The essence blood reacted, indicating that Sanders should not be too far away from him.

Ingres looked up at the ice floes in the sky: Could Sanders be on it?

But if Sanders was up there, the sound shouldn't be so hazy.

It was the first time Angel had encountered this situation, although he didn't know the specific situation of Sanders for the time being, but he was a little more settled in his heart, and he could sense Sanders's breath through the essence blood, which at least meant that Sanders came out of the spatial passage safely.

Above the sky, all the demons were in shock at the sudden appearance of the huge ice floe.

They had no idea that when the Fire Monarch was about to ascend to the throne, the humans would actually break into Rasudran?!Why did this group of humans come here, and what were they going to do?The demons didn't know, but they knew that the arrival of the humans was definitely not good.

In just a few minutes, the huge air currents brought by the ice floe alone swept away countless demonic lives.

When the ice floe stagnated in the air, I saw the Hua-robed masked man at the front of the ice floe wave his hand, and a large number of wizards behind him flew out densely, like a bird out of the cage, instantly obscuring the burning sky.

There are many demons, but there are even more wizards!

The power of demons is powerful, but the skill of wizards to use their power is even better!

If you count the wizards and all kinds of alchemy props to assist, the demons are even more difficult to resist. At present, the only advantage of demons is that they are in the abyss, and their recovery speed is stronger than that of human wizards.

But the wizard's coming to La Soudran this time was not a tug-of-war in itself, because the tug-of-war was bound to lose. Their goal is the same, as long as they hunt Orusia, nothing else matters!

When the wizard personally intervened, it was like a locust crossing the border, and the demons in the sky were unable to organize the team's combat strength, resulting in a short period of time losing their armor and fleeing one after another.

For a while, the sky that was originally full of demons was scattered at this time.

Looking at the defeated demons, the eyes of the wizards on the ice floes flashed with joy, but they didn't have to be happy for long before they heard Meng Qi say: "Those who fled are all small demons, and even many are half-blood demons, we can't take it lightly." ”

Monchi is right, the most demons in the whole of La Sudland are the little devils.

The things they could deal with so easily just now were all little devils. And the demons of the intermediate rank and above were all watching the battle from a distance, staring at them with the eyes of a yin owl, but they did not move.

And the real troublesome opponents are none other than these Castlevania backbones.

Monchi pondered, whether it was a protracted tug-of-war or a lightning strike. For these mid-level demons, it won't have much effect, so the best choice now is to take advantage of the high-end combat power of Castlevania City to complete this goal first.

Monchi looked up at the sky, fire streaks jumping.

He could faintly feel that behind the fire pattern, there seemed to be a powerful force being bred.

What the flames in the sky meant, Monchi didn't know for the time being, but what he did know was that the place where the fire pattern was connected was the location of the Orucia that Kanter had said!

Following the looming fire streaks, Monchi finally targeted a building on the southern outskirts of La Soudran.

Speaking of which, the area around this building is empty, completely different from other areas that have been reduced to a sea of fire, and it is as quiet as a hermit who has left behind it.

"Samantha, manipulate the ice floes to get here!"

While Monchi was looking towards the southern suburbs, N'Golo Kante and Sanders were also looking in the direction of the southern suburbs.

"Well, when I saw it before, Ingres was in a wooden house in the woods on the southern outskirts. Kante frowned: "Now, it's all in flames, and I don't know where he went?"

Sanders also looked over, there were almost all of the lava pools where the flames were burning, and looking at the fierce scorching flames, at least the mid-level flame demons had fallen there.

A sea of fire, with no signs of life.

Sanders' heart tightened, a little worried about Angell's condition. But soon he came back to his senses, although these flames were very fierce, but with Angel's speed, it should not be difficult to escape, besides, there should be a dark-skinned woman by his side, and the absolute strong man should be on his side, and his safety should be safe.

"Well, I didn't expect Ingres to be really in La Sudran, what is he here for? And what is the situation of the woman next to him, should it be...... He's going to betray my baby Qili, right?"

Sanders gave Kanter a cold look, ignoring his mouth and feeling the position of the essence with his eyes closed.

Since Angels is still in La Suderan, so close, I wonder if I can deliver the news?

But after a while, Sanders frowned, he could vaguely sense that Angel should be nearby, but he just couldn't lock his position, his position was erratic, like a feather swept up by the wind, nowhere to fall, nowhere to settle.

Sanders sighed, thinking that this time it had failed again.

However, just as Sanders was about to undo the sense, a voice suddenly came into his ears.

"Mentor, is that you? Where are you?"

The texture of Ingres's voice is between teenager and youth, clear and comfortable, not only pleasing to the ear, but also highly recognizable.

