The demons sacrificed to heaven are related to the arrangement of the Nordhill Guardians Council, and the weight is naturally the heavier the better, and the Abyss Lord is the best.

Of course, if you take the Abyss Lord to sacrifice to the sky, the White Dragon Lord can only think about it. Whether you can fight or not is still a question. It recalls the more famous demons on the battlefield of bloody battles.

First of all, the Demon Flame Tyrant, Hagulas. Since the Fall of the Lord of Howling, this Barolo Flame Demon has regained his freedom and has been under the command of the Lord of the Flame Prison. This time it has found an organization and has made great progress in the end of the bloody battle. It is now stationed in the Demon Fortress - Tianben Fortress.

You can consider starting.

The second is the soul-judge demon - Salema. Salema is a general under the guardian of the Abyss. He made great achievements in the bloody battle, and the seven high-level legends were directly or indirectly damaged in its hands. However, the guardian of the Abyss is a strong man at the same level as the Archangel of the Light, the Light of Light. It takes the right time to hunt Salema.

There is also the eight-armed snake demon - Udina. The Blade Master was seriously injured and fled back to her hometown, but her army on the battlefield of bloody battles did not evacuate. The leader of these defeated generals of the remnants was Udina. Udina was shortly after Udina advanced to the eight-armed snake demon. She was a little weaker but had a great reputation.

The spokesperson for the bloody battle battlefield sacrifices the sky. You can also disgusted the Blade Master and collect some interest from her plotting against her. The White Dragon Lord was a little moved, but the specific one had to go to the abyss to see the situation.

Thinking of this, the White Dragon Lord passed the message to Gurgaru and ordered Gurgaru to send it to Naxxaras City regularly every day to pay attention to the news of the bloody battle battlefield.

After escaping from death and regaining a new life, nothing can comfort the tired heart more than a beautiful sleep.

Lord White Dragon walked towards his bedroom, passing through the magical garden where flowers were full of beauty, and the beautifully decorated corridor. When he arrived at the long-lost bedroom, he fell into a deep sleep with peace of mind.

When the White Dragon Lord woke up again, it was already a week later.

The fatigue and worries disappeared, and the White Dragon Lord was about to plan the business. It came to the White Tower and entered a special communication frequency.

After waiting for a while, the half-body projection of Mage Allen appeared in front of Lord White Dragon. Just like decades ago, Mage Allen did not change at all.

"Allen, long time no see."

"Amos! I'm so happy to see you safe and sound..."

After a bloody battle on the battlefield, Lord White Dragon and Mage Alan formed a deep friendship. They haven't seen each other for decades. They talked a lot. After a long time of chatting, Lord White Dragon talked about the serious matter.

"Alan, with my current strength, I can capture the monarch of Fructus and force me to ask about the treasure. Let's go to the 71st floor of the Abyss together."

Last time, Lord White Dragon, Alan, The Sky Scream and Orcs chased the treasure left by Lord of the Abyss - Lord of Erosion, and found the head of the monarch of Fructus, but because of the bloody battle and the constraints of strength, the four stopped pursuing.

Now, Lord White Dragon mentioned this again, and Master Alan felt a lot of emotion. He was confident that he could compete with Lord White Dragon at the time, but now he lost this confidence.

"Okay, the Wild Boar Howling Adventure Group has been looking for so long, but there is still no result. It just so happens that you have broken through the evil spirit and get this done to avoid the long night and dreaming too much."

"Well, on this matter, we have the same idea, and the time is set tonight. We meet in Naxxarmas City. I will contact Ms. Namagani, and I hope she can still participate."

The White Dragon Lord ends the communication and enters another communication frequency.

Namagani Xiaotianzhe was seriously slandered in the last bloody battle. Master Merlin informed the desert nemesis of the star world about this. The desert nemesis went to the abyss to pick up his animal companions, so the White Dragon Lord just contacted the brass dragon - the desert nemesis.

A bust of an old man in yellow robe appeared in front of the White Dragon Lord, and he looked at the White Dragon Lord in confusion.

"Senior Hackmudyro, I am Amos Aldridge of Nordhill."

The desert nemesis suddenly realized: "It turns out that you are Amos. I heard Merlin talk about you. Did he ask me to convince me to attend the celebration? Well... I am very happy that the Dragon Clan can have such an excellent junior like you, but I am repairing a world facing death, and I can't get out of it."

