87_87643 is reckless and dark before and after, and the same is true up and down. Only by looking to the sides can you barely find the abyssal cliffs that stand in the distance—on the twisted edges of the cliffs, rocky peaks and stalactites are staggered, and some miserable faint light source looms from their strange shadows, like the blood-stained teeth of demons.

A vast, infinite, eternally expanding chasm.

A unique roar tore through the silence, and a few fringes of flame slid swiftly past, shaking the ground better than a herd of wild bison, and there was no intention of slowing down in the face of the dead end ahead. The steel chariot burst out of the cliff, its heavy wheels whirling and whistling, rolling up two long streams of dust and smoke, and the light was like clouds and mist, staring at the dark and windy void beneath him. The chariot flew over the rift and landed on the stone base opposite the cliff, smashing it with a loud bang and numerous falling rocks, and rushing into a magnificent ancient arch.

The clusters of fortresses, towers, and palaces were built on cliffs for more than ten miles—about twice as long as they stretched vertically. Ancient builders peeled back the stone layers, dug through the caves, and leveled the foundations to create this vast and almost incredible project. But time passed, the shadows wore away the exquisite and brilliant frescoes, and the abyss swallowed up the once vivid life...... All that was left was the wind hovering between the stairs of the corridors, passing through the towering buildings, nesting in the empty halls that had sunk into darkness, echoing in the long-abandoned dead city.

Forty-seven didn't care, and he didn't sign the convention on the protection of monuments and sites. Fortunately, it should have been taken into account to facilitate the passage of large physiques. So the building complex still allows him to go on a rampage and run away.

"Beware, there seems to be a-"

Morriel sensed something lurking in the tidal darkness ahead. But there was only time to say the first half of the sentence. Forty-seven drove through the corridor at a gallop, and the stone door closed at the end of the head was opened, which naturally knocked the ground behind the door squarely. The chariot jerked, and the lights on the body seemed to suddenly go out for a moment. A low, terrifying roar, a bone-chilling chill, and the pitch-black, viscous liquid of the tent sprayed everywhere.

"There's an ambush!" Forty-seven's spiked nose swayed sharply from side to side, usually signaling a prelude to a serious car accident - judging by the signs of damage he inflicted on the wall that followed, it was indeed quite strict.

"Look, I warned you. "The female mage accurately predicted the flow of force on impact. So she sat firmly on the Diaoyu Tai, still holding the magic pen to draw the plane map spread out on the cases in front of her, and didn't even bother to grasp the armrest of the seat.

"I thought you were talking about the door. ”

Without doing anything, he was kicked back, and the predator who was waiting for the rabbit was obviously very annoyed. The shadows surged up like a living monster, an unnatural cold wind poured out from the depths of the darkness, frost quickly spread along the masonry, and a series of terrible freeze cracking sounds rang out in the buildings that had been eroded over the years—the rubble rained down, and a behemoth that was bleaker than the darkness itself coiled under the collapsed floor, and raised its head. It poked out its small half and filled the hallway, its sickle-like black tusks filling its mouth in the light of the forty-seven taillights. Layers of bloom form a death circumference more than ten feet in diameter.

"It turned out to be the Night Shadow of the Giant Bug, and this is the first time I've seen **. Morrill put down his pen and activated the monitor on the table, starting to look at it from a different perspective.

She is comfortable as if she is a white-collar elite working overtime in the office, and she doesn't care at all that there is a big trouble behind her that even the devil has a headache when she sees it. Furious Nightshadow was even more savage than Forty-Seven, chasing through walls, curling pillars and beams, devouring anything too close to its dark mouth along the way. Forty-seven made a sharp turn and drove onto a stone bridge that spanned the abyss. Nightshade of the Giant Worm was a little slower to react and rushed over its head, its swollen body poking out down the corridor - but it then flicked and rolled like a whip, rolled over, and climbed up the bridge. With a twist of force, the stone bridge was twisted in two