After hearing Angel's reply, Sanders' eyes lit up, and he immediately summoned again, wanting to ask about Ingres's condition and location. However, no matter what Sanders said, there was no response from the other side.

"Hey, can't the mentor hear me?Or did I mishear it just now, it wasn't the mentor who was talking?" Ingres muttered in confusion from the other side.

After that, Sanders wanted to sense again, but there was no way.

Although the details of Ingres were not obtained, it was clear from Anger's muttering during the interrogation that his condition should not be too bad...... Sanders thought to himself: Perhaps, Ingres's situation was more comfortable and safe than anyone present.

In that case, Sanders also relaxed a little.

He really didn't have a way to find Angel right now.

Sanders looked around, and before he knew it, a strange-shaped mid-level demon finally appeared around the ice floe and surrounded them.

The strength of ordinary mid-level demons is at least calculated in terms of true knowledge. A mid-level top demon is at least the strength of the second level of true knowledge.

Around the ice floe, more than twenty mid-level demons appeared, and they were facing everyone with hideous expressions at this time.

Although they haven't done it yet, it's clear that these demons are trying to stop them. Without tackling the demons, it's hard for them to move on.

"Human ...... Abominable human beings ......", "Eat them." "Hee-hee-hee-hee - human brains are the best, and I can't forget them since I smoked them last time." "What color spark will human flesh and blood burn?"

Muffled syllables came from the demon's mouth, and threatening words reached the ears of the wizards.

Speaking of which, I don't know which demon's distant ancestor inherited the vice, the demon's love for pre-war nonsense is more frequent than many wandering wizards. For those who are not strong, it may cause psychological stress, but for them, it is completely meaningless.

"Break through the encirclement and start fighting. ”

......

The battle dance in the sky never stopped.

In this big drama with La Sudran as the stage, not only Fafnir is secretly paying attention, but there are also many great powers in the abyss, and his eyes are focused on here.

In the cemetery of the resting place, the beautiful sound of the piano reverberates, and the ghostly female voice.

Suddenly, the music stopped abruptly.

In the tavern in the center of the cemetery, Balalaika, who was playing the crystal harp, suddenly paused, and she raised her head to look at the unknown void, her eyes wandering with deep thought.

"The new Fire Monarch was actually born from a half-blood demon, interesting. ”

Soon, Balalaika withdrew her gaze, her slender white fingers resting on the strings of the crystal harp, the snake tail ring on her little finger glowing faintly, and as the action resumed, the melodious music flowed again, but unlike the previous serenade, this time Balalaika played an epic hymn.

In the bottomless abyss, the unspeakable world.

The night is in the sky, and the soft moonlight shines on the earth.

It is hard to imagine that in the abyss of no day and no night, there will be such a world, with gentle night and bright starry sky.

It's a pity that no matter how beautiful the night is, there is no life to appreciate.

The moonlit land was barren, and there was no green here except for the dry dirt. This is an abandoned world, where no living thing can survive for long.

But in this deserted world, there is a building that is incompatible with the atmosphere of the environment.

This building has a solemn and solemn feeling. It's like it was built in the heart of a thriving human society, and it shouldn't be here.

The spire tower, the dazzling lights, the stained glass windows, a sense of religious solemnity, and the various statues of gods carved on the outside of the building, give the building a strange sense of solemnity.

It's a library.

Although it looks like a religious church, the interior is full of bookshelves full of books under the ornate chandeliers.

Although there are countless books here, the entire library is empty, and there is only one life.

It was a petite tailed demon sitting at a large desk, writing on parchment with a pen in hand, making a rustling sound, and the lamp on the table was slowly burning, and the dim light illuminated the silent study.

Suddenly, the tip of the tailed demon's pen broke when it reached a word.

It was stunned for a moment, looking at the one that it had only written half of the word: "As......"

An eerie laugh came out of its mouth.

After laughing, it suddenly looked back at somewhere in the void. It saw the sky where the flames converged, and it saw the battle between demons and humans.

None of this interested it, though, as its gaze focused on a tall figure in a porcelain white mask.

There was a faint glimmer of light in its gaze.

After a while, it withdrew its gaze, lowered its head, took a quill from its desk again, and scribbled a passage on parchment with a new, glowing bottle of ink.

"The source fire is the key, pulling the boundless void to the old days. The glory buried in Asgard will eventually be opened. ”

After it recorded it, it stuck the parchment in its tail.

At this time, on its hook-like tail, there was not only parchment, but also books with various covers.

These books are written in a variety of languages, and one of them has a clear line of words written on the spine of the book in the lingua franca of mankind: "The Study and Improvement of the Abyssal Inscription Literature".