As soon as they stepped out of the portal, a heatwave hit them in the face. The thick smell of sulfur in the air made it difficult to breathe, but it could not be helped because sulfur and flames were an eternal part of the Purgatory Abyss.
The hot air was also filled with a very strong toxic substance. Tang En instinctively activated his shield, let alone the others. Fortunately, only Tang En and Winette came here this time.
Although Fiona, Aurelia and the others were very interested, and Nar Hakesha even wanted to catch up and continue the unfinished business of making babies, Tang En did not let them come together after considering the danger of the Purgatory Abyss.
As far as the eye could see, everything was fiery red. The rugged land was filled with flowing rivers of lava. Billowing smoke connected the earth and the sky. Above their heads was an eternal blood mist. The light emitted by the crystals made the blood mist as bright as gems.
In the distant sky, one could see many devils flying in the air. On the ground below, the devils and demons were fighting in the blazing lava river. The boiling lava couldn't hurt them at all. It only flowed down from their bodies like flowing water.
Looking at the demon army in the distance, Tang En could not help but take a deep breath. Then … he coughed violently. The thick smell of sulfur made his lungs very painful.
"This is the Purgatory Abyss?"
Tang En covered his chest and sighed. "I suddenly feel that something is wrong …"
Originally, Tang En thought that even if the demons really invaded Prandal, his people would not be helpless even if they could not defeat the demons. Even if the demons won, it would be a pyrrhic victory.
But after seeing the real situation of the Purgatory Abyss, Tang En felt that he was too optimistic.
These demons who had been fighting the demons in the Purgatory Abyss for god knows how many years had already become killing machines. If the human army did not have the help of Tang En's black technology, they would only be lambs waiting to be slaughtered in the face of these enemies.
But even with a certain amount of black technology now, it was still too difficult to defeat the demon army that had experienced mountains of corpses and seas of blood.
"So, you need our help."
Salatimore chuckled. "I think you can convince His Majesty the Demon King."
Convince the Demon King? It wasn't difficult. What was difficult was how to cooperate in the later stages.
Although it was often said that demons were cruel, devils were not good people either. Calling them creatures of order was only relative to demons. Having humans and devils work together to fight against demons … Just thinking about the appearance of the allied army was unimaginably beautiful …
"Let's go, this place isn't far from the Demon King's Throne … Damn it, the spatial distortion here is getting more and more serious. The fixed spatial coordinates send us to a different location each time …"
The unintentional complaint of Salatimore, who was leading the way, made Tang En instantly alert. The spatial structure of the Purgatory Abyss had undergone the test of time for tens of thousands of years, but it was also a battlefield where demons and devils fought fiercely. It was normal for legendary powerhouses to have fierce confrontations here. Even if the spatial structure was originally very stable, it would become fragile after such a long fierce battle.
Of course, it was fine for ordinary spatial structures to become fragile, but this was the Purgatory Abyss … Tang En remembered that there was a huge Chaos Gate here!
If something happened here … the whole Prandal would not be peaceful!
Along the way, what surprised Tang En was that Salatimore, a Demon Lord, had encountered several waves of attacks. Those demons were good at hiding and broke through the front line of defense. After sneaking into the rear of the battlefield, not only could they attack the devils themselves, they could also serve as spatial coordinates for the demons behind, guiding them to open a portal and directly send airborne troops to destroy the rear. Salatimore and the others had encountered such a group of demons who were not afraid of death.
It was precisely because of this situation that the situation on the Bloody Battlefield in the Purgatory Abyss had become more and more serious since the start of the war. The battlefield had gradually spread to the entire Purgatory Abyss. Portals were everywhere, and demons could rush out to fight at any time. These demons left spatial coordinates before they died, and gradually spread the shadows of the demons throughout the Bloody Battlefield.
When Tang En followed Salatimore in the direction of Demon King Barmetos' throne, he especially observed Winette in his arms.
After entering the Purgatory Abyss, Winette did not have any special behavior. At first, she was very curious, but after a while, she lost interest and directly lay in Tang En's arms and dozed off.
Even when she was attacked by demons, Winette did not have any special reaction … This made Tang En, who was full of expectations, very surprised.
Although he did not expect Winette to have any special behavior at first, she was still the emissary of the God of Darkness, Apophis. After coming to the Purgatory Abyss, she should more or less have some reaction, right?
But no.
Nothing at all.