"It's really a house to uncover the tiles. The steel chariot turned around one hundred and eighty degrees as it crumbled, and a dazzling flame suddenly appeared, drawing a dazzling semicircle with the clanging sound of the wheels. Forty-seven reversed and raced, and four twin-mounted heavy machine guns and eight pipes in the front of the car were fired together. Nightshadow was caught off guard by a barrage of tracer bullets, and while its innate spell resistance and damage reduction abilities helped it resist most attacks, the dense rain of fire still made it shriek, and even more painful from the bright light of the projectile explosion. It wasn't willing to lose the fat in its mouth for a while, and the more magical energy it was, the more delicious the food would be—but wait until Forty-Seven swapped the machine gun for a deadlight cannon. Nightshade of the Giant Worm finally realizes that the price of making a tooth sacrifice with this thing is too great. It pulls up dozens of feet high. Unleashed a dark cloud full of negative energy, and turned his head back to the cold and dark passages of the abandoned city. Lick your wounds and wait for the next less choking victim.

"Stop playing, let it go. Moriel collected some fragments of Nightshade's body and carefully bound them with a spell enchantment: "Nightshade should be a very cunning undead creature. Why does this one look a little silly?"

"It's the Abyss subspecies. The succubus's eyes were shining, as if the afterglow of energy lightning was still left inside: "When it hunts, even the Baro Yan Demon has to retreat when it sees it, and only four ** people can deal with it so easily......"

"Sycophants!" Cairo grimaced.

"the fart!" the succubus immediately fought back. Since there is no danger to her life, she is not afraid of a war of words.

"It's a nuisance. How far is it?" Kelly seemed to become less and less calm and impatient, more and more like someone.

All the way down, the travelers walked for a long time, and the great rift was still bottomless. Portals to other abyssal levels are not hard to find, and most of them are protected in sturdy and dangerous fortresses or camps, guarded day and night by heavily armed demons - an essential defense for lords of Tanari, large and small, who are both inhospitable and lack allies. A lot of dumb melons will try to get an unsigned map and take the path. Try to avoid dealing with demons who are tired of guarding and eager to have fun. But this often leads to a more ironic encounter - after all, the demons have been exploring portals in the Great Abyss for countless years, hoping that a door that no one cares about will lead to a treasure trove. It's a bit whimsical.

Forty-seven, they were going to one of the Succubus Queen's outposts here.

"Look! It must be the messenger of His Majesty Meikanshut! Four ** people, please let me out!"

The succubus left the chariot and flew towards a few strange figures hovering back and forth in the depths of the canyon, and said a few words. They were soon close to Forty-Seven, the Abyssal Pegasus snorting poisonous snorts and flapping its wings in warning, with the same crimson eyes and twisted horns as the demon knights who wielded them. The knights were neatly draped, and their armor and weapons were shiny and shiny. Sharp as new, you can tell that the user must have taken the trouble to take care of them after each battle - a rarity among demons.

"On behalf of His Majesty the Supreme Mecanschut, I welcome you. "The humanoid demon who led the team was very handsome, with a hoarse voice, holding a huge magical halberd, and his eyes were full of exuberant and dangerous desires. He looked at Forty-Seven, and the mage knew that the demon was evaluating them with a prophetic spell. She hoped he would hurry up, not waiting for the Tin Guy to notice the arrogant offense.

"Come with me, don't keep your majesty waiting. The demon grinned, revealing a mouth full of sharp, yellowish fangs, and drove his mount to turn around.

Please don't take it personally. He's mainly for his subordinates. The succubus secretly sent a message: in order to attract His Majesty Canciut to take a closer look, they are competing fiercely every moment. I didn't expect His Majesty to come to greet us in person...... I dare say they're all dying of envy right now!

Walking through a tunnel filled with a dreamlike pale blue glow, the succubus queen's imposing fortress appears in front of you. It stands majestically in the middle of the boundless cliffs, solemn and magnificent. The bridge leading to this majestic structure is a hundred feet wide, and the statues on both sides of the bridge are lit up as if it were daylight, as if the visitors would not notice that the precious stone that was only used in the king's chambers was paved with precious stones.

When they reached the door, Forty-Seven was still "banging" and about to open up the steps, and this rude behavior caused the demons who had already dismounted to look at each other.

"Can you please step out of this ridiculous toy?" asked the Demon Captain with his sword.

"Oops. The succubus snorted softly.

