The valley where Balhe lived was a rather dangerous terrain on the Corridor of Dead Leaves.
Ma Wen could not understand why the son of such a demon lord would come here, but since he had built an altar here, it was very likely that he wanted to establish his own force here.
As far as he knew, many of the evil witchcraft in the abyss were related to altars, or at least, they could only be used with an altar.
The demon wizards on the altar, especially the legendary ones, were even more terrifying than the wizards with the [Infinite Magic Eye].
Ma Wen had assassinated a demon wizard in his previous life, and he had died three times before succeeding. The reason was that the altar had many terrifying abilities.
For example, it could resurrect the soul of the demon wizard in the altar. With an altar, a powerful demon wizard could basically be treated as a lich.
Therefore, for demon wizards, the altar was equivalent to an enhanced version of a wizard tower.
It took a long time to build a wizard altar, and when the altar was completed, it would cause a lot of noise.
Ma Wen did not know how the people of Isengard were fooled, but it was enough to show that Balhe was different.
Although in everyone's understanding, demons were wild and chaotic, they had always despised thinking and advocated force.
But Ma Wen knew that these demons did not include the wizards among them.
A rational person born from a chaotic race was even more terrifying.
Ma Wen walked around the canyon, and the more he looked, the more frightened he became.
The mouth of the canyon was filled with an acidic fog. Once touched, even with Ma Wen's strong resistance, his skin would have a red rash.
If he had not pushed it away in time, the rash would have spread even faster.
This was not the only negative status. At the same time, through observation on the data panel, Ma Wen found that as long as he came into contact with the fog, he would instantly be hung with more than three negative statuses: [Plague (Rash), Weakened Perception (Slow Reaction), Reduced Willpower (Drowsiness)]
This was only a few seconds of contact, and only God knew what other strange things were in this layer of fog.
The two ace assassins were indeed experts to be able to sneak in.
Ma Wen became even more vigilant.
In the beginning, he still felt that the two ace assassins did not live up to their name, but now, he had already put away that mentality.
Just this layer of fog was enough to give him a headache, not to mention the demon behind it.
The other party already knew that he was coming and was quietly waiting for him to walk into the trap.
Following his opponent's rhythm was not Ma Wen's style.
After some thought, he quickly retreated from the vicinity of the canyon's entrance and headed towards the other parts of the Withered Leaf Corridor.
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In the quiet and secluded valley, the edge of the altar made of six Abyssal Primordial Stones emitted a strange light.
A cyclops' arm bone was inserted around the altar, and a flag from the abyss hung on it.
This flag represented the will of the Abyss Lord, and it was equivalent to a space-time coordinate that could recruit demons to join Balhe.
As for the Great Demon himself, he was standing on a dissection table outside the altar.
On the dissection table, a blond man's chest had been cut open, and his internal organs had been dug out.
However, he was still alive, and his eyes were full of fear. Because of his hoarse shouting, his vocal cords were cut off by Balhe.
"Don't worry too much, you won't die."
The Great Demon held a suture in his hand, patiently and gently closing the huge wound on his belly.
"You should feel honored. As the 43rd experimental subject, you are already a finished product. Although your soul will always be loyal to the Blood Triangle flag, compared to your compatriots, you should feel honored. "
"The human body is too weak. I will give you the heart of a demon and a strong body, and at the same time, you will maintain the rational thinking unique to humans, which will help you in battle. Soon, I will get an army, which will follow me to sweep the entire Scarlet Wasteland. But I hate to fight with a group of idiots who only know how to kill and destroy. I need some demons with brains. "
"This is not easy. I need your leadership and combat ability – I heard that you are a general who is good at arranging troops in your world? "
As Balhe talked to himself, the blond man maintained a high degree of fear.
In the end, the panic turned into sorrow.
The plane he was in was captured by the Abyss – it was a secondary plane, and the most powerful person was only level 16, because that was the upper limit of the plane.
In the face of the tidal wave of demons that gushed out of the Devil's Gate, they had no power to resist.
Most of them were slaughtered on the spot, and the rest became prisoners.
He used to be a beloved general, but now he was a prisoner. After changing hands several times, he fell into Balhe's hands.
This madman wanted to transform him into a member of the Abyss, while maintaining his previous military ability.
This was not a simple thing. The power of demons originally had chaotic attributes, and most of the transformation and fall rituals would be accompanied by mental imbalance.
What Balhe wanted to do was to change this historical pattern.
In his view, the 43rd experimental subject was almost perfect.
His physique was very strong, and only in this way could he accommodate the demon egg.
His will was strong, so he should not be easily disturbed by the chaotic blood.
There was only one last step left.
Balhe took out a wriggling demon egg from the blood pool on the side and forced it into the blond man's mouth!
The blond man's resistance was useless.
The Devil's Egg quickly drilled down his throat and into his chest.
Because all his human internal organs had been removed, the demon egg could hatch directly. Under the effect of the Abyss magic, the human body's rejection system was greatly controlled.
This time, he was very likely to succeed in one fell swoop!
Thinking of this, Balhe could not help but feel excited.
Since the moment he was born, he had seen through the biggest drawback of the Abyss.
Such powerful abyssal demons were unable to notify the universe. This was because their martial strength was far too great and their intelligence was unable to match it.
Balhe felt that he was different, and his birth would inevitably lead the Abyss to glory.
But before that, he had to do something to make his father look at him in a different light.
And the Bloody Wasteland was the starting point of his conquest of the Abyss and the world!
He silently watched the changes of the blond man. His stomach rose and fell rapidly, and his expression was very painful – obviously, the demon egg was devouring this empty shell.
But this was not the result that Balhe wanted to see.
He said fiercely to the blond man:
"If you want to live, kill the nascent will in the demon egg!"
"He is competing with you for the initiative of this body. If you admit defeat, your body will be occupied by a demon!"
"Do you want to live? Do you want to see your daughter have a wife? "
"If so, then fight with all your might! Hahaha … "
In the lonely valley, Balhe's presumptuous laughter echoed.
However, the next second, a light blue dragon-shaped object appeared beside him and whispered in the Abyss language:
"My master, that person is provoking again."
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