In the night sky, a dazzling Venus gallops northward, leaving a long trail of light.
A few dozen kilometers ahead is the famous Devil's Mist Valley. This place is shrouded in strange gray fog all year round, which can make saints get lost. It is said that there is a piece of underworld connected to the ground.
Usually few people dare to go in, even caravans and travelers usually go around.
Anna was surrounded and chased by the Demon Lord and four evil gods, and they were driven all the way to the valley.
She could feel the gloomy abyss-like aura in the Devil's Mist Valley, as if countless demons had opened their bloody mouths to devour any creature that entered.
Naturally, she didn't want to foolishly rush into such a dangerous place, so she hurriedly flapped her white wings, drew a white arc, and circled to the side.
"Don't try to escape!"
"When attacking, we can't let her get around it!"
The four evil gods chased her all the way. When they saw that she wanted to go around, they all waved their swords, and the sword light burst out.
Under the blessing of the four-layer purgatory angel formation, every sword energy is surrounded by ferocious green light, intertwining into a network of death light and falling towards the maid!
puff!!
She was like a beautiful butterfly falling into a spider web. When the sword energy fell, her body was instantly crushed, and her blood bloomed!
After a successful blow, the four evil gods were stunned, and soon realized that something was wrong. The Valkyrie was chopped into pieces, and there was even a realistic scene of blood splattering on the stumps.
But this is just unreasonable.
From the fight just now, it can be confirmed that the golden armor she is wearing is a very high-quality holy weapon. Even if she cannot withstand it, the armor cannot be easily chopped into pieces by the sword energy.
Whoosh!
On the other side of the night sky, platinum light flashed.
A beautiful shadow solidified from the void, and the light wings behind it vibrated, rushing towards the wilderness outside the Magic Fog Valley.
"No, the one just now was a phantom!"
The four evil gods looked shocked and angry, but they missed the opportunity and it was too late to intercept.
Boom!!
Suddenly, dark clouds surged in the sky, and several pale thunderbolts as thick as sky pillars fell from the sky and struck at the maid!
The violent and flashing lightning made the void seem to be shattered into pieces.
boom!!
Anna's face changed slightly, and she slashed high into the sky with her sword. The golden sword energy that burst out collided with the pale thunder, causing countless bright sparks!
Whoosh!
A black shadow fell from the sky.
The dark force vibrated, like a sharp knife, instantly breaking through the blockade of thunder and sword energy.
Wrapped in white flames, Samael descended from the sky like a demon.
Whoosh!
He waved his hand, and flames as pale as silver teeth spurted out from his palm, turning into dozens of bright fire pillars and bombarding Anna continuously. The white flames exploded, turning the night into day!
The maid tried her best to swing her sword to smash the incoming white flame pillar, but was still shaken back by the huge impact and flew backwards into the magic mist valley.
She looked calm and not panicked.
The winner of this round does not lie with her, so it doesn't matter if she is forced into this place.
The Devil's Mist Valley is indeed a dangerous place with a bad reputation. As soon as the maid came in, she felt cold all over her body and very uncomfortable.
Mist, coldness, fishy smell, and filth are the first impressions of the surrounding environment. The most important thing is darkness!
Darkness, endless, stinking darkness.
The strange gray mist that filled the valley obscured everything. It was colder than ice, thicker than blood, and turbider than ink. The omnipresent darkness continued to flow uncontrollably into people's eyes, ears, mouth, nostrils, and even every pore on the body.
The violent penetration makes people feel short of breath, panic, and have stagnant breathing.
And in the darkness, there were dense green lights flashing in the sky.
These rays of light do not give people a bright and warm feeling, but are instead cold and cold, like wild will-o'-the-wisps, and the surrounding towering mountains are like tombstones, which together form a terrifying scene in this desert.
"Hahahaha... Welcome to the Devil's Mist Valley. This is the burial place of the living and the paradise of the undead."
A tall black figure stood in the middle of the valley, stretching out his hands and grinning.
He was wearing a gray robe, holding a dark gold scepter in his hand, but his face under the hood looked a bit rough, his arms were thick, his muscles were strong, and his body was strong. He didn't look like a mage at all.
Moreover, his skin was pale and blue, like a corpse, and he couldn't feel any warmth.
Boom!
The maid fell to the ground, and her golden combat boots stepped on the ground, creating a circle of platinum fighting energy. The strong wind spread and dispersed the thick fog.
She held the holy sword horizontally, looked ahead coldly, and said:
"Forrest?"