After the ladies got out of the car as they were told, the demon almost drew his sword and attacked. The steel chariot suddenly changed. The recombination of countless metal parts is dazzling. For a moment, it seemed as if he was about to grow into a terrifying Optimus Giant...... Until finally, when each piece of armor was in its place, converging and condensing into a gloomy-looking constructed samurai, the tension was still not resolved.

"Tricks put highlights. Little white faces. "Forty-seven and one teeth, as sharp as an alien.

The Demon Captain's handsome face contorted with anger—and the next second, he suddenly stepped back, his demeanor becoming humble, like a dog being pulled by the collar.

"Please. ”

One door after another slowly opened, and the hall was as bright as day. The melodious singing voice reverberates faintly, winding around the beam, and the hollow curtain sways slightly. In the haze, there seemed to be countless elves dancing to the rhythm. The brocade carpet is soft and warm when stepped on. A kind of lazy comfort penetrates from the soles of the feet to the cracks of the bones, as if returning home after a long absence. Sit back and relax on the couch with your loved one.

When the white curtain adorned with jewels was lifted, and the succubus queen on the throne was revealed, Morriel had already added several mental protections to himself regardless of face. Despite this, she was still a little distracted by Mecansut's peerless appearance. "The beauty is suffocating", the female mage who is a pretty beauty at home finally admitted that there are really creatures in the world who are worthy of a beautiful word. Vadaria's twist of her waist is full of charm, but compared to Mecansut, it is simply the difference between a warbler and a queen.

You come and talk to her. Morrill sends a message to Forty-Seven.

The maids who had gathered around the queen stopped singing, looked at the visitors with curious expressions, and exchanged their heads with each other. They could only be distinguished by the color of their long hair and the halo on their heads, and one of them even whispered something to Mecanshut in a very affectionate manner. The Succubus Queen then curled her red lips and smiled playfully.

"Fortunately, mighty adventurers. Mecansut's voice seemed to be tethered to the apex of the listener's heart: "Vadaria. My baby. Tell us about these distinguished guests, shall we?"

"When、Of course, my majesty!" was asked by name, and the succubus stammered a little: "This is ......"

A gurgling sound rolled out of Forty-Seven's vocal organs, interrupting the succubus. The "Clever Words" could not discern the meaning, the only thing that was certain was that it was low and unpleasant, much like the noise made by some kind of giant mollusk when it swallowed saliva. It was cold for a while, and no one knew what the hell the tin guy was doing.

"Great ...... Jabba?"

The mage believes that the connection between Kelly and Forty-Seven is stronger than the Construct Angel had hoped. Because she could translate his words.

"Great Jabba...... Asking you to...... I'm fed up!" But after all, it wasn't enough to go crazy, and Kelly quickly announced her boycott. So the great forty-seven had no choice but to give up the consideration of honor and speak in person.

"We're here to see if you're still happy to help us. If we could, we would pay a fair amount for it—how about the golden apple?" the serious forty-seven was almost as capable as Moriel, and went straight to the point—and was immediately revealed again.

"Of course I'm more than willing to help, dear friends. Mecansut stood up and approached, and the maids stopped laughing and divided into two rows following the queen's black wings. Mecansut's gaze swept over the steel, the frost, the elves, and finally fell on the deliberately low-key Morriel's face: "Dinner is ready...... Please come with me, we have a lot of specific cooperation matters worth discussing. ”

You're intimidated by her. Forty-seven said to Morriel.

You're laughed at by her, Morriel said to Forty-Seven.

The table is full of delicacies, and the tin guy is more interested in the luxurious crystal fish tank that occupies an entire wall in the restaurant.

"Lord of the Dark?" he repeated the name, emotionless, "why is he chasing the Filgas Girls?"

