In the Dark World, on the Plains of Despair outside the demon fort, there was a scorched black color mixed with a faint crying sound, which made Abel very depressed as he was moving forward.
The longer he stayed on this land, the more he could feel the situation of those powerful professionals who used to guard the Demon Fortress. No wonder this place was called the Plains of Despair.
It was a place of despair. There was no life, only crying souls.
Black Wind's legs were covered in black ash, and it shook its legs in dissatisfaction.
It wasn't the only one. All of Abel's summons and summons were suffering from the ashes as well. Flying Flame tried to fly as high as possible so that the ashes wouldn't fly away again if it flapped its wings.
Frankenstein flashed to the 4 writhing corpses tied to the tree and released the crying souls with his spirit sword.
Abel saw the 4 souls floating out of the grey corpses and turned into pure white souls. He felt a little better.
The battles in the Dark World were beyond the imagination of normal people. Many people in the Central Continent were trying to figure out how Abel's power increased so quickly, but no one knew that the battles he went through were unimaginable.
If he didn't leave the Dark World every day and return to the Iron Castle to adjust his body, he wouldn't be able to guarantee that he wouldn't go crazy in a battle like this.
Abel patted Black Wind and lowered his voice, "No, be careful. We haven't seen a hell creature in a while."
Something wasn't right. His battle experience in the Dark World told him that there might be powerful hell creatures.
Flying Flame quickly flew around in the sky and let out a dragon roar. It then rushed towards the ground.
Abel yelled, "Doff, Frankenstein, use your buffs!"
Doff the Beamon held a giant ancient totem in its hand and yelled. Afterward, a beam of golden light shot out from its giant body, and the roar spell increased the defense of all the summons and summons.
With another shout, the 'Battle Constitution' spell was activated. As the golden light waves appeared again, the life force, magic power, and stamina of the summons and contracted creatures were greatly enhanced.
Red light flashed in Frankenstein's hand, and the fire enchantment spell pattern kept appearing. All the summons and summons' weapons were buffed with fire damage.
Doff the Beamon roared twice, and a large amount of ash was ignited. Even Abel was covered in black ash.
However, Abel didn't care. He was already covered in rotten blood in battle. As long as he was in the middle of a battle, he would automatically filter it out.
He wrapped his power of the Will around all the summons and summons that couldn't move in a flash and teleported towards where Flying Flame was fighting.
Soon, he saw the monster that Flying Flame was fighting. It was a blue demon from hell. It had the standard features of a demon from hell. It had horns, a pair of wings, a strong body, sharp teeth, and sharp fingers.
It could be said that this hell demon was a textbook example of a demon. The only thing that was different from ordinary demons was the golden armor on its body and the golden sword in its hand.
However, this demon from hell was very different. It didn't have much hell energy on it. Instead, it was extremely evil.
There was a black mist surrounding its body. After he ignited the world stone's ability, he could clearly see that the mist was made up of hatred.
Abel didn't join the fight right away. Instead, Flying Flame kept attacking the demon with white fireballs, and the demon kept swinging its long blade to destroy the fireballs.
As the white fireball exploded, it left burn marks on the exposed parts of the Hell Demon's body, but they quickly disappeared.
Abel could see it clearly from the side. As soon as a wound appeared on the hell demon's body, the black mist around its body would float towards the wound. Soon, the wound would disappear.
Seeing that the white fireballs didn't work, Flying Flame used its speed to get closer to the demon and slashed its sharp dragon claw across its waist.
The dragon claw made an ear-piercing sound as it made contact with the demon's body. A giant wound was created on the demon's waist. This kind of wound would be fatal to any living being on the Central Continent.
However, the demon only let out a cry of pain before it quickly healed with the help of the black mist.
Still, he could tell that this wound had reduced the amount of black mist a little.
At the same time, he could also see that the demon's fighting style was purely physical. It didn't have any spells, and it wasn't very fast. Although it had that strange black mist, it wasn't very strong.
"Prepare for battle!" Abel yelled. He was already familiar with the situation of the hell demons.
The 11 spirit guardian Knights flashed next to the demon. Although they weren't very powerful with Frankenstein's fire enchantment, they could at least break through the defense of most hell creatures.
Most importantly, Abel had been practicing for a long time. Under the buff of the rank 29 skeleton command and summoning resistance, as well as Doff's roar and battle mode, these spirit guardian Knights could once again return to the front of the team.
The 11 spirit guardian wizards flashed in their hands, and a large amount of chain lightning mixed with a wall of fire and an icicle flew towards the demon.
The lightning spears in Johnson and Jason's hands also activated their lightning powers and attacked.
The grey bear king didn't attack. Instead, it stood in front of Abel and formed a wall between Abel and the demon.
Frankenstein, on the other hand, unleashed a meteorite spell towards the trapped demon.
Doff's attack was even more direct. Its body disappeared from the spot and reappeared on top of the demon's head. The ancient totem in its hand smashed down heavily.
