The Abyss World.
In the Chaos, there was a huge world that was red, black, deep purple, mixed with dark green and gray. It stood there eternally.
From the outside, the structure of this world was similar to a spiral staircase. The bottom led to the deepest part of the Chaos.
This world was called the Abyss World. The Abyss World's volume was extremely huge even in the Chaos.
It was so huge that it was rare.
It was also because of its size that there were legends of the Abyss in the multiverse and the planes.
In fact, there were legends in many planes that the lower the level of the Abyss Plane, the stronger the Abyss Demon Lord. However, that was not the case.
"Of course, that's the general data. However, just like how there are prodigies among the humans, there are rare exceptions among the Abyss Demon Lords. The Abyss Demon Lord of the seventh level is a famous exception," Zhu Yan said to Gao Peng and the rest while leaning on the hill.
"What's the Lord's name?"
"How strong is it?"
Xiao Huang and the rest asked impatiently.
Zhu Yan cleared his throat. "The Abyss Demon Lord of the seventh level is called Death Storm – Dark Crow. This name can't be called directly in the Abyss. Of course, we're in the Nine Heavens now. It's not a problem to call its name directly.
As for how strong it is, it once fought with the Black Tortoise God of the Four Holy Aspects and escaped unscathed. "
"Tsk." Xiao Huang pursed his lips. He thought it was awesome. In the end, it was just a battle record of escaping unscathed. His status had dropped.
"Cough, cough. Actually, it's already very strong to be able to fight with the Black Tortoise God and escape unscathed. The Black Tortoise God once killed the Abyss Demon Lord of the 55th level without much effort."
"What's the name of the 55th level's Demon Lord?" Xiao Huang asked impatiently.
"Uh …" Zhu Yan was stunned. Bai Ze didn't tell me that.
How should I answer?
One second, two seconds, three seconds passed.
"I still have some matters to attend to at home. I'll look for you tomorrow. Be there or be square." Zhu Yan got up and bid farewell. He turned around and left.
Only Xiao Huang and Da Zi, who were more adorable, were still wondering why Zhu Yan suddenly left. Fat Sea and Gao Peng guessed something. They looked at each other and smiled.
At night, the monsters that were hunting the demons had all returned to their base camp to rest.
Only the remaining demons were left in the wild.
There was also a moon in the World Vortex Battlefield. It was a projection of the moon drawn from the Ninth Heaven.
Bright moonlight lit up the dark earth.
Most of the valuable corpses on the main battlefield had been moved away, leaving only some low-level and worthless corpses on the battlefield.
The desolate battlefield seemed a little gloomy.
A shadow appeared in the corner of the battlefield.
Lurking in the shadows was a black-skinned little Demon who was less than a meter tall and could be considered a miniature dwarf in the demon race.
The black-skinned imp's goal was very clear. First, it carefully observed its surroundings. After confirming that there was no one hiding in the dark, it turned into a shadow and slithered towards the center of the battlefield.
Its movements were untraceable. It lurked in the shadows like a fish.
Finally, it stopped. The black-skinned imp raised its head, revealing a white mark between its eyebrows.
The imp knelt on one knee and used the dried blood of the surrounding corpses to draw a sacrificial array.
A black and red fog floated above the magic array, and the little evil demon's body twitched and fell to the ground, unconscious.
After a while, the little evil demon opened its eyes and slowly floated up from the ground.
Its arms were raised, and its legs floated in the void.
Its eyes glowed with a strange red light.
"The familiar World Vortex Battlefield," a hoarse voice said from the little evil demon's mouth. "Hohoho, let me give you a big gift ~"
The little evil demon's body disintegrated, like a candle melting in high temperature. Its eyes, wings, and torso all turned into a pool of black liquid that sank into the earth.
One thousand meters underground.
A cocoon made of blood-red silk lay on the ground. Countless blood-red silk threads extended from the surface of the cocoon, like the roots of plants filling the entire earth.
It was absorbing the death and blood of the entire battlefield.
The black liquid sank into the cocoon.
A quarter of an hour later, the cocoon moved.
It contracted inwards, and then slowly expanded outwards, like a beating heart.
.....
"Let's clean up the corpses on the battlefield." A Mutated Monster Trainer who looked to be in his thirties walked in front, followed by his familiar, the black-and-white long-tailed ape. Looking at the empty battlefield, the Mutated Monster Trainer smiled. It seems that I came early today, and there's still no one here.
The black-and-white long-tailed ape moved quickly.
It easily lifted two corpses and put them on its shoulders.
The Mutated Monster Trainer identified the corpses in the pile, trying to pick out the most valuable ones.
After all, it took a lot of time and energy to go back and forth. Naturally, he had to maximize the benefits.
"Roar!" He heard his familiar roar uneasily.
The Monster Trainer's face turned serious. He stopped picking out corpses and prepared to leave immediately.
Turning around, a black shadow was almost nose to nose with him.
"Ah." The monster trainer jumped in fright and leaned back.
Only then did he see the black shadow in front of him clearly — a blood-stained scarecrow.
There were more than a dozen eyeballs hanging from the scarecrow's eyes. The green blood vessels on the eyeballs and the size of the eyeballs made him have a terrible guess.
The scarecrow's upper body was wearing a Mutated Monster Trainer's combat suit. There was a blood-stained identity tag hanging on the chest of the combat suit.
"You …" The Mutated Monster Trainer retreated and fell to the ground with a thud.
But to his relief, the scarecrow didn't make any further moves. It just stood there quietly.
The Mutated Monster Trainer scrambled to his feet and ran back.
Bang.
Suddenly, he knocked over something.
Turning around, he saw a scarecrow knocked over to the ground.
The straw on the scarecrow's face separated, revealing the black hole inside. It said faintly, "You bumped into me, so … let's play a game."
Gulp.
The Mutated Monster Trainer pretended to retreat. The black-and-white long-tailed ape had already run behind him and stood beside his familiar's feet. The Mutated Monster Trainer's nervousness eased a lot.
"Kill it!" The Mutated Monster Trainer ordered viciously.
Play a game? I'll play a f * cking game with you.
The scarecrow was expressionless. It raised its right hand and hooked it up gently.
A rusty hook rushed out of the scarecrow's body and into the black-and-white long-tailed ape's body.
Then, the black-and-white long-tailed ape's lifelike soul was locked by the iron hook.
The Mutated Monster Trainer's neck stiffened. He only thought that he had been tricked.
The black-and-white long-tailed ape fell to the ground with a thud.
The death of his familiar caused the Blood Contract to backfire. The Mutated Monster Trainer spat out a mouthful of blood. It was as if his entire body had been sucked dry. It was as if he hadn't slept for three days.
"Let's play a game?" The scarecrow's voice echoed in his ears.
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