The appearance of this undead archmage was completely different from before. If the force aura hadn't changed, she would have been a bit unrecognizable.
"It's me."
Forrest grinned, put his hands on his chest, bowed slightly and said, "I don't care if you are the real Princess Kesha. Anyway, I will entertain you with the etiquette of welcoming distinguished guests."
He seemed polite and polite, but there was no smile in his eyes. His eyes were cold and bloodthirsty, full of killing intent, like a hungry wolf in the wilderness, wanting to tear her into pieces immediately.
The hatred of killing a son is irreconcilable.
Forrest pretended to be polite, but he just felt that he had a chance to win and enjoyed the process of torturing and torturing the enemy step by step.
"hehe."
The maid sneered, not afraid, and mocked, "Whose body did you steal again?"
"Since you are curious, I will tell you frankly."
Forrest pointed at his face and said with a smile, "This body is the 'Red Lion' Overgard, the top berserker of the Fifth Age. I can borrow it for the time being."
The maid sneered and said: "The corpse of a king is not bad, but it is a pity that it is far inferior to the barbarian king of the Western Wilderness."
Forrest: "..."
(╬▔盘▔)
The Barbarian King's body was accidentally taken away by Earl Conor, which was the most heartbreaking and regretful thing for him.
The "Red Lion" Overgard is just an ordinary king, far inferior to the Three Supreme Kings. Even if he gets his body, his strength will not be improved.
The maid unceremoniously uncovered the scar, and now Forrest couldn't laugh anymore.
Too lazy to maintain the hypocritical gentlemanly demeanor, he stared at her with a ferocious expression and sinister eyes, and said:
"Smelly woman, I will cut your corpse into thousands of pieces, take out your soul and put it in an oil lamp to refine for several years, and listen to your wailing until your soul is gone!"
"The barking of wild dogs."
With a look of disdain on her face, Anna slashed forward with the holy sword in her hand.
The golden blade suddenly deformed and elongated, cutting through the void and slashing towards the Necromancer!
"Idiot, you don't know that you are about to die."
Forrest snorted softly, tapping the tip of his staff to the ground.
clang!
The spike at the end of the dark gold staff hit the floor, causing sparks to rise. In an instant, dense blue-gray spells floated up and lined up in the air, and the evil spirit of death surged out like a violent wave!
The huge black lotus of the force of death formed by the endless resentment and death energy bloomed in the valley.
Tsk!
As soon as the golden sword light struck into this raging wave of death, it was corroded and dimmed, the light wavered, and soon collapsed.
"O souls wandering in the land of death, wake up. In the name of Forrest, the singer of shadows, the gates of hell are opened!"
The chants of the Archmage of the Undead resounded throughout half of the valley.
The dense incantations of death instantly condensed into formations, one fell to the earth, and the other was branded high in the sky. Tao Tao's death energy vented into the middle like thick ink, mixed with the strange gray mist in the valley, forming the most desperate scene.
shadow.
Rumble!!
The ground shook, and an altar rose from the ground.
The altar was pitch black, as if it were made of mud. On the outer wall were countless bones and faces of wronged souls. The bursts of shrill shouts made people's eardrums hurt.
At the same time, at the four corners of the altar, four sculptures of purgatory angels rose up, and the green light of death burst out, forming a portal above the altar.
As soon as this portal appeared, an indescribable cold, gloomy, obscure, and suffocating atmosphere immediately overflowed from it.
This is a feeling more uncomfortable than any stench, full of fishy smell, and like the entrance to a different world full of darkness and death, exuding thick malice outwards.
"This is……?!"
Anna stared at the portal as dark as an abyss, feeling her soul tremble, almost falling in, and quickly looking away.
Her heart trembled and her whole body felt cold.
The next moment, the dark portal suddenly expanded, and countless shadows rushed out.
Undead knights riding bone horses and wearing armor, zombie lords covered in corpse hair and roaring, skeletal dragons shaking black wings, ugly and ferocious Voodoo corpses... all kinds of countless undead followers.
People are rushing out of the portal!
Thousands of troops and horses charged forward, and the overwhelming evil energy was like a substance, flooding the valley.
Forrest stood on the altar, holding his staff high, his gray robes rustling in the wind of death. Behind him, dozens of skeletal dragons flapped their wings and roared, as well as resentful century-old curse spirits. The exoskeleton was made of black and gold copper.
Armored corpses, the leader of the undead knights covered in black fire, and thousands of powerful undead!
Standing in the center of the altar, commanding countless undead souls, Forrest's aura also increased steadily.
