Chapter 824 Thelomus

The lush forest flies south of the Fantasy Sea, and the basin outside the forest is located at the plane passage where Li Junshan stepped from the Demon Realm to the Beast Plan. It is very different from the previous few days.

No matter how tall it is, there are shadows of adjusting posture from time to time everywhere, and the basin where the plane passage is located is much more lively than before.

Of course, the excitement is just an increase in the number of people, but the atmosphere in the plane channel at this time is particularly depressing. In addition, the darkness of dusk begins to cover the earth, and the atmosphere in front of the plane channel is even more suffocating.

"When will we have to wait?"

Perhaps it was so exciting that he was a little overwhelmed by the extreme depression and the sultry heat of the dusk that he could not control himself. There were several people sitting on a row of temporarily built stone tables and stone tables more than fifty meters away from the plane passage. One of them was a strong human man with a big bald head and said in a muffled voice: "Cherrevan and Seinte are probably going to be unexpected. Should we just keep waiting like this? Don't help?"

There were four people sitting at the table at the big man. One human magician and the human warrior were whispering and drinking, talking in a shallow voice. Another handsome elf archer picked his nails with an exquisite arrow. He raised his eyebrows and said softly: "Why do you think that Cherrevin and the others are dead? Maybe they are still chasing what they found."

"Jiek, do you still need to ask?" The man looked at the elf saber with contempt. His muffled voice was like Gorre in the clouds above the nine heavens, and even his eyes seemed to contain the momentum of thunder and lightning.

"If I discovered something, Chelrevin and the others went there one after another. How could it be that no one would come back to report the news? It has been five days since we were still sitting here and waiting, and we don't know what we were waiting for?"

When the man said this, he glanced at a young man on the next table. Obviously, his words were not just for the elf Sagittarius who had followed the conversation.

He was a young human, who looked about in his twenties on the surface. He had a sickly pale face and his eyebrows were even more delicate than that of the elf Sagittarius who was "flowering and beautiful".

His face was pale and his beardless, but only a waterfall-like silver hair was draped softly on his shoulders. The young man's body looked very weak, but his eyes were very unique, just like the silver pupils of the demon clan, with a special temperament flashing in his blood-like cold star-like pupils.

It is indeed a very special temperament. Even people who have been with him for hundreds or even thousands of years cannot tell what they are from his eyes?

Hate? Destruction? Or the biting breath of death?

There is also an aroma, mixed with a foul smell, and the smell of the spice is mixed with a disgusting smell. The unique smell of the young man does not cause any discomfort at all, at least on the surface.

The young man didn't respond, but just took a sip from time to time with a wine pot carved with beautiful patterns in his hand, and a rosy rosy quickly rose on his sick cheeks.

"Mr. Thelomuse..."

If the human man was not practicing the thunder fighting spirit, he would have the characteristics of being decisive and decisive. He could not wait for any response for a while and ignored the slight mocking eyes of other people on the table, but looked at the young man and asked: "Chatley blessed a space overlapping magic in front of the plane passage. Even if the demons suddenly appeared in the plane passage, they would be unable to peek at our existence in a short time and fall into a sense of time and space disorder. We now have seven super-level strong men guarding us. I think such a force is enough to deal with all crises, otherwise I would go to the north to find Cherrevin and the others."

"Nap..."

The young man named "Thelomuse" finally spoke. He slowly tucked the exquisite wine pot in his hand into his arms and smiled at the big man. He said, "I know that Seinte once gave you not only the kindness of knowing and saving your life, but this is the action arranged by the above, so how could it be changed at will."

"Then you have to adapt to the situation."

A hint of anxiety and anger appeared on the face of the big man known as "Nap", but it quickly cooled down and disappeared. He said in a muffled voice: "Mr. Thelomuse, do you think they were not in danger?"

"I don't think so..."

The young man's slender fingers gently stroked the cold stone table in front of him, but his expression seemed to be stroking the tender body of a gentle girl, and his eyes were particularly gentle.

"Ninety-nine, Chelrell and Seinte should have discovered something and continued to investigate. I think something might happen."

The young man's indifferent tone was like talking about a few people who had nothing to do with them, but before he could say anything with a big man with a blushing face and thick neck, he raised his thin eyebrows and said slowly: "Cherrevin's tracking technique is indeed the best in the world, but in my opinion, his archery skills are relatively poor. With the ancient bone bow in his hand, he blindly pursues the realm of poison killing. If he encounters an opponent who can forgive poison attacks, his strength will drop by at least 50%.

