Things in the world are impermanent, but overnight, the canyon where the plane passages in the dark swamp are located undergoes earth-shaking changes.

The magic seal array that was originally commanded by the Holy Land Lord and guarded by the sea clan and orcs no longer exists. The originally twisted plane passage expanded by at least a hundred times like a black hole, and even the towering gorge walls on both sides were swallowed up by the expanded plane passages.

In the black-hole plane passage, batches of troops came out neatly and walked out along the canyon. Outside the canyon was a rolling hill, but after the erosion and weathering of the dark aura for thousands of years, it had turned into flat ground. The barracks rose from the ground, and at first glance, they could not tell how many miles they had stretched out. Countless demon soldiers were shuttled through it.

The army with a purge did not appear messy with the increase in the number of people. The dense array of soldiers corresponded to the air force flying in the sky. In addition to the various bloodlines brought by the cavalry, the strange-looking horses sniff from time to time and countless magic pets made strange noises, the world was quiet.

Not all the demon soldiers teleported from the plane channel are Demon soldiers, but most of them are humans of all colors, dwarves, elves, and even races that are not found in the Yalan continent. There is no doubt that this is a miscellaneous army. They are all from other low-level plane signs, while the officers and pickets who command them are real demons.

In the canyon, the sea clan and orcs originally lived in the stone chamber, and the demon officers were not qualified to enjoy it. The empire superiors, the high-level powerful men and the Demon God Cult each took one side, but they firmly protected the plane passages.

"A summoner who is not a sacred realm rank, and a summoner who has an innate summoning beast..."

There were seven or eight demons sitting in a stone chamber. Among them, a heroic woman muttered with a faint smile on her face. Her exquisitely crafted armor set off her concave and convex body, her wheat-colored skin shone with a healthy light, and her blue eyes looked at the orc in front of her. She asked in a charming tone: "How much do you know about this Holy Land Summoner?"

The orc is a young tiger clan, just an ordinary magic crystal gunner. His strength is completely proportional to his mental power. Some people look at the beautiful eyes of the demon woman in front of him without possession. He felt like he was trapped in a deep river and could not extricate himself.

"Young, very young..." The orc replied mechanically: "He has a powerful dark summoned beast that we have never seen before."

"What about these?" the demon woman continued to ask softly, her two rose-like lips squirming gently, exhaling like orchids.

"He has many summoned beasts, many..." The orc's gasp became louder and louder. His fists clenched his body and began to tremble slightly, and beads of sweat began to seep out on his white-printed forehead.

"There is another summoned beast that is very powerful, very powerful..." The orc began to speak incoherently. Suddenly, his mouth sounded "hoho" and reached out to grab the demon woman with a furry hand.

"Peng!"

A great man from the demon clan who was as strong as a Cancer Warrior in the Sea Clan suddenly snatched out from behind the demon woman and kicked the orc out with one kick.

The orc smashed it hard on the stone wall like a broken pocket, and opened his mouth and spit out a blood arrow and slid to the ground. However, there was no pain on his face. While spitting blood, he crawled towards the demon woman with a "hehe" smirk.

"It's already crazy, take it down." An old demon man with a horn on his forehead waved his dry claws. Two demon soldiers outside the cave snatched in and dragged the smirking orc down.

"The last one, although the three of them didn't last until the end, they became madmen, but they were all the same. The vanguard was a little too impatient. There were so many people in the canyon who had only left a few living things." The demon woman rubbed her eyebrows. It was the most mental effort to interfere with others' minds. She was strong but also felt a little tired.

"It seems that this person is what His Majesty the King wants me to pay attention to, including the Demon God Sect. But I don't understand how he can connect with the Undead Plane. He can stop the invasion of the Undead King, and he can make the super-level Undead King trust so much."

Using mental power to interfere with the other party's mind and ask questions, this will make the other party's mental power disordered, and the speech and expression methods cannot be avoided. The demons present received limited information from the orcs and sea tribes who survived by chance, but they still have to analyze it themselves.

They just think that the undead, the king's identity is far above the summoner of the Holy Realm. After all, the gap between the Holy Realm and the Super Level can be quite large.

"The Demon God Cult also brought five living mouths to interrogate..." The elder of the Demon tribe looked up at the stone cave in the distance opposite, turned to the demon woman and said, "Your Highness, Your Majesty the King said that we should contact the Lord King first. The Demon God Cult has mobilized a large number this time. I heard that the commander of the Blood River will come here, so it seems that it is not that easy."

The demon woman was the Prince Victoria mentioned by the Pope that day, and was also the youngest sister of the demon king today. In addition to being close to the leader of the demon clan, her wisdom and appearance were often talked about on the upper level of the demon plane.

