Garon came back to his senses. He was surrounded by piles of bones, flesh, and blood. The corrosive air sizzled and emitted green smoke.
Demons were constantly rushing to the front. Some of these demons were Tanar 'ri's small demons and big demons. They dragged long spiky tails, had black bat wings on their backs, and horns on their heads. Their forms were very distinct, and they were the most standard demons in the human's impression.
There were also some strange war machines, huge black turtles with mouths full of sharp teeth. One-eyed giants with faces full of black scales.
There were also devil rays floating in the air. Their bodies were covered with huge poisonous thorns, and each one was like a balloon that could burst out a large number of poisonous thorns like a rain of arrows at any time.
Other than the various demons, there were mercenaries from various major planes.
Humans and humanoid races made up the most. Garon saw that most of the kobolds were rushing to the side. These kobolds were shouting in a different tone of Draconic, waving their flails or hammers. Some of their hands were shining with the glimmer of magic, fanatically driven by the Abyss Consciousness to rush forward.
The bloody battle was almost over. The demons' attack was further pushed back, but overall, they still maintained the advantage. If the demon fortress had not released the last batch of huge demons into the battlefield, they would probably have been rushed directly into the fortress gate.
"Respected powerhouse, take out your military merit card. It's time to reward you according to your contributions." An Onibaba floated in front of Garon and spoke in a shrill voice.
"Lead the way." Garon glanced at her indifferently. Every different demon fortress was an independent country. As long as one was a powerhouse, one could become the fortress lord, regardless of race or position. Generally, fortress lords were the top powerhouses, at least level-14.
Level-14 and level-15 were already the peak of the mortal world, but here, they could only be the lords of small fortresses. This was the Abyss, a bloody place shone by the chained sun.
There were even many demigods hidden here. There were also some evil gods and abyss lords who lived in some levels of the Abyss. These were the real gods. They were not existences that mortals could compete with.
He had to be careful here.
Garon had a rough idea of his own limits. During the fight with the Devil Warlord, he had already understood that his overall strength should be around the 12th Rank. With the soul artifact and the Poisonous Eye as his trump cards, as long as he wasn't caught off guard, he could rely on the mana fluctuations to forcefully distort and interfere with space-time spells. That way, he could barely reach a stalemate.
"Even if I raise my Agility and Intelligence to 180, I'll probably only be at level 13. After level 10, every level has a huge difference in strength. It's best if I can improve myself here and hunt more devils for Potential Points. "Garon thought.
He had already shown his strength, and presumably, the Demon Fort's Lord would value him very much.
Led by Onibaba, Garon retreated from the battlefield and walked into the fortress through the gate surrounded by white bone spikes. Squads of crawling Giant Abyssal Demons were transporting the corpses from the battlefield into the fortress, filling up the gaps in the damaged walls and buildings.
These Giant Demons looked like enlarged Skeleton Warriors, but their bones were much thicker, and they were about five to six meters tall. They were extremely strong.
The corpses were transported by flying black Fish Skates. They flapped their wide wings and dumped piles of corpses, regardless of whether they were devils or devils.
Some of the black Fish Skates began to greedily gnaw on the corpses before they were done.
Squads of well-equipped warriors with two sharp bone spikes on their backs patrolled the fortress. The bone spikes on their backs formed a perfect circle behind their heads, and they looked very disciplined.
Onibaba led Garon all the way to the highest point of the fortress.
They passed through an equipment forging area, which was full of dwarves and human blacksmiths. There were also many slaves who were cursed and forced to work.
They passed through a trade area and a gladiator area.
Soon, they arrived in front of a huge palace made of white bones.
The guards were two Silver Colossal Statues that were more than ten meters tall. They bent down and looked at Garen carefully. Only then did they silently open the entrance.
A little devil with purple-red skin flew out and took over the task of leading Garon.
"Please follow me, honorable powerhouse." The little devil was a female with a beautiful face. Except for the wings on her back and a long bone spiked tail, she looked like a human woman.
Garon's heart skipped a beat as soon as he entered the palace.
The Fortress Master at the top of the palace was a Skeleton Lich in a red robe. His eyes flashed with red light, and he held his chin with his hand, seemingly thinking about something.
There were a few guests sitting below, and Kratos was one of them!
"Welcome, our powerful White Dragon Warrior."
The Skeleton Lich clapped his hands lightly and spoke in a graceful voice of a noblewoman.
"As an outsider mercenary who suddenly joined the battle, Your Excellency White Dragon, what kind of reward do you want to offset your military service this time?"
Garon glanced at Kratos, who was eyeing him covetously, and two other strange creatures on his left.
One was a black dog-headed man with black smoke all over his body, and the other was an elemental creature whose skin was covered in red clouds and looked more like red lava.
