The Abyss Demon Of The Worlds

Chapter 34: Richard Woz

Looking at the hidden secret door of the sturdy basement in front of him, Jim Woz's brows furrowed deeply.

At this moment, they had experienced a battle that was not too strong. They have an absolute advantage in numbers. They had cleared out all the cults that had survived outside the Colosseum Park, and found the basement now.

And iron doors made of this particular metal had become the biggest problem in front of them.

As the terrain was narrow and his body was more than ten meters underground, more people would get in the way.

Even if some great knights were set to hit with hammers with all their might, there was no way to cause any damage to him.

Except for a bit of dust falling from the crack of the door, there was not even a dent.

Judging from the sound produced by the hammer being struck, the thickness of this metal door was probably close to over ten centimeters, and it was almost impossible to open it the hard way.

After thinking about it, seeing the dust on the ground, he suddenly thought that since it was indestructible, could he lower it down?

So he hastily ordered the great knights to replace the hammers, and used the crowbar and hoe to break the bricks along the edge of the iron door, and loosened the ground on both sides ...

Looking at the rising dust, Charles glanced at the crowd behind him, and whispered to Jim Woz with a hint of worry: "We are now more than ten meters underground. You're sure this won't cause a tunnel. Collapse, bury us all alive?"

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

"Damn it!" �

I don't know if it's because the basement is well repaired, or because Jim and the others are lucky.

Until the door was completely open, though the tunnel was always dusty, and Jim Woz's heart was pounding, but there was no big crack, and it was still very stable.

Let Jim Woz and Charles feel confident, quietly praising their solidity.

Opening the secret door and walking forward for a while, accompanied by bursts of sounds chanting unknown spells, a large open room entered their eyes.

Most striking was the huge altar surrounded by dozens of black-robed men.

At this moment, countless blood flowed on it, and at least hundreds of corpses were placed in the most central position in an instant. Judging from the appearance and clothes of the corpses, they should have been slaves that should have been detained. The Colosseum.

Their original destiny should have died in a duel in the future, but they were all ahead of schedule now.

Wounds all over their throats.

Judging from the signs of struggle around, they should all still be alive when they bleed.

Jem Woz did not pay much attention to the bodies. Instead, he looked at someone standing on it and asked in puzzlement: "My dear uncle, why are you doing this kind of thing?"

The appearance and clothes of others were not disguised, unlike others who covered his face.

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

As far as he knew, this person should have no ambition, he was the type of person who was willing to live peacefully without fighting.

He was very confused: 'That's not because it was hidden too deep. It's been decades to hide it? '

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

Seeing 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 a little helpless: "...Of course, I'm not hiding it from you.

You know, my daughter Senna was born with her mother because of her inherited blood issues. He's been weak and sick since he was a kid. I have tried all the methods and cannot cure it. I can feel it for the last two years. The disease is getting worse. If you don't get treatment right away, he'll probably be able to live in a few years. He's only eleven years old!

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

After listening, Jim opened his mouth, wanting to say something but unable to find what he had to say, because he knew that Richard was already in a state of disintegration, at any cost.

But the other party's identity still made him give a final inducement:

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

"Then? Let me see my daughter Senna die?"

Gently shaking his head, Richard was not moved at all. He pointed at the summoning ritual that had succeeded on the ground, looked at Jem calmly, and coaxed him in the opposite direction: "Jem, now that the summoning ritual has begun, you can no longer To prevent that from happening, if you leave, I will use the power of short-term control given to me by the summoning ritual to make the demon heal Senna, and then drive him out across the country!

What do you think of this? "

Jem Watts refused.

"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 better for the devil to hurt another country ...

A look of hesitation immediately appeared on his face!

This makes Safi who chooses to be quiet without talking because they do not want to interfere with their homework.

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

These allies are just like paper!

He hurriedly interrupted with a serious look: "Your Majesty, I think the demons are not so obedient. After all, any history book described them as cruel and crazy. It was inevitable that such a madman could be used as a target. Some are too irrational. .How could there be so many disasters then so simple?"

As soon as he heard this, Jem immediately remembered Olga. Suddenly, there was a feeling that the other party was staring at him, which left his scalp numb.

The trembling on his face instantly turned into firmness.

Sure enough, such a thing was still a big deal, one could not bear it, and the other would actually be swayed casually. Marton was clearly not far from conquest.

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

In response to his reply, Richard Watts smiled casually: "It's a pity."

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

"Familiar world, I'm Carla back."

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

Looking at the demon in front of him, Jem did not know if it was an illusion. Although he could still sense the strength of the opponent, he did not feel any demonic power in front of him.

After comparing the opponent to Olga, he only came to a conclusion: There is no Olgaqiang in front of him. '

More than just strength in strength!

Even his appearance and momentum, he was incomparable to Olga.

Orga's body was the kind of appearance that could make people feel extremely strong in an instant. Just standing there can frighten people, and seeing it can make war soldiers even more fearful.

Red golden pupils, curved double horns, powerful bodies, monstrous scales, wide wings, anyone who saw his existence could recognize him as a demon at first glance, which perfectly matched people's attitude towards demons. His imagination made him more like a thick fear of his fantasies.

And this one in front of you is completely different. If you meet him somewhere else, Jim Woz might think he's another monster.

"I don't know if someone is slandering themselves. After the goat head demon 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 pamper for too long, and he saw another smell. He immediately raised his eyebrows and said with dissatisfaction: "How can there be a smell that makes me nauseous."

Following his taste, he was an old man.

The opponent's strength could only be considered a high-level trash, and Carla did not take it seriously.

What makes him care is what others bring.

baring his teeth, he said with disdain: "Holy thing? The church again? It's as disgusting as insects, are you going to find a big speech playing with the right words?"

The next moment, without letting him wait for long, the 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 don't care about Safi's bullshit, the sheep-head demon spat on the ground with a disgusted expression: "Relusting ..."

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

In his eyes, these shameless little insects, whether they were hundreds of years ago or now, always used some boring little tricks to lower their levels and form groups to defeat them.

Not a single opponent could actually make it face up!

At this moment, although his strength had diminished to a certain extent, he did not panic at all.

Just when he was called, Richard Woz gave him a lot of sacrifices. As long as he ate the sacrifice, his strength could be restored immediately!

When the time comes, not to mention being able to abuse some bugs in front of you casually, at least self-protection is very easy.

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

The souls of hundreds of sacrifices had been gathered there by him, and they had become a collection of souls that could be held, which was convenient for him to eat!

Reach and reach.

Not caught!

I'll catch him again!

Still not caught!

Looking not far away, he looked confused, not knowing what he was doing, Safi and the others, Carla was a little embarrassed.

look a little and look back at the empty one.

He wondered: 'Where is the sacrifice of Lao Tzu? ? '

'What about such a sacrifice? ? '

While lying in the clouds above the Colosseum Park, the, Olga Jia stuffed what she had just obtained into her mouth and chewed twice before she turned her gaze back to Safi and the others in satisfaction.

Priest + magician + career + a large group of cannon fodder running dragons, this kind of brave line up is very rare, and he is looking forward to the next development.