More than 70 years ago, Victoria led a million demon army and hundreds of high-level powerful men to take down a plane world in one go. All this was due to the intention of interfering and dragging her back. His Majesty the King was happy and gave her the title of prince. For a time, Victoria's name spread throughout the demon plane.

Victoria lowered her hand and sighed deeply, and said in silence for a while: "Have you come up with any good way?"

The elder of the demon clan is Victoria's chief aide Baudrill. He turned his head and looked at the demon clans next to him, but in the end he shook his head in the hopeful gaze of His Highness.

"Earl of Hodewa is a red-clothed priest of the Demon God Cult. Even if this identity is only nameless, the Demon God Cult has absolute power to deal with him. They do not mention the list and the identity of the Count Hodewa's inner circle, and send him to this plane world to promote doctrines, we will not even see anyone. At that time, either the Demon God Cult takes action personally or utilises others' hands, Earl of Hodewa's journey will be in danger."

"Or what I'm here for?" Victoria sighed. She was a strong and intelligent person, but when she was facing her favorite son who was about to be framed or executed, her mind was completely confused.

"Do your best and live in peace." After a while, Victoria said: "I will still fight for what I should fight for, but if even I can't save him, then this is Hodward's life."

"The Pope refused to meet His Highness the Prince, and even the king went to plead with love in person was pushed back..." Baldry, the elder of the demon clan, looked at a faint sadness and sorrow covering the prince's face, and he stopped halfway.

Everyone present knew very well that if His Highness the Prince was willing to give in to the Demon God Cult to certain things and forgive the sin of a red-clothed sacrificial sacrifice, this would be nothing to the Pope.

The stone chamber fell into a brief silence, and soon the sound of footsteps broke the tranquility. Everyone looked up and couldn't help but be slightly stunned.

A handsome and fair-skinned man in red walked in, wearing a black robe with mysterious patterns embroidered on his black robe, symbolizing his identity as a black priest in the Demon God Cult.

"What are you here to do?" His Highness Prince Winnie's face appeared with disgust.

"Hodward is my son. If something serious happened, can I not come and see?" The man in red has a pair of crystal clear, round short horns, tall and handsome, especially his elegant temperament.

Taking impeccable steps, the man in red walked towards Victoria. Such a demon clan was also the kind of handsome man who was absolutely eye-catching among the elves.

"You don't have to keep this sentence open. Everyone here knows that he is your son." Prince Vini had no intention of standing up at all. He looked at his ex-husband, Hodward's father, the Marquis of the Empire, and the black-clothed priest of the Demon Gods Church, and said, "Why, can you convey your great Pope to me any will?"

Hebreck smiled gracefully, and showed his white teeth and said, "I came for Hodward, whether you believe it or not."

"I don't have time to talk nonsense to you, please give me..." Victoria's face covered with frost. She pointed outside and said coldly: "Get out!"

Hebreck didn't look angry or embarrassed, and he said with an impeccable smile on his face, "Don't you want to save Hodward?"

Seeing Prince Vini, who was almost furious, clenched his fists, Hebreck smiled and took a step forward, whispering: "I have a way."

A burst of anger disappeared in an instant. Victoria was stunned. Looking at the familiar and unfamiliar Hebreck in front of her, who had broken her heart, she finally made a move and let the others go out.

"Tell me..." Victoria still didn't give Hebrek a good look, and said coldly: "Don't think you are the black-clad priest of the Demon God Cult, I dare not touch you. If you don't come up, I will let you lie down and go out."

"Haha, in front of you, I am actually willing to lie down with my legs." Hebroke teased with a smile, and saw Victoria standing up suddenly. He knew very well that he was far from the opponent of the woman in front of him, so he quickly took out a parchment from his arms and handed it over.

Writing documents with pampered scrolls is the habit of the Pope. Almost everyone in the upper class and senior officials of the demon plane knows that it is possible that Victoria's anger temporarily calmed down because of the appearance of this pampered scroll. She took the words written by the pampered scroll and looked at the words written by the pampered scroll in a cold manner, and suddenly clenched her hands.

"The Super Commander of Bothwell in the Amit Plain has always admired you. The Pope sent someone to persuade him several times that he refused to believe in the Demon God. He only said that if he had faith, he would only believe in you. Although everyone knows that this is just a joke by the Grand Commander Bothwell, you can also see your position in his mind..."

Hebreck obviously knew what was on the scroll. He looked at Victoria with frown and said softly: "If you are willing to praise the supreme demon and the great Pope in front of him, whether he is willing to believe in the demon, Hodward will live safely..."

"Bang!"

When Hebreck saw Victoria's thin eyebrows raised, he knew that something was wrong, but he had no time to avoid it. He was immediately slapped hard.
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