The phantom of the Purgatory Angel, the Death Mantra and the array formed countless illusory blue-grey veins, amplifying the power of the undead to him, pushing his power upward...
Finally, the strength reached its peak.
Forrest let out a long roar, raised his left hand, and grabbed it toward the sky.
The moon is like a hook, and the silver is flowing.
The next moment, the curse of death appeared on the moon, making the moon glow with a green-gray death light, strange, evil, and unknown!
The strange moon, magic mist, altar, necromancer, and countless undead army are all shocking.
"you……"
Anna's pupils shrank slightly, with a look of shock on her face.
The strength shown by this great undead mage at this time was much stronger than the last time he was outside the Secret Realm of Hundred Flowers, and he was extremely powerful.
If mages, warlocks, witches and other spellcasters arrange the site in advance, the combat effectiveness they can exert is indeed much stronger than when fighting in an encounter. If the layout is good, they can even easily ravage the strong ones of the same level.
But at this time, Forrest's improvement was obviously beyond common sense. There must be other reasons...
The maid didn't have time to think too much.
The curse of death flashed on Forrest's gray robe, his expression was cold, and he waved his dark gold staff forward.
boom!!
Without chanting a spell, with the blessing of the Purgatory Angel Array and the altar, Forrest just waved his staff casually, and countless death incantations were arranged and combined, forming a blue-white finger bone and blasted down!
Legendary spell, finger of death.
The evil energy in the finger bones is overwhelming, and the atmosphere along the way is shattered, trying to bury everything.
Clang!!
Anna raised her sword to slash, and the sharp golden light blade penetrated into the phalanx and cut off a section. However, the severed finger of death still erupted with violent evil energy, knocked the blade away, and sent her flying.
She flew upside down and smashed into a dirt slope, causing gravel to fly and her legs to plow the ground and slide for dozens of meters before coming to a stop.
"Ahem."
Anna held the holy sword in her hand, her delicate body shook a few times, blood spilled from the corner of her mouth, and a ball of blue-gray death force lingered on her breastplate, making her face turn pale.
Forrest stood on the altar like a gray god of death, with a formidable force. He held a dark gold staff, looked down at her coldly, and said:
"When I escaped into the Demon Mist Valley, the strong men from the Church and the Natural School did not dare to pursue me. Who are you and Earl Conor?"
"..."
The Seraph suit on Anna released golden flowers, dispelling the force of death contaminated on her body.
She stood up straight again, her face solemn, and she said nothing.
"Pa-pa-pa-pa..."
A burst of rhythmic applause came from behind.
Demon Lord Samael had already taken off his coat and was walking over wearing a suit of down black armor.
With an elegant smile on his young and handsome face, he applauded a few times and said:
"He is worthy of being the number one great mage of the undead in millennia. He is indeed a peerless figure."
"Lord Forrest!"
The four evil gods were surrounded by a gray death light, holding bloody swords, and flew over. Their faces were all excited.
Forrest looked at the Demon Lord, smiled faintly, and said:
"Thanks to His Majesty the Demon Emperor's generosity, I can heal the old wounds of my soul and regain my strength."
Demon Lord Samael nodded, looking thoughtfully at the powerful Necromancer on the altar and the "Gate to Hell" behind him.
Not only because of the "pure white soul liquid" from the abyss, but also because of the strange environment of this magic mist valley, Forrest was at home like a fish in water.
This chapter is not finished yet, please click on the next page to continue reading the exciting content! It is rumored that there is a netherworld under the Demon Mist Valley. This is of course nonsense.
However, this place is indeed a bit strange. It is like a natural shelter for evil and evil. It is very easy to absorb the moonlight and the negative energy in the void. It is also shrouded in mist for many years, hiding the resentment and resentment of many wronged souls.
Undead creatures.
These are all easily exploited by necromancers.
After being severely wounded by the Pope using the "Holy Judgment" from a distance, Forrest fled with his life, and the chief judge of the Inquisition chased him all the way.
He finally escaped here and managed to survive.
Demon Lord Samael glanced at the injured Valkyrie, stood with his hands behind his back, and said:
"This woman is just a secondary target. Earl Conor should be arriving soon. Forrest, are you sure you can kill him?"
"snort."
As if he was a little dissatisfied that his strength was being questioned, Forrest snorted and said proudly, "He is just a new king, so what if he has a famous gun in his hand?
In this place, as long as it’s not the Pope and that bastard from the Solomon family (referring to the Earth Elder), I can bury him!”
