The southern part of the Starlight Continent seems to be a complete dark kingdom.

Here, Vendôme has been greatly restored and has become the capital of the Dark Kingdom, and the demons have restored the vitality of the region, either using merchant ships left over from humans or building their own vehicles.

In this dark kingdom, demons are at the top, conscious high-level undead are in the middle, and unconscious low-level undead are at the bottom of the new kingdom, serving as all kinds of coolies.

There are also many classes of upper demons, the Great Demon King Bucklet is naturally the leader of this kingdom, and the important demon races such as War Demons, Flo Demons, and Dwarf Demons are the nobles in the kingdom, and they are the backbone of the Dark Legion.

In particular, the dwarf demons who are good at magical mechanical technology are almost the source of the dark army's strength and the driving force for progress.

In Vendôme, the highest-ranking dwarf is known as the Dark Prophet, and it is said that he has an infinite amount of wisdom, and the Archdemon King Bucklay can always find answers to any questions he has, so he is deeply relied on by the Archdemon King.

The Archmage Tower in the inner city of Vendôme, once home to Vianna, is now the abode of the Dark Prophet.

Ever since the phaser was lost, the Dark Prophet has been in the Mage's Tower, working day and night, trying to recover the lost precious instrument.

This phaser is very sophisticated and complex, and the cost of manufacturing one is extremely high, and it took a year to build a large machinery manufacturing base in terms of the phaser they currently have.

On top of that, the manufacture of phase meters requires a rare metal called Krirokin, which is found in ordinary silver ores. On average, about 10 grams of Kriro gold can be extracted per ton of silver ore. And a phaser requires at least five kilograms of krirogin. That is, it takes from five hundred tons of silver ore.

It's a silver mine. Every ton is extremely precious, and in order to make a phaser of Krilokin, the dwarves have extracted almost all of the silver ore of the South, and now the phaser has been lost, and there is no possibility of success in five years.

The only way to do that is to get this treasure back.

In the Mage Tower, the Dark Prophet was busy among a large number of strangely shaped instruments, followed by more than thirty assistants, all of whom were busy in one instrument after another.

The Great Demon King Bucklet is also there. He watched as the dwarves were busy, especially following the Dark Prophet, hoping to see a hint of positive news in his expression that he had found the phaser.

After more than three years of fighting, demons and undead were killed and wounded. In the past, the undead could be compensated by battlefield corpses, but since the Allies in the north used soul talismans on every soldier, none of the corpses of the Allies could be resurrected.

Whether it is demons or undead, the number is decreasing, and if there are no more reinforcements, it is conceivable that their dark legion will gradually fall into a disadvantage. Until defeat.

The phaser was the hope of the Dark Legion, and he had to pay attention.

Just now. The Dark Prophet's face was visibly happy, and he happily told Barek that the phase meter had been retrieved by the Doom Emissary, and that the Doom Bringer had escaped into the space bubble and was heading back to the south, which was expected to reach the south in a month.

Bucklay was overjoyed, and he waited patiently for the prophet to give him new good news.

But less than five minutes later, the dense wrinkles on the Dark Prophet's face suddenly tightened, like a chrysanthemum that had suddenly closed, and he cried out in surprise, "How come? The Herald of Doom has been discovered! ”

He signed a soul contract with the Doom Emissary, and was able to sense the opponent's soul fluctuations from thousands of miles away, and the fluctuations he felt now were full of emotions such as 'panic, fear, and incredulity', which could only indicate that the Doom Bringer hiding in the spatial bubble was in danger.

The Great Demon King was also taken aback: "How could it be discovered?" ”

Once the Doom Messenger hides, even he will not feel any traces, and unless the other party is ready to attack him, he will know nothing.

Now that someone can pull this guy out of the space bubble, how strong should this person's strength be?

Bucklet did not dare to think in the bad direction, and he asked, "Prophet, is it possible that there is a talent for restraint?" ”

Since a weak demon like the Doombringer can hide itself with the help of spatial bubbles, why can't other races have this innate talent for perceiving spatial anomalies?

The Dark Prophet shook his head and directly shattered the illusion of the Great Demon King: "Your Majesty, there are not many races in the allies, and the largest number of them are nothing more than human races, elves, dwarves, and orcs, and the possibility of these races appearing this kind of strange talent is very small, in comparison, the possibility of appearing a strong person who can perceive spatial abnormalities is much higher." ”

The Great Demon King looked bitter, and after a moment of silence, he sighed, "This strong man should be a demigod, right?"