Winette was just like the most ordinary little devil. Her black wings drooped behind her, acting as a blanket to block the light, and then she hid under it and happily licked a lollipop …
Too leisurely.
But Tang En quickly realized that this kind of leisurely behavior was abnormal.
Anyone who suddenly came to an environment like the Purgatory Abyss would not be so leisurely.
Perhaps, this was the special characteristic of Winette's identity.
Tang En even thought that after throwing Winette out, would those demons and devils be so scared that they would lie on the ground and not dare to move?
Unfortunately … Looking at the adorable Winette in his arms, Tang En did not harden his heart to give it a try.
Under Salatimore's powerful bombardment, they quickly rushed all the way to the throne of Demon King Barmetos.
"Welcome to my world … Human, or should I say …"
Demon King Barmetos paused for a moment, looked at Tang En, and said meaningfully, "The emissary of the gods."
"You are the Demon King?"
Tang En raised his eyebrows. Demon King Barmetos' appearance was a little different from what he had imagined. How should he put it? He was less ferocious and more domineering. He was not as cunning as he had imagined, but he was unexpectedly calm.
Barmetos stood up, and under the different gazes of the devils on both sides, he said calmly, "I am the first life created by the great God of Darkness Apophis, the most ancient one of the Prandal, the ruler of the Purgatory Abyss, the monarch of the Bloody Battlefield. I am Demon King Barmetos!"
Tang En raised his eyebrows. Although this series of titles was domineering, it was not as shocking when he said it himself. It was more like an old woman bragging about herself, and it made people feel that it was funny …
"… I am Demon King Barmetos!"
Winette, who was in Tang En's arms, imitated him. Barmetos, who was on the throne, looked at her strangely.
Under the gaze of the Demon King, Winette was not nervous at all. She blinked her big, watery eyes and looked at Barmetos. After a moment, she giggled and waved her little hands non-stop. The wings on her back also flapped briskly, and her sharp tail twirled around Tang En's arm and swayed happily.
Barmetos' rank suppression did not have any effect on her.
After a moment of silence, Barmetos said calmly, "This is the emissary of the great God that you mentioned? A little devil? "
Hearing Barmetos' words, Tang En suddenly had a bad feeling in his heart.
"Are you guys joking with me?"
Barmetos suddenly growled. "Emissary? Why don't I feel any aura of my Lord from her? Why did I send such a little devil as an emissary? If there is really an important message to deliver, why not just send an adult emissary? "
"This …"
Salatimore was speechless. This was also the question that Tang En and the rest had. However, Winette's identity was without a doubt. This was confirmed and verified by Otinia herself. How could there be a mistake?
"She can't be the emissary of my Lord. My Lord hasn't given an oracle for a hundred years … Perhaps, he has left this world with the other gods …" Barmetos said.
Barmetos said in a low voice, "Leaving this abandoned world …"
"…"
Tang En frowned. The attitude of the Demon King was a little strange. Why was he so sure that Winette was not the emissary of Apophis?
Even if there was a small possibility, being able to obtain an oracle from Apophis should be a very exciting thing, right?
Why did he not look so happy? Instead, there was a … strange feeling that could not be described?
"Don't mention the emissary anymore. I will never admit that this brat who hasn't been weaned off milk is the emissary of my Lord."
Barmetos looked at Tang En and said indifferently, "Now, let's talk about the movements of the demons and how we can cooperate in the future."
Tang En, who was deep in thought, suddenly showed a faint smile. "His Majesty, the Demon King, has agreed to cooperate with us?"
"If it was the humans of the past, they would not have the right to cooperate with me."
Barmetos chuckled. "But now, the humans have you, so they barely have the chance to cooperate with This King … They should feel lucky."
Salatimore deeply agreed. If it were not for Tang En, with the current strength of the humans, they would not even have the right to see the Demon King, let alone cooperate with him.
It was precisely because of Tang En's magic equipment that improved the overall strength of the humans that they finally had a chance to cooperate with the demons.
And now, how to earn more returns from this cooperation was something that Tang En and Barmetos needed to seriously consider.
One was a modern person from Earth who had been bombarded with information. The other was a native of Prandal who was born tens of thousands of years ago and was good at tempting humans to pry into souls and play with contracts, the Demon King.
Who would be the final victor?
Looking at the sinister smile on Barmetos' lips, the answer seemed obvious …
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