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The 43rd plane of the Abyss.

Once upon a time, it was a paradise for demons.

Today, it has become a paradise for the dead.

The establishment of the cemetery city of Tarummir marks the depravity and undead of this abyssal plane. No matter how much the plane consciousness rejects them, it cannot reverse this deep rule from the origin of the plane.

The once red sky was now shrouded in gloomy rolling dark clouds, and the sky and the earth were filled with a miserable white mist that had lasted for years, and a thick aura of death permeated the entire plane. Some demonic creatures gradually began to feel the strong pressure from the plane, and they were either forced to move out, or they were transformed into undead creatures along with them when the heavens and the earth changed drastically.

The Plane Origin Consciousness also tried to re-select its own agents among the plane demons, but unfortunately, the rapid expansion of the Cemetery Clan left it with no one to rely on. After several new sons of the plane were slaughtered by the cemetery one after another, the remaining high-level demons avoided the so-called plane favor.

Although the demon is naturally brutal and brainless, under the huge pressure of survival, it still shows a trace of cunning that does not belong to the chaotic creatures. This kind of thing of sending death openly, even if the plane origin consciousness is bewitched and tempted, no demon dares to accept it.

After all, the undead creatures also belong to the camp of the orderly evil, so after showing their absolute strength, it is only reasonable that they finally surrender to the origin consciousness of the plane.

However, the plane origin consciousness only chose to hibernate, and it was not deeply integrated with the soul guard Hilgai elected by the cemetery, so there must be some follow-up. But this is enough for the cemetery clan who are good at foxes and fake tigers.

So when a request for communication from an alien plane appeared, the soul guard Hilgai gladly accepted.

The cemetery city of Tarummere has completed the construction of all the core areas of the city, and the sprawling city defense facilities have also completely enveloped the former demonic steel castle of Gangdrak, forming a unique landscape of an undead city with a demonic inner fortress.

As the huge screen of light slowly opened in the demon hall, the soul guard Hilgai sat on a high steel throne, enjoying the careful service of the charming succubus Phimis.

The harmonious symbiosis of two equally extreme souls in a demonic body inevitably brought about a drastic physical change for Hilgai.

The once demonic wings had been replaced by strange black wings, and the dozen or so demonic horns that had been messy and thick on the top of the head had also fallen off, leaving only two demonic horns that were getting thicker and stronger. If the source of demonic power comes from the demon's horns, then Hilgai's power must have grown by leaps and bounds.

The original fierce and tyrannical appearance has also begun to change in the direction of fitness and majesty, but the only thing that has not changed is the evil aura that overflows the whole body. Not only did this aura not weaken, but it was even tenfold or a hundred times that of before. With the support of the cemetery and the reluctant favor of the plane, he, the "son of the plane" who forcibly ascended to the throne, already has a level 20 strength.

In time, even legendary demons can be expected.

And the succubus who fell into Hilgai's arms at this moment was obviously completely intoxicated with his strong strength and masculine aura. The bright red lips were like a burning flame, and the hot and burning heat spread through the flexible tongue to Hilgei's strong, solid chest muscles.

The succubus's delicate and powerful fingers took the opportunity to caress every tangled muscle line of his upper body, and the long bony tail with a thin and sharp barb behind the tail rubbed against his thick lower limbs.

The caress and joy between demons are simply unbearable without any foundation.

However, monstrous power and strong personal strength are always the best aphrodisiac~ medicine, enough to make any vain female spring~ emotional.

Therefore, when the open light screen is stabilized, it is facing such an "unbearable" demonic spring love.

"Your Excellency, Demon Lord, this conversation is not friendly, is it?" A cold and sharp female voice came out of the light screen, and it was obviously impregnated with strong dissatisfaction.

"Hypocritical humans, do not judge the great demons by your inferior thoughts. The abyss is below, and you should all decay and degenerate in the deepest part of the abyss, so that you can appreciate the greatness of the bottomless abyss......"

The thoughts and ways of speaking of the creatures on the main plane are completely different from those of the natives of the abyssal world, and once the two different concepts collide, they will inevitably be sparks and flesh.

After more than half a sentence of speculation, only one sentence, the two sides of the air conversation almost fell into the urge to find out each other's big fight.

"Okay, okay, both sides are deflated. Dear Demon Lord, I'm Stephen, a mage from the Crane Plane, and we want to make a deal with you this time! An old male voice interjected, avoiding the unfriendly topic just now.

"Deal? Great demons also like to trade, but prefer to take them directly. What kind of good things can you Ba Lao of the main plane come up with, you might as well let the master of the ability see it first! ”

The demon's words were still so hurtful, even with the good attitude of a Stephen Holy Order mage, he almost went berserk on the spot. This is the case with demons, and without giving yourself a "mechanical mind" beforehand, there is no possibility for human mages to talk to them at all.

At this point, the demon's sense of management is far inferior to that of the devil who lives in the abyss. However, when it comes to the endless linguistic deception and word traps of the big and small devils, most sane main plane spellcasters still prefer to deal with violent, chaotic but brainless demons.