This brass dragon may have misunderstood something~.

"It is understandable that the world needs you more than the celebration. In fact, I am here to find your animal companion, Ms. Namagani, and I have one thing to discuss with it."

"That's it," the old man in yellow robe turned around: "Little Heihei! I have friends looking for you!"

Little Heihei?!

It seemed that he had heard something that he shouldn't have heard. Lord White Dragon remembered Namagani's huge body, and a hint of crampness appeared in his eyes.

"Shut up! Old man! Call me Xiao Heihei again! I will pull out all your flowers!" Angry roar from the other end of the projection came from the roaring sky.

"Who is looking for me?"

The desert nemesis was pushed aside, and the roaring sky appeared in front of the White Dragon Lord. Looking at the White Dragon Lord, her face was a little wonderful.

"Ahem! Don't spread what happened just now."

"Ahem! Nothing happened just now."

The White Dragon Lord said seriously: "Ms. Namagani, I am looking for you this time to re-exploration of the seventy-first abyss and complete what I didn't accomplish last time."

The roaring Sky looked complicated: "You and Alan have already communicated. I won't participate in this adventure. My injuries have not healed yet. The old man needs me. By the way, I have a few subordinates stationed in the rotten swamp. You can find them first to see if there is any useful information. Their leader is called Willen Ranger."

"Is there any connector code?"

"No, um..., his nickname is Short-Eared Rabbit, only insiders of the Adventure Group know about this nickname."

“…”

The White Dragon Lord and the Sky Screaming Reminiscing the past and ending the call.

Time flies very quickly, and it soon came the time agreed upon by the White Dragon Lord and Master Alan, and the White Dragon Lord teleported to the abyss.

With his strength reaching the level of the evil spirit, even if the Lord of the White Dragon is unable to defeat the evil spirit in the void, he will be able to protect himself, so he uses the teleportation platform in the White Tower.

As promised, the White Dragon Lord casts teleportation magic and teleports the two to the rotting swamp.

In the blood moon, the stars disappeared, the White Dragon Lord and the Mage Allen appeared in the sky above the rotten swamp. It distinguished its direction and flew south.

In the south of the rotten swamp, there is an adventurer camp where adventurers from various planes gather, whose main prey is the demonized beasts in the rotten swamp, where the adventure team of the Howling of the Wild Boar is stationed.

After flying for more than ten minutes, the White Dragon Lord saw the star bonfires in the adventurer camp on the distance. From a distance, these bonfires looked like Mars burned out.

Soon, the White Dragon Lord flew closer, and the Adventurer Camp appeared in its eyes intact.

This adventurer camp was built on a larger land in the swamp. It was probably the legendary wizard who used magic to expand the area and raised the height of the roadbed. The edge of the camp was built with local soil and made a circle of mud walls of several people high. The area surrounded by mud walls was about 10,000 square meters. The camp was full of gray tents, some tents were close to each other and some were far away, because adventurers were also divided into various groups.

Many abyss planes have similar adventurer camps, which are often built and held by one or several legendary pros, providing safe accommodation and teleportation services to adventure adventurers.

Of course, all these services are not free, and safety is just a relatively unprotected wilderness. Not to mention the overlord-level demons in each abyss, even the Hydra before being subdued by the White Dragon Lord may destroy an adventurer camp.

In fact, every year, news of the destruction of an adventurer camp is heard, or a famous legendary adventurer has established a new camp in that abyss.

In this world, ordinary people still account for the vast majority. For the entire multiverse of god-level powerful people like the White Dragon Lord, there will be no more than 10,000 people, and among these 10,000 gods and abyss lords occupy half of the share. (Note: Although the Temple of Ten Thousand Gods is known as the Ten Thousand Gods, the number of gods is far less than 10,000)

There are quite a few ten thousand gods, but you should know that the entire multiverse has a large number of planes as many as stars, and there are more than one million material planes recorded by the Guardians of Nord Hill alone.

Among these more than one million material planes, small material planes occupy the vast majority, while there are only thirty-two giant material planes.

In the giant material plane, the legendary powerhouse may not be so prominent. Among many small and medium-sized planes, the legendary powerhouse is the strongest man standing tall. The same is true in this adventurer camp. The White Dragon Lord sensed the breath of three legendary powerhouses in the camp.