Both of them exuded strong hostility, greed, and bloodthirst.
Garon now had a vague understanding of what was the core of Level Ten and above.
"Reward?" He retracted his gaze and looked at the Fortress Master. In front of a powerful Level Fourteen existence, these guys shouldn't dare to act recklessly.
"I want enough souls! High-quality souls! "
Kratos's eyes narrowed. The human form he transformed into was a miniature version of a giant beast, and there was basically no change in his appearance.
"This guy is relying on the Soul Divine Weapon that can purify soul impurities, but it can't absorb souls directly. What's the use of it?"
"No matter what, let's capture this guy first!" Bakiloa transmitted his voice coldly.
"High-quality souls?" The Fortress Master's white bony palm gently crossed its fingers and thought for a while.
"With your military service, I can give you ten Level Ten souls. Yes, complete Level Ten souls without any damage. In addition, your Level Ten core has just been formed right … It seems to be mainly poison. I'll give you a White Bone Giant Pit that can produce two White Bone Giant Demons every week. If you're willing to join me, I can give you a territory that completely belongs to you. How about it? Slaves, wealth, treasures, whatever you want, you can have it! I can also give you an army to let you return to the Main Plane and take revenge on those enemies who once drove you into the Abyss! "
Garon suddenly understood that the other party was trying to recruit him.
Looking at the surprised expressions of Bakiloa and the other two on the side, he suddenly understood that the Fortress Master was using their threat and the temptation of benefits to lure him to join her.
Anyway, he came here to kill to improve himself. It didn't matter whether he joined or not.
"Okay, I'll join."
The Fortress Master chuckled.
"Straightforward enough!" She rubbed the bones of her hand and began to look at the three guys on the side with ill intentions. Kratos' face suddenly turned pale. Maffey was also faintly nervous, but only Bakiloa didn't care. He was confident that with his Level Thirteen strength, even if he couldn't confront the Fortress Master head-on, at most, he would be severely injured and escape.
But presumably, the Fortress Master wouldn't kill them because of this.
He rolled his eyes and similarly chuckled.
"Lady Vengeance, what if we join your fortress together? Can you agree to our conditions? "
"You?" The Skeleton Lich seemed to find it funny and laughed out loud.
"Bakiloa, I've heard of your reputation long ago. You're capricious and the terms of the contract are naturally ineffective against you. Even the Netherworld River Contract can't restrain you. Your personality changes every month in the Abyss. Who would dare to use you?"
"And you, Maffey. Your enemies alone are enough to give me a headache. Your strength is average and your ability to escape is top-notch. Yet, you like to cause trouble everywhere."
She looked at Kratos.
"Finally, there's you, Kratos. The Thane of Wanku Fortress has already communicated with me and asked me to send you back quickly. It's impossible to leave you here."
She spread out her hands.
"Look, in this way, what use do you have for me? And His Excellency Garon has actually slaughtered a lot of devils for me. He's quite useful on the battlefield. "
"Also, let's not talk about the other relationship between him and me …"
The Skeleton Lich said meaningfully.
"If that's the case, then we won't bother you anymore." Bakiloa saw that things were not going to work out and was too lazy to talk nonsense. Since he couldn't beat her, he might as well leave. His entire body exploded with a bang and disappeared on the spot.
Maffey chuckled and also dispersed and disappeared. They were basically projections here. Which individual in the Abyss wasn't cunning and cautious?
Kratos glared at Garon hatefully. He knew that there was no other way now. Moreover, he had made a mortal enemy for no reason. His mood was not just a little depressed, so he left as well.
Only the Skeleton Lich and Garon were left in the Great Hall of White Bones.
"Garon, is Ann alright now?" The Skeleton Lich suddenly opened its mouth and said a name that made Garon somewhat stunned.
"You! …?" He narrowed his eyes cautiously. "How did you know that I'm related to Ann?"
The Skeleton Lich suddenly laughed out loud.
"How would I know? When I was learning Arcane Arts at Ann's place, I'm afraid that even your mother wasn't born yet! "
This fellow's aura changed. Suddenly, its entire body emitted a terrifying aura that was as deep as a black hole.
This power enveloped the entire Great Hall. It was more vast than the sea and more majestic than the sky. It was mixed with countless naturally fluttering black smoke human faces. Those were the same black smoke human faces that Ann had in the Abyss.
Seeing this, Garon instantly believed it. This kind of black smoke with human faces would only appear at Ann's place.
"Dragon of Disaster …" he murmured in a low voice.
"Yes … This is just one of my incarnations," the Skeleton Lich replied with a smile. "My main body is hidden in a dark layer of the Abyss. I usually only move around in this identity."
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