Abyss Demon of the Worlds

  Chapter 34 Richard Woz

   "Boom! Boom! Boom!"

  Looking at the hidden secret door of the basement that was solid in front of him, Jim Woz's brow furrowed deeply.

  At this time, they experienced a not-so-intensive battle. They had an absolute advantage in numbers. They had already cleaned up all the cultists defending outside the Colosseum Garden, and found the basement right now.

  And this metal door made of special metal has become the biggest problem in front of them.

  Because the terrain is narrow and the body is more than ten meters deep underground, more people will get in the way.

  Even if several great knights are arranged to hit with hammers with all their strength, there is no way to cause any damage to it.

  Except for a small amount of dust falling from the crack of the door, even dents have not been produced.

  Judging from the sound produced by the hammer hitting, the thickness of this metal door is probably close to more than ten centimeters, and it is almost impossible to open it in a violent way.

  After thinking about it, looking at the dust on the ground, he suddenly thought that since it can't be broken, can he just take it down?

   So he hurriedly ordered the great knights to replace the hammers, and use crowbars and hoes to break the stone bricks along the edges of the iron door, and loosen the soil on both sides...

Seeing the rising dust, Charles glanced at the crowd behind him, and whispered to Jim Woz with some worry: "We are now more than ten meters deep underground. You are sure that this will not cause tunnels. Collapse, bury us all alive?"

Jim, who was not aware of this problem, immediately took a breath and shook his head and said in a low voice: "...not sure, but this is the only way. Apart from that, I can't think of a way to attack in a short time. I can only hope that when the basement is built, the other party's anti-collapse work is done well."

   "Damn!" 鈥斺�

  I don't know if it was because the basement was repaired well, or because Jim and the others were lucky.

  Until the door was completely opened, although the tunnel was always dusty, and Jim Woz's heart was pounding, but there were no big cracks, and it was still very stable.

  Let Jim Woz and Charles feel confident, silently complimenting their solidity.

  Opened the secret door and walked forward for a while, accompanied by bursts of sounds chanting unknown spells, a huge open room entered their eyes.

  The most conspicuous one is a huge altar surrounded by dozens of black-robed men.

  At this time, countless blood was flowing on it, and at least hundreds of corpses were placed in the most central position at a glance. Judging from the appearance and clothing of the corpses, they should be the slaves who were supposed to be held in the Colosseum.

   Their original destiny should be to die in a duel in the future, but they are all ahead of schedule now.

  Wounds all over their throats.

  Judging from the signs of struggle around, they should all be alive when they were bled.

  Jem Woz paid little attention to the corpses. Instead, he looked at someone standing on it and asked puzzledly: "My dear uncle, why are you doing this kind of thing?"

  The other person’s appearance and clothing are not disguised, unlike other people who cover their face.

  And that person is his uncle Richard Woz, a prestigious and capable royal family.

  As far as he knows, this person should have no ambitions. He belongs to the kind of person who is willing to live a peaceful life without fighting.

  He was very puzzled: ‘That’s not because it’s hidden too deeply. It’s for decades to conceal it? ’

  Faced with his question, Richard Woz just showed a gentle smile as usual: "Jem, this is my last hope."

  Looking at the smile on his face, Jem thought of a possibility, and asked with a serious look: "...Did you do all this because of Senna?"

  The smile on Richard’s face disappeared, and he turned to a little helplessness: "...Sure enough, I didn’t hide it from you.

You know, my daughter Senna has been born with her mother because of her inherited blood problems. She has been weak and sick since she was a child. I have tried all the methods and cannot cure her. In the past two years, I can even feel her The disease is getting worse and worse. If you don’t hurry up and get treatment, she will probably be able to live within a few years. She is only eleven years old!

  I promised her mother that she will grow up healthily like an ordinary person, so even if I rely on the devil, I will find a way to cure her. This is my responsibility as a father! "

  After listening, Jim opened his mouth, wanted to say something but couldn't find what he should say, because he knew that Richard was already in a state of ruin, at all costs.

  But the identity of the other party still made him give the final persuasion:

"You should be very clear that a creature like a demon is not a doctor, no matter what is recorded in the book... If you give up now, I promise that the current events will not have any impact on the lives of you and Senna. "

   "And then? Let me watch my daughter Senna die?"

Gently shook his head, Richard was not moved at all. He pointed to the successful summoning ritual on the ground, looked at Jem calmly, and persuaded him in the opposite direction: "Jem, now the summoning ritual has begun, you can no longer To prevent it from happening, if you leave, I will use the short-term control power granted to me by the summoning ritual to make the demon heal Senna, and then expel him to the rest of the country!

  What do you think of this? "

  Jem Watts immediately wanted to refuse.

  But after I changed my mind and thought about it carefully, I suddenly felt that the other party’s words seemed to make sense. Wouldn’t it be good for the devil to harm other countries...

