"Overturn the Abyss? With just you? "
Illier sneered out of habit. He could not get what he desired, so he instinctively mocked those who had the same idea.
Especially just now, he felt even more despair.
Lan Mu looked at him indifferently and said, "Do you want to die?"
Illier was startled. Although the Demon Man form still looked a little like a human, his eyes were extremely terrifying. He did not feel the same as the other demons in the Abyss.
He quickly realized that he could not win against the other party at all, nor was he qualified to talk to him as an equal.
This was the Abyss. If he wanted to achieve his goal, he had to survive first.
"No … I don't want to."
Lan Mu said, "As a lurker, if you don't have enough patience, you might as well commit suicide."
Illier lowered his head and felt that he had lost his cool. The demon blood in his body always took the opportunity to corrupt him. If not for the Tree of Life's constant protection, he would have forgotten what he wanted to do …
After he calmed down, he said, "Are you also from Avalon?"
"No … I have nothing to do with your world. It's just that my teacher is from Avalon. Listen, I'll give you two choices now … "
Lan Mu continued, "One, follow me, tell me what you know, and respect my orders …"
Illier whispered, "The second choice is to kill me?"
"No, the second choice is to let you go. You go your way, and I'll do mine," Lan Mu said indifferently.
Illier pondered. The first choice was obviously to become Lan Mu's subordinate and complete the incredible task of overturning the Abyss with him.
In a sense, this might be Illier's only chance to protect Avalon, or he might die in the Abyss with Lan Mu.
He really wanted to choose the second choice and find a way himself because he was not as crazy as Lan Mu. He just wanted to protect Avalon.
At this time, Illier looked at the indifferent Lan Mu and swallowed the choice that was at the tip of his tongue.
"He'll let me go? No! Impossible! As a man determined to destroy the Abyss, this so-called second choice is actually a dead end! He'll definitely kill me! "
Illier did not dare to gamble. The other party had the strength to kill him. He had to live.
"I choose to follow you, Dante."
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After the Teddy King's unexpected victory, the Flame Demon settlement returned to its usual order.
Because of the barrenness of Hell, the guys who came from the Eastern and Western Sky Regions didn't like the burning environment here. Some of the more capable ones built various styles of buildings here.
There were portable base capsules and advanced goods like the Dark Tree House. There were also barbaric digging of holes or stone castles.
Because of Cell's existence, the Well of the Abyss had never been opened. Everyone had been delayed here for many days.
The baptism had just opened, and the first batch of demons and abyssal dragons had already entered the Abyss.
It was customary for these two races to go first, and no one dared to object.
As the two most powerful races in the abyss, the demons had three kings, and the dragons had three kings. Who would dare to act rashly?
Lan Mu and Ill arrived, but they couldn't participate in the baptism immediately. They had to line up.
"I remember that there's no limit to the number of people who can be baptized at the same time in the Abyss …" Lan Mu said. In Samoyed's memory, he could be baptized as soon as he arrived.
Ill stood at the back and said, "Even so, there's a sequence of baptisms. Demons and dragons go first …"
Lan Mu pursed his lips. Other than the first batch of the two races who had already entered, there was still a short line behind.
The reason why the line was short was because most people didn't line up at all. They just stood around and looked around.
The two tall demons didn't care about these fallen races at all. They guarded the entrance and checked everyone who came. Entering the Abyss required a certificate.
As for whether to line up or not, it was up to them. They only dealt with one person at a time.
There were only five Ogres in front of Lan Mu. When there were only two left, a young and strong two-headed Ogre suddenly walked over and pushed the first Ogre to the back, forcefully pushing him to the first position.
Seeing that he was about to take out his certificate, Lan Mu whispered, "Why can he cut the line?"
Ill smiled bitterly. "You're good. You can cut the line too."
Lan Mu thought about it and agreed. The Abyss respected the strong. If they didn't accept it, they would fight. Obviously, the guy who was pushed to second felt that he couldn't win against the ogre, so he swallowed his pride.
With Lan Mu's strength, if he wanted to cut the line, he could be the first one now. However, there weren't many people in front of him anyway, so he didn't bother and let him cut the line this time.
In the end, a group of Orcs suddenly came from the side. There were a total of twenty of them, and they forced their way to the front.