"But when Cherrevin, Seinte, Montport and Chloe are the golden combinations, I think even if the plane channel matters were created by the Dragon Clan, they will naturally not be able to defeat the Dragon Clan, but self-protection should not be a problem. The above explanation is just to let us hold the plane channel to beware of changes. As for them, I think the above should send someone to inspect it, so we don't care."

Theolomus said this and glanced at the big Hannap. The latter felt like he was entangled in his soul by a cold and icy serpent. He was trembling in his heart and started to fight a cold war. He immediately lowered his head and swallowed the rest of his complaints back to his stomach.

"Thelomuse, who did this?"

An old man who looked sloppy and sloppy on the same table suddenly asked. His robe couldn't tell whether it was gray or black, but it was already stained with a lot of greasy dirt. Even his body emitted a pungent odor. His mud beard was squirming around his mouth, but he was still biting the greasy and fat demon rabbit's hind legs.

"Mr. Began..."

The young Thelomuse did not have any arrogant attitude towards the sloppy old man, but he greeted him with a smile from the heart. Then he frowned and said, "The possibility of the demon clan is not great. If they discovered the plane channel, the movement would not be so small. It would be absolutely not difficult to destroy this plane channel with the ability of the demon clan."

"Who else can it be?" The sloppy old man Began threw away the leg bones of the magic rabbit in his hand, stretched his hand into his robe, and took out another cooked crab like a magic trick.

"Huh!" A red flame appeared from the old man's palm. The crab that had already become cold soon "sizzled" and smoky smoke was raised. He used his dirty and dirty claws covered with oil and stains to break a crab leg that had faded. The old man tucked hissing and sniffed, and he ate it with relish.

Qing Young smiled lightly, reached out and held the wine pot on the table and poured a glass of clear strong wine for him, put down the sprinkler pot, then frowned and said, "If it weren't for a super-level monster we didn't know in the forest that suddenly came here to make trouble, then I think the dragon clan would definitely not be able to escape. The super-level powerhouses of other races in the beast plane were basically alleged by us in the early years. In addition to the sea clan, the only ones that could make Cherrevin and the others return until now were the dragon clan on Dragon Island."

"It's about the same as what I thought."

The old man Began straightened a crab leg and then threw it aside, stopped eating very rarely and said, "I have long said that keeping those evil dragons is a hidden danger. I should have surrendered them long ago, otherwise something will happen sooner or later."

"There are at least fifteen super-level dragons on Dragon Island, which is a relatively conservative estimate..."

Theolomeus smiled bitterly and said, "Of course, we can still take down Dragon Island if we go out, but it will be too much casualties when we fight head-on. Our enemy is not the giant dragons on Dragon Island, and there is no need to fight with them to the death."

"We think so, those dragons don't think so."

The old man threw the remaining crab aside. Obviously, he had lost his appetite for the time being, but when he wanted to say something, he suddenly flashed and disappeared directly at the table.

At the same time, Theolomeus had disappeared, and appeared above the basin with the old man Began almost at the same time.

The other five people were not as sharp as the two of them. When the elf snatched his mouth and made a low bird cry sound to the lurking people, the remaining five super-level powerhouses quickly followed in the air.

"What are you afraid of, what are you going to do!"

Theolomus looked at the dragon appearing in the distant northern sky and shook his head and smiled bitterly. His voice was solemn and dry, and he said to the old man begun beside him: "You really got it right. It seems that the ideas of those dragons are really different from ours."

“One, two, three…four.”

Began wiped his greasy hands on his body casually. The originally seemingly turbid eyes flashed and looked at the group of giant dragons that were approaching quickly, and said, "It will not exceed five super-level giant dragons. They should not be here to fight against us."

"roar!"

Before Began finished speaking, he quickly approached the giant dragon with a contour that had already revealed its shape. A red dragon sounded a long dragon roar, but no matter Thelomuse or Began, there was no way to distinguish some emotion or meaning from this dragon roar.

"Mr. Began, I'm rude."

Theolomeus said softly, and saw Began nodding, then whispered quickly: "Don't do it first, everyone acted at my eyes. If these dragons are really enemies to make trouble, Lord Began and I will entangle other super-level dragons. No matter three or four, the others will attack the remaining super-level dragon with all their strength. Be sure to kill with one blow and not delay it."

"As for the other ones below the level..." The young man's pale face appeared with a drunken blush. He smiled coldly and said, "Just leave a breath to summon him as a demon pet. If we don't provoke dragons, it doesn't mean we are afraid of them. If they dare to cause trouble in the next day, we will ask them to have a future without returning."
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