight against the Abyss Demon King today. It was considered the only one in thousands of years.

Unexpectedly, I actually saw a true god again, the guardian of the world.

Even though Lester has never known Vigaris, he still knows the legend about the guardian of the world.
To be continued...