"At least a demigod. As far as I know, after igniting the divine fire, it will have extraordinary divine power, and it is not difficult to perceive the basic spatial structure of the surface. The Dark Prophet's tone was calm, but it was just the way he spoke, and he kept himself to his senses in this way, but the expression on his face showed that he was in a bad mood.

No mortal likes to face a demigod-level supreme powerhouse, that's terrifying.

At that moment, the Dark Prophet's body shook, and he stumbled on his feet, and if it weren't for an assistant rushing to support him, he would have almost fallen to the ground.

"What's going on?" The Great Demon King stood up in shock.

"The Herald of Doom is dead." The Dark Prophet sighed: "The opponent should be asking about the content of the phase meter, the soul contract is in effect, etc., some vague information has been transmitted, the information is very vague, etc., the Northern Alliance has not obtained the phase meter, it is really the blessing of the demon god, etc., this is hiss~"

The Dark Prophet took a breath, smiled bitterly, and said to the Great Demon King, "I'm afraid we won't get the phase meter either." The situation was urgent, and the Doomer casually stuffed the phaser into a small bubble of space. Time was too short, and this space bubble left no coordinates to trace, it was lost. ”

This news made the Great Demon King very depressed, and he still didn't give up, and asked, "Is it possible to find him?" ”

"There are some ways. But I'm making some new magic devices. With this device, we can attract free bubbles in space, and if we are lucky, we may be able to attract the phaser. ”

Among the pile of bad news, this is the best news, and the Great Demon King breathed a sigh of relief: "You do it with all your might, just tell me what you need." I will do my best to support you. ”

"As you wish, Your Majesty." The Dark Prophet nodded, turned around and clapped his hands at his assistants, and said in a loud voice, "Alright, we have a new mission." Time is of the essence, hurry up! ”

Soon, these dwarves fell into a new hustle.

Bucklay knew he couldn't intervene, looked at it for a while, and then turned away. He returned to the castle of the city lord of Vendôme full of trouble, worried about the powerhouse who suddenly appeared at least the demigod level.

He knew very well that his strength was at the peak of the legend, and he was only half a step away from igniting the divine fire, but even this half step was like an abyss, and he could never cross it.

It was also this half-step that made him understand how terrible the true gods were.

In this face world, the other party may not be able to display the full power of the gods, but the divine power has all kinds of extraordinary uses, such as perceiving spatial anomalies is one of them.

In the face of such an opponent, even if he was invincible in the world before, he could be killed by the opponent in a single moment.

When he returned to his room and was alone, Bucklay sat wearily in his chair, propped his head in one hand, and muttered in his heart: "O Lord of Darkness, am I going to face the fate of failure?" ”

At this time, the situation is facing off from north to south, and for occupying a plane, the situation is now very good, although in the general trend, the dark army has lost slightly, but he has been trying to find a way, but now, the phase meter that can reverse the general trend has been lost, although it is possible to find it back, but it is also possible to never find it, which makes him a little frustrated.

At this time, the room was dimly lit, only some faint light was projected through the window, and everything in the room was looming.

Just when the Great Demon King's anger was depressed, in the dark, he suddenly heard a soft 'poof' sound, and then he saw a dark purple flame like a candle flame appear out of thin air in the air in front of him.

The flame burned and danced silently, and Buckley squinted his eyes to take a closer look, and he realized that it was not a flame, but a flame-like mass of countless Force runes, and it was so complex, so complex that Bucklay couldn't fathom it.

When it appeared, the Great Demon King immediately felt that he had an endless desire for this ball of light, as if his life would not be complete without him.

He's going to get it!

So he resolutely stretched out his hand and grabbed it towards the ball of light.

With this grasp, he felt his whole body vibrate, and an indescribable force rushed into his body, and immediately after, the power in his body began to boil, the magic began to surge wildly, and a tearing pain came into his mind, making him can't help but roar.

The sound rang out, and it contained a cohesive force, and all the furnishings in the room were blown to pieces, and even the solid wooden bed was shattered.

This pain came and went quickly, and when everything calmed down, the Great Demon King slowly opened his eyes, his eyes turned dark purple, and there were extremely bewitching flames jumping in them, and his body became more robust, and a large amount of lilac magic leaked out from his back and head, looking at it from a distance, it was like a steaming flame.

Then, he fell to one knee and said in a pious voice that was completely incompatible with his large, wild body: "Lord of Darkness, thank you for giving me the power of God, I will not let you down." I will dedicate your soul to you. ”

After speaking, the newly promoted demigod-level demon stood up, his dark purple fiery eyes staring at the void, the corners of his lips curled slightly, and he pulled out a sneer: "It turned out to be you, Luo Lin." I've wanted to compete with each other for a long time! (To be continued......)