Abyss Demon of All Realms

Because of the change in the number of people above, it would be useless except to shoot at one's own people.

Without making him wait too long, with the sound of the edges and corners of the gate rubbing against the ground, the gate of the Beast Garden was opened from the inside!

Jem Watts ordered: "All archers put on melee weapons! If they encounter resistance, they will all be killed!"

Chapter 34: Richard Watts

"Boom! Boom! Boom!"

Looking at the impregnable basement door in front of him, Jim Watts couldn't help but frown deeply.

At this time, after a moderate battle, they, who had an absolute advantage in numbers, had already cleaned up all the cultists guarding around the Colosseum, and found the basement right now.

And this metal door made of special metal has become the biggest problem in front of them.

Due to the narrow terrain and the underground depth of more than ten meters, too many people will get in the way.

Even if several great knights were arranged to smash it with all their strength, there would be no way to cause any damage to it.

Except for a little dust falling from the crack of the door, there was no dent.

Judging from the sound of the hammer hitting, the thickness of this metal door is probably close to ten centimeters, and it is almost impossible to open it violently.

After thinking about it, looking at the dust that was shaken on the ground, he suddenly thought that since it can't be broken, can he just take it down?

So he hurriedly ordered the big knights to replace the hammers, and instead used crowbars and hoes to break open the stone bricks along the edge of the iron gate, and loosen the soil on both sides...

Looking at the constantly rising dust, Ciel glanced at the crowd behind him, and said to Jim Watts in a worried voice, "We are now more than ten meters underground, you are sure that this will not cause tunnel damage. Collapse and bury us all alive?"

Jem, who didn't realize the problem at first, took a deep breath, shook his head and whispered, "...Not sure, but this is the only way, and I can't think of a way to get in in a short time. , I can only hope that when the basement is built, the other party's anti-collapse work is done well enough."

"Depend on!"

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I don't know if it was because the basement was repaired well, or because Jem and the others were lucky.

Until the gate was completely dismantled, although the tunnel had been splashing with dust, Jem Watts' heart was pounding, but there were no major cracks and it was still very stable.

It made Jem Watts and Ciel feel at ease, and silently praised their reliability.

Opening the secret door, they walked forward for a further distance, and along with the sound of chanting an unknown spell, a huge open room entered their eyes.

The most conspicuous of them is a huge altar surrounded by dozens of people in black robes.

Countless blood was flowing on it at this time. At a glance, there were at least hundreds of corpses in the most central position. Judging from the appearance and clothing of the corpses, they should be the slaves that should have been imprisoned in the Colosseum.

Their original destiny should be to die in a duel in the future, but now they are all ahead of schedule.

There were wounds all over their throats.

Judging from the signs of struggle around, they should all be alive when they were bled.

Jim Watts didn't pay much attention to the corpses, but looked at someone standing above and asked inexplicably, "My dear uncle, why do you do such a thing?"

The appearance and clothing of the other party did not make any disguise, unlike other people who covered their face.

And that person was his uncle Richard Woz, a royal family with great reputation and ability.

As far as he knows, this person should have no ambitions, and he belongs to the kind of person who is willing to live a peaceful life without fighting for it.

He was very puzzled: 'Isn't that hiding too deep, and hiding it for decades? '

Facing his question, Richard Woz just showed a gentle smile as usual: "Jem, this is my last hope."

Seeing the smile on his face, Jem thought of a possibility, and asked with a serious look: "...Did you do all this because of Senna?"

The smile on Richard's face disappeared, and he showed a little helplessness instead: "...As expected, I didn't hide it from you.

You know, my daughter Senna was born with the same weak and sickly condition as her mother due to genetic blood problems. I have tried all the methods but I can't cure her. I can even feel her in the past two years. The disease is becoming more and more serious. If she doesn't hurry up and get treatment, she may not live for a few years. She is only 11 years old!

Her mother and I promised to make her grow up healthy like an ordinary person, so even if I rely on demons, I will find a way to cure her. This is my responsibility as a father! "

After listening, Jem opened his mouth and wanted to say something but couldn't find what to say, because he knew that Richard was in a state of ruin now, and he was completely willing to do whatever it took.

