"Boom!"
The whole ground shook violently.
Sauron's Balor form directly caused cracks to appear on the portal, and then the light gathered on it quickly dissipated. The whole portal had been damaged.
But this was not enough!
Sauron suddenly clenched the giant beheading sword with both hands and directly slashed it with a 360-degree rotation.
"Whirlwind Slash!"
"Super Fierce Attack!"
With a fierce slash, Sauron directly cut off the huge white bone portal in front of him. Then there was a rumbling sound, and the portal in front of him quickly collapsed.
"Greater Teleportation!"
Sauron, who had succeeded, did not stop at all and immediately used Greater Teleportation to leave.
This was the base camp of the undead. If he was stopped, he might not be able to escape. When Sauron's huge body left, there was suddenly an angry roar from the fortress in the distance, and then the figure of the Ghoul King, Dorrison, quickly appeared in front of him.
Everything around was filled with fire.
Sauron's fire was fierce even in the cold climate, and there was no way to extinguish it.
The pupils of the Ghoul King, Dorrison, shone with pale green light. He was wearing a luxurious robe and leather armor, wearing a white bone crown, and holding a spine-shaped staff called the Hunger Staff. There was a skull on the top of the staff, which was a tribute to Orcas.
Dorrison, who was endlessly hungry, had a great affinity for all creatures that were endlessly hungry. He looked like an extremely thin and dirty ghoul. His eyes flashed with a strong green ghoul light, and his feet were like the hooves of a demon. In sharp contrast to his dirty appearance, he was wearing a soft and gorgeous white robe made of human skin and a pale leather armor inlaid with many small skulls.
Ghouls were the main believers of Dorrison, and his holy emblem was a ghoul skull.
This was a powerful enemy.
The Ghoul King, Dorrison, had the power of a True God. At his peak, he had reached the level of Lesser Divine Power, and now he was probably above Lesser Divine Power.
His clergy was [Ghoul] and [Necromancy], and his domains were [Chaos], [Evil], [Hunger], [Illusion], and [Craftiness]. Because of the ghoul race, he was a god and a demon lord at the same time. However, because he was not a pure god, and ghouls did not have much wisdom, Dorrison was not seriously affected by the Avatar Crisis like other gods. He was still a demon lord. Compared to a true god, he was at best a demigod. He had almost no church, and his doctrine was purely about eating to satisfy his endless hunger.
"Damned Balor!"
The King of Ghouls, Dorrison, did not see Sauron's appearance clearly. He only felt the residual aura of the Balor.
He roared angrily and hit the ground with his scepter and said, "You bunch of trash! He actually allowed a Balor to destroy our master's important teleportation gate! "
There was no portal.
No one could easily leave the Abyss because the Styx was a place that even demons could easily cross, and the evil ships could not transport so many troops.
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The 113th floor of the Abyss. Border.
After confirming that the Ghoul King, Dorrison, did not pursue him, Sauron calmly returned to his territory.
This was the disadvantage of demons.
They were chaotic and difficult to command. If the Ghoul King pursued him, there would be internal strife among the undead and demons. There were not many high-level undead with wisdom among the undead, and there were not many demons with brains. Under the chaotic nature, a slight collision would lead to a big fight.
Anyway, it was okay to fight, and maybe he could even level up!
Demons were like this.
They were very thirsty for soul power, even if they could automatically level up after devouring the power of the undead.
The rules of the Bottomless Abyss were extremely chaotic. The Blood Wars could give the highest level of EXP rewards, but even without the Blood Wars, demons could still advance through slaughter.
"It seems that the South Coast has to be prepared."
Although the portal of Orcas was destroyed, the undead army that had been sent to the Rift Plain was still huge. If they launched an attack, it meant that humans would have to face a terrible army of hundreds of thousands. Such a force was definitely not something a country could resist because the undead in the Abyss were generally more difficult to challenge. Even the zombies were tainted by the evil aura of the Abyss, and they were at least two or three creature levels. In other words, the soldiers of ordinary towns with good equipment could only fight against one or two low-level undead at most. There was almost no way to fight against those powerful beings.
Modor City.
The message from the Abyss made Søren's heart skip a beat.
The South Coast was so large that even if he sent out all his forces, he would not be able to defend it. With such a huge army of undead, they could only fight if they hit one place. Otherwise, they would only be defeated quickly.
"It seems that I have to ask Arendelle for help."
Now that Søren had a close relationship with the Frost Kingdom, Princess Royal's attitude towards him was becoming more and more friendly.
This kind of big thing could not be forced!
If something went wrong, it would be a total collapse. So Søren did not hesitate to ask Arendelle for help. Not only did he ask for the help of the Ice Witches, but he also hoped that Princess Royal would support him.
Communication with the gods was very simple.
When Søren's message had just been sent to Arendelle, Princess Royal immediately agreed.
"Let's do this."
Princess Royal's voice was directly transmitted to Søren's mind through the temple, and slowly said: "Tomorrow, there will be a group of Ice Witches teleported to Modor City. I will send a team of court mages to assist. "
"If there is anything unusual, I will also come directly to Modor City."
Arendelle and Modor City had a portal. Because it consumed too much power, only important people could be teleported.
There were only five such portals, which were in Arendelle, the Northern Tower, the Wind Spear Hills, the City of Wealth, and Port Tylon.
If the power of the Miesse nucleus could be mobilized in the future, the number of portals should also be increased. However, it was impossible to rely solely on portals because it could not be done even during the Arcane Empire. Unless there was some kind of endless and extremely huge energy, and if there was such energy, it would be enough to make the civilization soar to the level of an interstellar civilization.
"Order the whole city to be on alert!"
Søren thought for a moment and ordered: "Put the entire south on level one alert. Recall all patrol fleets. Let the legion camp near the city. Turn on the instant communication device. If there is any large-scale abnormality, immediately let the witches send a message to Modor City."
The threat came from the undead.
Then there was no need for the fleet at sea to be recalled to defend the city. The attack of the undead should not take too long.
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