The Magic Mist Valley + the Gate of Hell arranged in advance + the four-layer Purgatory Angel Formation. With this combination, anyone who comes today will be doomed!
The Demon Lord nodded slightly.
I have to say that it is indeed difficult to defeat Forrest here.
When his body comes, he has to use all his firepower.
The four evil gods who had been brainwashed for a long time shouted excitedly:
"Life is short, all living beings suffer, glory fades, darkness does not exist, only evil spirits live forever.
Praise you, the great Majesty Forrest, you are the great wise man, the transcendent of the world, the eternal god..."
Anna sneered and said, "Where are you mourning?"
The singing voices of the four evil gods stopped abruptly: "..."
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Forrest was enjoying the flattery of his subordinates. Hearing this, his face twitched and he glared at her fiercely and said:
"you wanna die……"
"You are the one seeking death!"
A cold voice came from behind the crowd.
Ren was dressed in black, riding an undead war horse, and galloped over with Rosen, the descendant of Pluto.
Behind the two of them was a white horse with one horn.
Rosen's unshaven face showed a bit of vicissitudes of life, his gray eyes scanned the altar and a group of enemies, and said:
"So many people are bullying a woman, and yet they are so proud of it. It's really shameless."
Forrest: "..."
Evil Gods: "..."
(￣,￣;)
Demon Lord Samael suddenly turned around, stared ahead, and said softly:
"It's here so soon. Did you expect it?"
As soon as the Valkyrie was forced into the Demon Mist Valley, people arrived, and it felt like fishing on purpose.
"Ha ha ha ha……"
Forrest laughed loudly on the altar of the undead, his hand holding the dark gold scepter was shaking, and he stared at the young man on the undead war horse with evil eyes, "Finally, Earl Conor, it's time to make a calculation.
This is an old score between us."
Renn looked disdainful and said: "Don't worry, today is the day you die."
Such confidence made the Majin Lord raise his eyebrows slightly, a little surprised.
Several evil gods cursed loudly.
"How dare you! How dare you disrespect Lord Forrest!"
"You dare to speak harshly even when you are about to die!"
"Earl Conor, you have overestimated yourself. You will not be able to escape today!"
…
Renn turned a deaf ear to the cries of these miscellaneous fish, looked at the descendants of Pluto beside him, and said:
"A fight is about to start here, why don't you step back?"
Rosen shook his head, jumped off the red flame horse, took out a cigarette and lit it, took a sip happily, pulled out the dagger from his waist, and said:
"Small scene, what do you need to avoid?"
Judging from his appearance, he didn't take the Demon Lord and Forrest seriously at all.
Renn: "..."
Anna: "..."
(??_??)?
This guy's Force aura is at the level of an ordinary mid-level saint, but his tone is quite loud.
Rosen was not only bold in tone, but also very courageous. As soon as he finished speaking, he felt wind at his feet and rushed over head first.
Don't take life and death lightly, just do it if you don't accept it.
He was an assassin, but he charged into the enemy formation alone...
The dagger in his hand flashed with purple light, music sounded, and in the beautiful melody, haloes of light emerged, surrounding the dark blade.
"court death!"
The four evil gods roared and waved their bloody swords. The scarlet sword light intertwined into a red net, drowning the enemy!
Boom boom boom!
Rosen didn't seem to react, and his body was cut into seven or eight sections by the intertwined bloody sword light in an instant, and many blood drops spattered!
The sword light then split the ground beneath his feet, stirring up turbulent dust.
died?
The four evil gods stared at the earth that was torn apart and filled with smoke and dust.
Suddenly, the shadow behind one of the evil gods moved strangely and stood up.
puff!!
There was a flash of black light, and a sharp dagger emerged from the evil god's chest, and blood spattered!
Several melodious melodies sounded simultaneously.
Plop!
The evil god still had a look of shock and confusion on his face. The heavy dark red armor on his body disintegrated and shattered. His tall and mighty body also turned to stone in an instant. After falling to the ground, it turned into ashes and scattered all over the ground.
Rosen pulled out the dagger without a trace of blood on it, kicked his legs and swayed, while retreating lightly, saying:
"Come, let us follow the rhythm of the music, dance together, and have a carnival together."
The remaining three evil gods: "..."
Renn: "..."
Anna: "..."
This guy……
Demon Lord Samael's pupils shrank slightly, his eyes suddenly turned cold, and he said:
"The Twelve Movements of Hades."
After many years, I heard this annoying melody again.