However, due to its mastery of the polearm command, it only targeted the demon and didn't affect the spirit guardian Knights around it.
Abel threw out an "aging" curse, and the hell demon slowed down its attack towards the spirit guardian knights.
After the first round of attacks, the Hell Demon let out a shrill scream. Then, the black fog wrapped around its body. But after a moment, the black fog dispersed again, revealing the Hell Demon without any injuries.
"Strange, why is this demon so strange?" Abel stopped his attack and mumbled to himself.
This demon's attack wasn't weak, but it could only attack in close range. It couldn't be compared to the other powerful hell creatures with all kinds of elemental attacks.
Judging from the aura of this hell demon, it was at least a dark gold hell creature. However, he couldn't see any information from the world stone fragment. It was just a normal hell demon.
But how could a normal demon have an insane recovery ability like the black mist? It could use endless resentment to heal itself. This was the powerful self-healing ability of a demon.
However, resentment was extremely precious to any hell creature, and it could only be obtained by torturing souls.
At that moment, Abel saw the four corpses tied to a burnt tree trunk not far from the hell demon. Through the world stone fragment, he could see a sliver of black resentment coming out from the crying souls. It was then thrown into the black mist around the hell demon's body.
Afterward, he saw all the resentment in the Plains of Despair and the nearby prairie gathering towards the demon.
It seemed like hell was using all the resentment from the tormented souls in the prairie and the Plains of Despair to supply the demon.
There was something he didn't know. He was very curious about the demon's body.
The battle was very boring. Due to the demon's strength, it couldn't even fight back under the effects of the "aging" curse. If it wasn't for the black mist's terrifying recovery ability, the battle would've ended long ago.
Abel stood on the side and didn't participate in the battle. He just replenished the "aging" curse from time to time.
He had been observing the black mist around the Infernal Demon. Judging by the rate at which the black mist was being depleted, he estimated that it would be completely depleted in another hour or so if he maintained this level of attack.
At that time, the undying body of this hell creature would be broken, and they would be able to find out what this hell creature was.
"Good thing I have a helper. Otherwise, I don't know how long this battle would take!" Abel mumbled to himself as he watched the battle.
If it weren't for the fact that there were so many summoned creatures participating in the battle, and the resentment of the Hell Devils constantly replenishing the black mist, as long as their attack power was slightly lower, they would definitely be able to exhaust the attackers to death.
He casually cast a 'Thunderstorm' spell on himself, which automatically attacked the hell demons with lightning every second. He then cast a top-level druid spell 'Storm' on himself, which allowed him to continuously use the storm around him to attack.
After an hour, the black mist around the demon had become as thin as a veil. It was about to dissipate at any moment.
Doff roared and appeared on top of the demon again. It smashed down with the ancient totem in its hand.
The sound of something breaking could be heard from the battlefield. Doff's attack seemed to have broken something.
"Stop! Back off!" Abel lowered his voice.
Instantly, all of his summons and contracted creatures stopped attacking. The spirit guardian Knight flashed and let go of the demon's encirclement.
The demon's blue skin was peeling off bit by bit. Every time a piece of skin peeled off, a pure white glow would appear.
The golden armor Abel was looking at also fell off the demon's body, but he was no longer paying attention to it. Instead, he focused on the demon's transformation.
Amid the extreme evilness, a holy aura emanated from it.
"It's the angel Izual!" Abel was very familiar with this holy presence. It was the presence of an angel. He couldn't help but think of its identity.
Izual was a battle angel from heaven. Due to a failed mission, he was captured by hell.
After being tortured by hell, Izual revealed a lot of information about heaven. In the end, he was not accepted by heaven, and hell did not accept him as an angel. He became a fallen angel.
Abel had already guessed why Izual was here. It was because he was constantly being replenished with resentment that made him immortal.
This was hell's way of showing off its power. It was just like how a human Knight liked to keep the defeated's weapons in his castle as a collection.
Hell was the same. They put Izual into the demon's body and used the most luxurious armor to show how different he was.
Izual became hell's way of showing off. A powerful battle angel, a powerful fighter from heaven. His command made Abel sigh.
Abel looked at Izual, and he began to feel nervous. He was about to face a true angel, even if it was a fallen one.
Although Wise Cain's soul did not disappear in the Dark World, it was already on its last breath. It could not even say anything.
Perhaps Abel was about to face an angel that he could communicate with. A being that knew everything about the Dark World.
The blue skin on Izual was peeling off slowly, and the screams were getting lesser and lesser. The screams were not coming from Izual himself. Instead, they were coming from the blue demon's body.
As the blue demon's body collapsed, Izual's true form was revealed.
Holy. This was what Abel felt when he saw Izual's true form.
However, a strange feeling arose in Abel's heart. It was as if Izual was a being without consciousness.
Izual floated on the ground as if he was weightless. His face was emotionless as if he was dead.
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