After all, once your bluffing skills and negotiation skills are blown up, it is possible to trade a human girl for a succubus slave. Dealing with these tyrannical, mindless guys requires a lot of patience and a good attitude, but there is no risk of commercial fraud.

However, if you don't have a strong strength to guarantee it, fraud won't happen, and violent snatching is commonplace.

"We also have all the treasures here, and we just want to exchange some of each other's souvenirs with Your Excellency, which must be of great benefit to Your Excellency. Gems, concentrates, magic scrolls, powerful magic items, steel golems, spell knowledge, featured slaves, magic potions, and even ...... Even your favorite human soul ......" Even Stephen's Holy Rank Mage's words were a little flustered when he said the last one.

"Human souls? Is it as beautiful as the soul prism I eat now? With the Demon Leader's strange smile that shattered the sky, a small crystal filled with a strong soul aura was tossed up and down in his hand, overflowing with magnificent soul light.

The two Holy Rank spellcasters on the other side of the light screen cursed in their hearts at the same time.

From their eyes, of course, they could see that what the demon was playing with was the latest type of soul crystal that the Mage Guild had just acquired. This kind of unprecedented, extremely pure soul spar was also expressed by those most superb alchemists, and repeatedly shook their heads and could not be copied.

Therefore, the narrow purchase channels and the mysterious sellers behind them have nothing to do for the managers of the Mage Guild, so they can only hoard slowly little by little. Unexpectedly, just as they were about to trade with the Demon Lord, they found that the market they were looking forward to had been taken over by some bastard who was the first to go.

On second thought, this is actually normal.

After all, this plane coordinates and the contact information of the demon lord also flowed out of the hands of that "psychic warlock", if he had something as good as a soul spar, of course he would naturally occupy this barren market. However, this is a pain for the two Holy Order spellcasters who want to make a big purchase.

Subsequent negotiations were clearly difficult and intermittent. The two Holy Order spellcasters took turns to fight, and after a negotiation that was no less than a grueling battle, they finally reached a long-term plane deal with the Demon Lord.

The demon side pays a large number of low-level cannon fodder soldiers and some middle and high-level demons, while the human side pays the corresponding spell knowledge and part of the magic scrolls, wands and other magic items.

When the time and method of the last transaction were agreed, the two parties signed a strong binding magic contract "amicably", which broke the connection between them.

As a result, a huge spell roar immediately sounded in the sky outside the mage tower where Stephen's Holy Rank Mage was located.

After a full quarter of an hour, the great star sorcerer Solan Lian opened the portal again and appeared in front of Master Stephen after venting his frustration and anger.

Stephen's Saint-Rank Mage's face was also a little fierce and violent at this moment, and he was obviously angry just now. However, the success of the transaction was still a happy event after all, which made him suppress his anger, and he twisted his beard under his chin and muttered silently.

"What are you thinking? I really wanted to strangle that damn demon just now, these rotten maggots parasitic on the bottomless abyss are simply the lowest product of the multiverse......" The Great Star Sorcerer's words were still full of gunpowder.

"I'm thinking that we may have gotten a rough idea of the underground kingdom that the psychic warlock runs." Stephen's Holy Order Mage opened his mouth to analyze: "Psychic Warlock Anglie was born two years ago, and with the help of the gap between the entanglements of various forces, he took the opportunity to steal the plane coordinates of the undead realm in the hands of the Undead United Council. Now it seems that the business is very good, not only can produce this kind of treasure soul wonder, but also take the opportunity to stretch his hands and feet to the bottomless abyss! ”

"And no one can find out where he is at the root, not even where he is. So I agree with the Vice-President Shaslar. This so-called psychic warlock Angel is not a native of the Crane plane at all, but a spokesperson supported by a large foreign power in our plane. This is the only way to explain why even your Grand Astrology can't get any personal information about Angle. ”

Solan Lian showed a thoughtful look, and asked incomprehensibly: "Since it has been determined that Angli is not from our plane, why don't you take down a few chess pieces he has laid down?" From that little guy, you will definitely get some information and intelligence about the forces behind the scenes! ”

Stephen Holy Order Mage chuckled lightly, shook his head, and said, "Alright, Solan Liane, don't let anger overwhelm you!" How valuable do you think a nominal disciple thrown by the other party will be? You're right, so far, it seems that all the things that Anglie has done can be linked to this little guy, but that just shows that he is just a puppet! Until we find a fair and smooth conversation, that Anglie will not reveal himself at all, so we have reason to believe that this little guy named Li Xun is just a spiritual servant of the Psychic Warlock. Arresting him, in addition to offending a large force for no reason, I am afraid that before we extract memories from him, he has already been turned into an idiot by a psychic warlock! ”

"I don't care what the conspiracy of you old guys is, I only care when my demonic materials will arrive. The exchange materials that need to be prepared by me will be delivered to you within three days, and I don't care about anything else! ”

As soon as the words fell, her tall and toned body had slowly disappeared into the scene, leaving only an old mage with a wry smile.

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