But the identity of the other party still made him say the final persuasion:

"You should know very well that demons are creatures, no matter what the book says, they are not doctors... If you give up now, I promise that the current affairs will not have any impact on your life with Senna. ."

"And then? Let me watch my daughter Senna die?"

Shaking his head gently, Richard was not moved at all, he pointed to the successful summoning ceremony on the ground, looked at Jem calmly, and persuaded him in reverse: "Jem, now that the summoning ceremony has started, you can no longer Stop it from happening, and if you go, I will use the power of brief control granted to me by the Summoning Ritual to have the demon heal Senna and then banish him to the rest of the country!

How do you feel about this? "

When Jem Watts heard this, he immediately wanted to say no.

But after thinking about it carefully, I suddenly felt that the other party's words seemed to make sense. Wouldn't it be nice to let the devil go to harm other countries...

Immediately there was a look of hesitation on his face!

This made Safi, who chose to watch quietly, be dumbfounded because he didn't want to intervene in their housework, so he didn't speak.

He really didn't expect this rubbish teammate. In three or two sentences, persuading others did not succeed, but was persuaded by others!

This alliance is like paper!

'If they really want to work together to succeed, wouldn't the people in our church be the ones who were beaten 2 by 1? '

He hurriedly interjected with a serious look: "His Royal Highness Jem, I don't think demons are so obedient. After all, any history book describes them as cruel and crazy, and it would be a shame to take that kind of lunatic as a target that can be exploited. Some are too irrational, how can there be so many devil disasters if it is so simple?"

As soon as he heard this, Jem immediately thought of Olshaga, and in a trance there was a feeling that the other party was looking at him, which made his scalp tingle.

The shaking on his face turned into firmness in an instant.

That kind of thing is still a big trouble, and one can't stand it. If I really want another one to sway around, Marton is decisively not far from the destruction of the country.

So he shook his head and said in denial: "Uncle Richard, demons are really too dangerous, and the chances of losing control are too great."

For his reply, Richard Woz smiled casually: "That would be a pity."

In the next second, a pale mist filled the altar.A monster with a height of about three meters, a sheep's head, a human body, a snake's tail, and a body covered with black hair slowly emerged from it.

"Familiar world, I, Carla, are back."

Although it was not a familiar language, everyone present still understood what he meant.

Looking at the demon in front of him, Jem didn't know if it was an illusion. Although he could still sense the strength of the other party, he did not feel the powerful despair of Olshaga from the demon in front of him. sense.

After comparing the other party with Olshaga, he simply came to the conclusion: 'There is no Olshaga strong in this one. '

More than just strength in strength!

Even in appearance and imposing manner, he is incomparable to Orshaga.

Orshaga's body is the kind of look that can make people feel extremely powerful at a glance, just standing there can make people terrified, and the gaze can make the soldiers of a hundred battles fear even more.

Scarlet golden pupils, curved horns, strong body, hideous scales, wide wings, anyone who sees his existence can recognize his identity as a demon at first glance, which perfectly fits people's perception of demons. The imagination made him more like the fear condensed from the fantasy.

The one in front of him is completely different. If he encounters it elsewhere, Jem Watts will probably think that he is some other monster.

It was not clear that someone was slandering him. After the sheep-headed demon came out, he took a deep breath and murmured indulgently: "It's full of the breath of the weak, and it's still my favorite playground."

He didn't let him indulge for too long, and another smell was also noticed by him. He immediately raised his brows and said with dissatisfaction: "Why does it have a smell that makes me sick."

Looking at the smell, it was an old man.

The opponent's strength can only be regarded as a high-level garbage, and Karla did not take him seriously.

Let him care about what the other person is carrying.

Baring his teeth, he said with disgust, "Sacred objects? It's the church of this world again? It's as disgusting as a bedbug. Are you about to find out about that righteous speech?"

The next moment, without letting him wait for a long time, a palm-sized badge was touched by Safi: "Devil, quit this world! Otherwise, the shepherd of the gods I will give you the strongest blow!"

Not caring about Safi's nonsense, the sheep-headed demon spat on the ground with disgust: "Disgusting..."

After that thing was discovered, he felt that the suppression force of the world around him had greatly increased.

In his eyes, these shameless little bugs, no matter whether it was hundreds of years ago or now, always use some silly little tricks to lower his level, thus forming a group to beat him.