  Hesitated expression immediately appeared on his face!

  This made Safi who chose to watch quietly without speaking because he didn't want to interfere with their housework.

  He really did not expect that this **** teammate, in a few words, persuaded others to fail, but was persuaded by others!

  This ally is the same as paper!

  ‘They really want to join forces to succeed, so don’t the people in our church become the one who gets 2 beats 1? ’

He hurriedly interjected with a serious look: "His Royal Highness, I think demons are not so obedient. After all, any history book describes them as cruel and crazy. It is inevitable that such lunatics can be used as targets. Some are too irrational. How can there be so many disasters when it is so simple?"

  As soon as he heard this, Jem immediately thought of Olga. Suddenly, there was a feeling that the other party was looking at him, which made his scalp numb.

  The shaking on his face instantly turned into firmness.

  Sure enough, that kind of thing is still a big trouble, one can't stand it, and another one is really going to be swayed casually. Marton is decisively not far from the subjugation.

   Then shook his head and denied: "Uncle Richard, the devil is still too dangerous, and the chance of losing control is too great."

  In response to his reply, Richard Watts smiled casually: "That would be a pity."

  In the next second, a pale mist filled the altar. A monster with a height of about three meters, a sheep's head, a human body, a snake tail, and black hair all over his body slowly emerged from it.

   "Familiar world, I Carla is back."

Although    is not a familiar language, everyone present still understood what he meant.

Looking at the demon in front of him, Jem didn’t know if it was an illusion. Although he could still perceive the strength of the opponent, he did not feel the strength of the demon in front of him. feel.

  After comparing the opponent with Olga, he simply came to the conclusion: ‘There is no Olgaqiang in front of him. ’

   is not just strength in strength!

  Even the appearance and momentum, he is incomparable with Olga.

The body of   Orga is the kind of appearance that can make people feel extremely powerful at a glance. Just standing there can make people frightened, and the look at it can make the soldiers of the war even more frightened.

Scarlet golden pupils, curved double horns, strong body, hideous scales, wide wings, anyone who sees his existence can recognize him as a demon at the first glance, which perfectly fits people's attitude towards demons. His imagination makes him more like the fear condensed from his fantasy.

  And this one in front of you is completely different. If you meet him in other places, Jim Woz may think he is some other monster.

  I don’t know if someone is defamating himself. After the goat head devil came out, he took a deep breath and groaned inwardly, “It’s full of the weak, it’s still my favorite playground.”

   didn't let him indulge for too long, and he noticed another smell. He immediately raised his brow and said with dissatisfaction: "How can there be a smell that makes me sick."

  Following the taste, he was an old man.

  The opponent's strength can only be regarded as a high-level rubbish, and Carla did not take him seriously.

  What makes him care about is what the other person is carrying.

   bared his teeth, he said in disgust, "Holy objects? The church of this world again? It's as disgusting as a bug, are you about to figure out the magnanimous argument that plays with the right words?"

  The next moment, without letting him wait for a long time, a palm-sized badge was touched by Safi: "Devil, get out of this world! Otherwise, I wait for the shepherd of the gods, and I will give you the strongest blow!"

  I didn’t care about Safi’s nonsense, the sheephead demon spit on the ground with a look of disgust: "Disgusting..."

   After the thing was touched out, he felt the world's oppressive power greatly increased. He had been suppressed by seven or eight out of ten, and he was suppressed again.

  In his eyes, these shameless little bugs, whether they were hundreds of years ago or now, always use some boring little tricks to lower his level and form a group to beat him.

  There is not a single opponent that can really make him face up!

  At this moment, although his strength has been reduced to a certain extent, he is not panicked at all.

  Just when he was summoned, Richard Woz gave him a lot of sacrifices. As long as he eats the sacrifices, his strength can be restored immediately!

  When the time comes, not to mention that you can abuse the few bugs in front of you casually, at least it will be easy to protect yourself.

  Thinking of this, he reached out and touched the position behind him.

  The souls of hundreds of sacrifices have been gathered there by him, and they have become a condensate of souls that can be held at hand, which is convenient for him to eat!

   Reach out and grab it.

  Not caught!

  I'll catch it again!

   Still not caught!

  Looking at not far away, she looked confused, not knowing what she was doing, Safi and others, Carla was slightly embarrassed.

   turned his head slightly and glanced at the empty behind.

  He wondered: ‘Where’s Lao Tzu’s sacrifice? ? ’

  ‘What about such a big sacrifice? ? ’

   While lying in the clouds above the Colosseum Garden, Olga shoved what he had just obtained in his mouth and chewed twice before he moved his gaze back to Safi and the others with satisfaction.

  Priest + sorcerer + careerist + a large group of cannon fodder of running a dragon, this kind of brave lineup is really rare, and he is looking forward to the follow-up development.

  (End of this chapter)