Although the sun that shone through the bloody dust looked dark red and had no temperature, it was actually even hotter than the main material world. Together with the rivers of magma that flowed at the bottom of the plain all year round, the temperature in the midair was more than sixty degrees Celsius. Even without the spreading of curses and toxins, it was impossible for ordinary human beings to survive in such an environment.
A silver light flashed and slashed out in the shape of a crescent. Then, it disappeared, leaving an illusionary and hideous gap that seemed to be piercing through the abyss.
The hundreds of demons led by the six-armed snake-like monster suddenly stopped in place, as if someone had cast "Time Stop" on them. A second later, their bodies suddenly exploded, turning into a bloody mist that filled the sky. Pieces of corpses fell to the ground like raindrops, scattered but neat.
"Your control over the legendary 'Sword of Truth' is getting better and better." Seeing that, Lucien was not stingy with his compliments. Natasha was not using the legendary longsword 'Sword of Truth' at this moment but holding 'Pale Justice' tightly, practicing her delicate control over her blood power by slaying demons.
Natasha was in high spirits and delight. "I'm not a Knight who has nothing but bravery. I've always controlled my strength well, especially during the three years I spent at the bottom level of the abbey after I advanced into a celestial Knight, during which I truly grasped my own will and body …"
She accepted Lucien's compliment without any embarrassment. Then, she said regretfully, "It's a pity that we only met senior-rank demons on our way. Not just the Demon Lords, we didn't even see the lesser lords such as the Duke Fiend. We couldn't fully carry out our strength and find our shortcomings."
"Every level of the abyss can support one Demon Lord at best. It means that if a Duke Fiend cannot control most of the areas in his own demiplane, it will be impossible for him to receive the feedback of 'abyss' and advance into a legendary Demon Lord." Lucien explained to Natasha with a smile. Although she had learned a lot about the abyss before she came, she was still far from Lucien. 'Demons' was a fundamental subject for every sorcerer. "Therefore, unless there's a joint operation, the best we can run into on the Scarlet Plain is the Sovereign of Blood."
In the abyss, except for the few special demons such as the Lord of Spectres and the Demogorgon of Darkness, most of the Demon Lords did not have names either. They only had the codenames that the experts in the main material world gave them.
In the abyss, there were a lot of known Demon Lords, three times more than the nine levels of hell. There were twenty-eight of them in total. However, just like nobody knew exactly how many levels there were in the abyss, nobody knew exactly how many legendary demons there were. Even Rhein, the Observer, who had lived for tens of thousands of years, was not certain. The abyss deserved its name of 'Bottomless Abyss'.
However, because they killed each other randomly and advanced by defeating and absorbing other Demon Lords, the overall strength of the abyss was not even as high as that of hell, which only had nine Duke Fiends. After Tiphotidis, the Ice Duke and the Master of Argent, completely perished, a new legendary devil grew up in the Silent Hell a few years ago and was appointed as the new Ice Duke by the Lord of Hell.
Through the approval of the Lord of Hell, the Ice Duke received the feedback and enhancement of the demiplane of the Silent Hell and advanced from level one of legendary to level two quickly.
The new Ice Duke was said to be very cunning and good at deception. Therefore, he was nicknamed 'Lord of Mysteries'.
"Hehe. It's great that we ran into the Sovereign of Blood!" Although Natasha craved battle, she did not want to put herself and her husband in danger of the joint operation of the Demon Lords.
Malfurion was surrounded by green light, as if countless green plants had grown out of him. The refreshing and natural environment was a striking contrast to the harsh environment around. He observed the surroundings attentively in case of the Demon Lords' ambush and completely ignored the 'outing' where Lucien and Natasha were chatting and fighting.
According to the feedback of astrology, Mirror of Fate and other spells, Lucien adjusted the direction of his advance. Suddenly, the picture in the crystal ball became clear!
Inside an enormous circle of white stones, the bloody soil protruded upward in a weird and rugged way, as if it were a mysterious altar!
The bloody wall around the altar was full of complicated, three-dimensional patterns, which made one's desire to kill surged up the moment they saw it. Those patterns spread out from the altar and seemed to be connected to the entire Scarlet Plain. Above the altar, vigorous green colors were brimming, as if the world inside was a natural realm similar to the Stroop Forest.
Outside of the enormous circle of stones, there was a bloody fortress whose solid wall was made of the corpses of different races. Hearts, intestines, heads and other things could be vaguely seen.
That was the 'Flesh Castle' of the Sovereign of Blood!
"The origin of everything seems to be here …" Looking at the crystal ball, Lucien said in surprise, "Isn't it a little too smooth?"
After finding the origin of the expansion of the abyssal gap, Malfurion did not stay silent anymore. Instead, he looked at the crystal ball thoughtfully and said, "Let's go over and investigate first. We'll finish it as soon as possible. If the enemy is strong, we'll retreat and summon enough legends."
"Be careful of ambushes. Everything is too simple and smooth …" Natasha said solemnly, her smile of delight in the battle gone.
However, it also fit the feature of demons that it was difficult for them to set up complicated schemes.
… …
The earthen platform that was shaped like an altar was very spacious. A dense and lush forest emitted a fresh smell. In the center of the forest, there was an emerald green object surrounded by green spots of light. It swelled and expanded, bringing about vigorous vitality.
Next to the green object, an enormous demon that was covered in tiny bloody scales was pacing back and forth anxiously. The wings on its back were enshrouded in bloody, scorching brilliance.
The most special thing about it was that it had two heads. One of them looked like a ferocious dog, but it had two sheep-like horns, and the other looked like a human-faced goat.
"Like I said, I hate such an environment the most! Damn it, I'm going to destroy this place! "The dog head roared loudly, its golden eyes full of chaos and destruction.
The human-faced goat head sneered. "You can't even hold yourself back and think normally. No wonder you've always been suppressed by me."
"I'm going to kill you one day!" The dog head suddenly extended forward and opened its mouth, baring its white teeth and biting its other head.
The human-faced goat slightly tilted its head and dodged, as if it were already used to the "cannibalism". "You brainless idiot, do you want to sabotage the plan? Do you want to be punished? "
The dog head stopped and roared angrily, "What's the use of the plan? We might as well kill our way in! "
It did not cause any more chaos. Obedience to the superiors was a manifestation of demons' weakness. If the superiors were not strong enough to suppress the demons below, the demons would not mind betraying and killing them at all. In fact, when they were most confused, they often tried to overthrow the superiors without caring about the difference in strength.
"What's the use of telling you the plan? Can you understand it? " The human-faced goat snorted. "We have to wait here for the investigators of the Congress of Magic and the elves to come. Then, we will have a 'fierce battle' and escape in 'failure'. We will leave this place and the 'clues' to them."
"Don't kill them?" The dog head found it hard to believe. "What's the point of that?"
On the Scarlet Plain, it felt that it could deal with Malfurion. As for who the Congress of Magic would send, it did not care at all!
"All in all, we have to fail!" The human-faced goat was too lazy to argue with the idiot. It had been tens of thousands of years, and it had never been able to make further progress because of the scoundrel.
Also, it believed that on the Scarlet Plain, even if Douglas and Aglaea came, it would still be able to escape. Except for the few demons in the abyss, nobody liked to collect intelligence and learn from their demigods.
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