This time, there were many of them. They were obviously from the same clan. The few who were pushed to the back endured it, and the ogre didn't dare to say anything.
In fact, those who came to participate in the baptism weren't very strong. The stronger they were, the more difficult it was. They were all very experienced and chose the lowest difficulty point.
Occasionally, there would be a few who were stronger, and they would stand out from the crowd and have priority.
In addition, when everyone's strength wasn't high, having more people was an advantage.
"Why is there a human here? How strange! Go back! "The last Orc came in front of Lan Mu and directly pushed him back. The undemonized Dante looked like a human, so he definitely wouldn't be strong to participate in the baptism. A weak human was completely uncompetitive.
Lan Mu could still tolerate one person cutting in, but twenty at once. Lan Mu was about to draw his sword.
However, Lan Mu had already sold his sword to the Lord God, so he used magic to condense a sword.
"Not convinced?" The Orc also took out his weapon. He was half a body taller than Lan Mu, and the hammer in his hand was bigger than Lan Mu's body.
These were all fallen races born in the Abyss. Perhaps their ancestors were heroes who resisted the Abyss, but that was long gone.
In the chaos of the Abyss, how could there be such a thing as obediently waiting in line? Demons and dragons had priority, and then the strong had priority.
As soon as this Orc shouted, the twenty Orcs in the front row all turned around.
Ilir sneered. "Courting death."
It was indeed courting death. As soon as Ilir finished speaking, the Orc in front of Lan Mu was cut in half and turned into a Demon Blood Orb to absorb.
The remaining Orcs were all stunned, and the nearby onlookers immediately became excited.
"They're fighting! There's a good show to watch! "
An Orc madly slashed forward, and a giant axe cut deeply into Lan Mu's head, sinking three inches deep.
However, Lan Mu's expression did not change. With a flash of blood, he cut off the Orc's head.
"I had my eyes on that human and wanted to cut in line, but I didn't expect him to be so unyielding." The onlookers were surprised that Lan Mu could still fight back with an axe in his head. This scene made them feel that Lan Mu was a madman who liked to die together with others.
"Quick, guess the result. How long can this human live …"
"Hiss! Stop guessing! He's finished! "
The show ended just as it started. The whole process was intense but short. Scarlet swords danced, demon blood splashed, and limbs flew everywhere.
Lan Mu cut from the end of the line to the first. The whole process only took five seconds.
He did not dodge any attacks. While wildly slashing and tearing apart the enemies, he also took a few hits.
There was an Orc battle axe on his head, deep into his brain. Blood flowed from both sides to his ears.
There was also a hatchet on his right arm. Its owner had already died under Lan Mu's sword. Only this hatchet was still stuck in his arm.
The nineteen Orcs and the Ogre were all dead, but there was still a tenacious Orc who had not breathed his last.
He had already been fatally wounded by Lan Mu and was lying on the ground bleeding. However, as expected of an Orc's temper, he did not let go of the axe in his hand even when he was on the verge of death.
The axe was deeply embedded in Lan Mu's left leg, causing him to be dragged along. Every time Lan Mu took a step forward, he would be dragged along.
Lan Mu cut through the entire line and stood in front of the two Fire Demons guarding the door. This Orc did not let go, plowing a bloody path that was more than ten meters long on the ground.
Enlil followed, his scimitar slashing rapidly, wanting to help Lan Mu get rid of this Orc.
Unexpectedly, Lan Mu swatted away Enlil's attack with a sword and stopped him.
Enlil was stunned, then he smiled in realization. "I understand. He is indeed very courageous. He can be considered a true Orc. Let him go."
He thought that Lan Mu admired this Orc's spirit and wanted to spare his life.
However, Lan Mu finished off this Orc with a sword just as he finished speaking.
Enlil was stunned again, then he said in realization, "I understand. You're freeing him. With his injuries, no one in hell will save him. It's an honor to die by your hands."
However, Lan Mu glanced at him and did not explain. Enlil's words made Lan Mu feel embarrassed to tell him the truth.
Lan Mu simply did not want Enlil to steal the kill. He had to kill the enemy with his own hands to obtain the Demonic Blood Orb.
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