Not disturbing others' sleep in the middle of the night is the most basic moral cultivation of civilized people, and Lord White Dragon and Master Alan have good ideological awareness.

When approaching the camp, the White Dragon Lord turned into a dragon man form and slowly landed towards the camp with Master Alan.

In the camp, the night watcher breathed a sigh of relief when he saw this scene. He slowly lowered the small hammer that sounded the alarm bell in his hand. Slow down the speed of the landing means that the visitor had no malice, and the patrol team also lowered the crossbow arrows that were in the hand.

If you dare to fly under the Blood Moon, both are at least legendary powerhouses, or even high-level legends. If you fail and shoot the crossbow arrow, you will be done.

In the center of the camp, the two legendary powerful men in the big tent breathed a sigh of relief at the same time. Put away the teleportation scroll in their hands. Although they could see the figures of the White Dragon Lord and the Mage Alan, they could not feel any breath, which shows that the strength of the visitor was far above the two of them.

"Let's go out and welcome these two high-level legendary masters." The two legendary powerful men walked out of the big tent. As the owners of the camp, they need to contact the high-level legendary powerful men who suddenly descended. Even if they don't get the benefits, it's always good to be familiar with each other.

As for the visitor who is a powerful god-level man, these two legendary adventurers dare not even think about it.

Lord White Dragon and Mage Alan arrive in the camp.

After keeping his feet on the ground, the White Dragon Lord looked at the two legendary powerful men, one was a legendary wizard wearing a purple robe, and the other was a legendary warrior. The strength of these two was only average among the legendary powerful men, and the White Dragon Lord lost interest.

"Where is the tent of the Wild Boar Howling Adventure Group?"

Hearing the question from Lord White Dragon, the legendary wizard unconsciously pointed to a large tent on the west side.

"Thanks."

Lord White Dragon and Mage Alan walked towards a large tent to the west. It sensed that there was the last legendary strong man in the camp there, and it thought it was the subordinate of the Soaring Sky.

At the same time, a divine gold coin flew towards two legendary powerful men and hanged in front of the legendary wizard.

You have to pay the entry fee when entering a privately run adventurer camp. The White Dragon Lord doesn’t know how much the entry fee is, but a divine power gold coin is equivalent to 10,000 gold coins, and it should be more than enough to pay the entry fee for two people.

The legendary mage stared blankly at the golden coins floating in front of him, and was shocked. Just a simple question could intimidate his mind. The strength of the visitor was simply unfathomable. A sentence appeared in his mind - words followed by words.

"A powerful man of the god-level evil?!"

"By the way, there may be some movement in the territory of the Frucian Monarch tonight, so don't panic," Lord White Dragon kindly reminded, because it is very likely to cause trouble for the Frucian Monarch to come later and cause some trouble.

Lord White Dragon and Mage Alan walked towards the tent of another legendary powerful man. The owner of the tent was a half-elf legendary ranger. The half-elf ranger was already waiting at the door and looked a little nervous.

The White Dragon Lord felt understanding about this. He was suddenly approached by a powerful alien whom he didn't know. Just like a tiger suddenly visited the little white rabbit, the "little white rabbit" felt a little uneasy.

The White Dragon Lord casts a soundproof barrier.

"Don't worry, we are friends of Ms. Namagani. For your purpose here, my companions and I want to know some news from you," said Lord White Dragon, before the half-elf ranger asked a question.

The half-elf ranger secretly breathed a sigh of relief: "These two lords, the purpose of our wild boar howling in the rotting swamp is to hunt demonized beasts, there is no other news."

"Your mission is to keep an eye on the corpse of the monarch and try to find clues to the relics of the Arcane Empire. We have communicated with Ms. Namagani, who healed in the astral world, the ranger - Willen Ranger, also known as the Short-Eared Rabbit."

The half-elf ranger had a bit awkward expression, but his vigilance was completely lifted. After all, the White Dragon Lord was so familiar with his mission and even called out a nickname that only a few people knew.

"Ahem! Two sirs, please forgive me for being cautious! Also, just call me Willen. Our leader always likes to give people some strange nicknames!" The half-elf cursed in his heart, and led the White Dragon Lord and the Mage Allen into the tent.

The three of them sat on the ground in the tent, and the half-elf ranger took out a pile of debris from the space container.
Chapter completed!