The Succubus Queen raised her glass to Moriel before answering. "I believe it was the constructed weapons carried by the elves that caught his attention. ”

“...... Grazt has always been ambitious. His hubris had made him obsessed with not knowing his limits, even after he had been foolishly deceived and imprisoned by a mortal witch. A mocking smile appeared at Mecansut, "Some time ago, one of my children managed to infiltrate the Silver Palace and found out that Grazt was planning a new plan. At first I thought he was trying to encroach on some of the main physical worlds...... In order to make it easier for the heroes who thwart the demonic ambitions, I paid a little attention to it. ”

But then I realized that he was looking for much more than that. The succubus queen's expression suddenly turned to a faint sadness: "I have lost many excellent children for this. What he was looking for was an ancient race. An ancient power...... Now, I finally know what this power is. ”

"Juggernaut. As she sat aside, Kelly's eyes lit up with blue lightning.

Forty-seven raised his hand and tapped on the crystal glass of the fish tank. The water tribe from Heavenly Mountain rushed in a hurry in the tremors, and once forty-seven exerted a little more force. Even if this small ecosystem is destroyed even a little, the air of the abyss will immediately announce their end.

"How easy it is to conquer the world. He stared at the fish tank, casting a burning shadow over the beautiful and fragile creatures.

"I'm relieved that Grazt's whims are unlikely to succeed. Mecanshit smiled again, "Not a single general under Prince Uran, including his ridiculous descendants, can compete with these two...... Even he himself had to think twice. Since Grazt is our common enemy, what better option than an alliance......? If Grazt were to attack the Juggernaut race, he would have to devote most of his strength. Then, a surprise attack on the Silver Palace will definitely keep him scrambling. I will give you my full support. My army is at my disposal. Grazt could not afford to risk losing the silver palace. That would inevitably lead to the shaking of his rule in Azgrat and the collapse of the triple realm. ”

"It's not that simple. He doesn't necessarily have to attack on his own. Forty-seven's fingers slid across the fish tank.

"Fiani has mentioned that the gods are gathering signs!" said Kelly, standing abruptly and looking at Forty-Seven.

"Juggernaut. Forty-seven turned his head: "It's like you've lived half your life alone, and suddenly you find an old man sitting at home - tell you he's your father." ”

"We want to go to the world of the Juggernaut, is there anything you can do?" he asked Mecansut.

The Succubus Queen groaned for a moment.

"My intelligence network doesn't get any information about where the Juggernaut race is located. Their history is too long...... Even as old as the bottomless abyss. As Mecanshut pondered, her maids were silent, and the light above their heads dimmed, almost indistinguishable.

"But maybe there's one who can provide a clue. But I can't guarantee it...... I also try to avoid dealing with it unless necessary. She concluded. "It is the oldest and wisest existence of the bottomless abyss...... Oh, Miss Morriel, maybe it knows you. ”

Seeing that the female mage, who had been silent, was attracted to her, Mecanshit lightly opened her lips and spit out a name.

"Dagon. ”

Sending away the forty-seven and his party, the succubus queen's eyes wandered, and she didn't know what she was thinking.

"To the most beautiful goddess...... That metal creature is showing you love!"

A maid lies on her stomach under a quilt made of angel feathers, holding a golden apple and smiling.

"Your Majesty, why did you let them go?" the other knelt down behind and gently massaged Mecansut's slender feet: "We should be able to convince them, according to the plan......"

"Only Batzu sticks to a plan and doesn't know how to improvise. Mecansut also seemed to be very fond of these maids, and she gently stroked her long violet hair, which was as smooth as satin. The maid gasped softly and leaned towards Mecansut's chest, the brightness of her aura becoming ambiguous and soft.

"He's not human, and he's different from us. The Succubus Queen said, "Temptation is to fish out the desires that lie deep under reason...... The right strategy needs to be chosen at the right time. You should realize that he is still essentially a construct, possessing a kind of organic life force. There will be no compromise, no maneuvering, no bargaining. Children, have you ever tried to seduce a golem?"

Mecanshut closed his eyes. "Just wait a little bit. When he discovers something more valuable in life...... Except for that mage girl. We don't need to do it, the mage girl will definitely teach him, and human emotions will take a lot of work off us. Alright, take a break and get ready to go home, kids. It's boring here. ”

"Well, I'll go and inform ...... right away"

"Don't call him. "Mecanshit coldly announced the verdict against the former favorite. "The way he looked in front of the guests really humiliated me. Since he is so strong, he should simply stay and patrol and show off his might against the Great Abyss. ”。