There is no opponent who can really make him face up to it!

At this moment, although his strength has been lowered to a certain extent, he is not panic at all.

When he was summoned just now, Richard Woz gave him a lot of sacrifices. As long as he ate the sacrifices, his strength would be restored to a part immediately!

At that time, not to mention being able to abuse the little bugs in front of you, at least it will be easy to protect yourself.

Thinking of this, he reached out and touched the position behind him.

The souls of hundreds of sacrifices have been gathered there by him, becoming a condensate of souls that he can easily hold for him to eat!

Reach out and grab.

Did not catch!

I will catch again!

Still haven't caught it!

Looking at the puzzled look not far away, not knowing what she was doing with Safi and others, Carla felt a little embarrassed.

He tilted his head slightly and looked behind the empty eyes.

He wondered: 'What about Lao Tzu's offerings? ? '

'What about the big offering? ? '

And Olshaga, who was lying in the clouds above the Colosseum, shoved the thing he just got into his mouth and chewed it twice before turning his gaze back to Safi and the others with satisfaction.

A priest + a warlock + a careerist + a large group of cannon fodder, this kind of hero lineup is really rare, and he is looking forward to the follow-up development.

Chapter 35: Perception

After Carla discovered that the soul beside her was missing, her vigilance had already reached its limit.

He knew very well that the guys in front of him didn't have the ability to steal his things in front of him.

There is absolutely something hidden nearby.

Looking at Karra who was looking left and right, Jem Watts asked suspiciously, "What is this doing? Casting a spell?"

"I think it might be using some kind of ritual?"

Touching the badge that everything was normal in his hand, Safi replied with some uncertainty.

Glancing at the subordinates who were still pouring in behind him, he made a serious gesture.

Many priests immediately took out a lot of holy water, prayer scriptures, and other objects that they carried with them.

Be prepared to fight to the death.

Safi said to Jem Watts seriously: "At this moment, he is at the weakest moment of strength, and he must be expelled from the world now. If he escapes, with a source of supplementary strength, his The power will be restored at a very fast speed, and it will be a great trouble at that time, and the demonic disasters of the past will appear because of that."

"I have no opinion, if that's the case, then let's do it!"

At this moment, Jem's soldiers have also lined up, and he ordered: "Heavy crossbow team, start attacking!"

Several demonic disasters in history have proved that ordinary bows and arrows are of no use to demons.

Unless they are strong knights, ordinary archers can't even break through their fur, so when he came, he specially transferred a group of heavy crossbows that could shoot through heavy armored cavalry, and let them advance in advance. Soak the crossbow in holy water and send it to the church for blessing, so that it will be contaminated with the exorcism power of the church.

shhhhhh! !

Aware that the crossbow arrows were covered with power that could hurt him, Karla swiped his two fingers to the right, and a strong wind burst out from the basement immediately, forming a translucent [Wind Stream Wall], blasting the The incoming crossbow arrows bounced off easily.

Maybe for those melee weapons, this move is not very useful, but when facing shooting weapons, the defensive spells of the wind element are particularly effective.

However, as the releaser, looking at the effect of the spell, Carla shook her hand in disdain.

If it weren't for the fact that the magic content of this world was too low and the strength was greatly suppressed, the [Wall of Wind] just now could completely form a vortex and wrap him in it, not just a wall.

For hundreds of years, although he did not study any spells in depth, the time was basically spent fighting, but for the bloodline spells that he awakened, Carla has also reached the level of perfection, enabling it to achieve many basic skills. does not have an effect.

Make sure that no one is hiding around, but you can't find your sacrifice.

Karra then looked at the troops behind Jem and the others, and said with a disgusting expression: "Hundreds of years have passed, and the extraordinary power of your world is really weakening. I still remember the crusade against me before. When you were there, the so-called big knights played on a team-by-team basis."

Like this low-level world with low energy content and very exclusive, the reason why these demons from the bottomless abyss fail and return is usually because the indigenous people use various means to give the demons strength. Pulled to the same level as them, and then they relied on their rich experience and sufficient numbers to use the crowd tactics to forcibly kick the demon out.

It has to be said that this is really disgusting, and makes the demons defeated by a group of opponents that are not at all worthwhile.

This is especially the case now, when it was blocked by people just after it arrived!