landbeastnovel Chapter 506: Abyss battlefield
Chapter 506: Abyss battlefield
Chapter 506 Abyss Battlefield
The deep and dark abyss is like a monster with a huge mouth, waiting for the unfortunate to step into it.
At the entrance, which is not exposed to the sun, there are a few tenacious ferns growing sporadically on the moss-covered stone walls. The faint light penetrates from the gap above the head, as if it is the last tenderness given by nature to this dark world.
The air is filled with the smell of moisture and decay, and an ominous atmosphere spreads in the abyss, making people feel depressed and desperate. On the surrounding stone walls, dripping water droplets formed into small streams, disappearing silently into the deeper darkness. The footsteps echoed on the stone ground, and every step could feel the vibration from the depths of the earth.
"Rumble..."
There was a loud thunder-like sound in the sky, and countless black shadows suddenly appeared in the dim sky. These shadows were big or small. They turned from nothingness to solidity, as if they suddenly appeared in the void. .
These figures were like giant pythons of different sizes, falling from the sky and landing on the wilderness below.
"Hey..."
Strange and eerie screams sounded from all around, and endless figures also appeared in the distance.
However, these figures are different. There are human monks, monster beasts, and even ghost monks, as well as the abyss earth tribe unique to the abyss lineage.
Although the bodies of these abyssal earth tribes are similar to those of humans, they are tall and have a light blue sheen on their skin. They have a strong aura and are the main force in the abyss war.
"kill…"
I don’t know which side to start from, but both sides launched the most violent offensive.
This is the tenth level of the abyss.
The abyss is an extremely special place, the darkest place similar to the interlayer of planes.
They do not stay fixedly in a certain place, but constantly change positions as the plane moves.
The so-called tenth layer of the abyss does not mean that they are on the tenth layer, but is just a number for them.
If this number is 3 and is recognized by most people, then it is the third level of the abyss.
Today, the Tenth Level of the Abyss is in an extreme state of war.
A terrifying branch of the Abyss Demonic Insect, after absorbing all the energy from a certain plane, happened to find its way to the tenth floor of the abyss.
Therefore, under the instruction of the Abyss Demonic Insect Queen, a large number of Abyss Demonic Insects began to attack the tenth level of the abyss.
Although the Abyss is strange and powerful, it also fell into a quagmire-like war when it encountered the Abyss Demonic Insect, a race of annihilators.
And this place is one of the main battlefields for the demon insects and demons.
This is a wilderness as dark as ink. The warriors of the two tribes are like waves surging in the darkness, facing each other with cold eyes that can hardly see any emotion.
The air was filled with a strong smell of blood, a remnant of the previous fierce battle. The shell of the demonic insect reflects a green light in the faint light, while the skin of the abyssal demon warrior has a deep blue color.
With that loud shout and the sound of war drums, the two sides fell into a bitter battle for the Nth time.
An unusually large abyss demonic insect is like a giant squirming body. In addition to its trunk, its body is also covered with terrifying tentacles.
At this time, these tentacles were whipping on the battlefield like whips, leaving deep marks. Wherever the tentacles touched, there was a scene of Shura with flesh and blood flying everywhere.
It opens its **** mouth and sprays out venom, which is the horn of war.
The warriors of the Abyss Demon Clan jumped up one by one, showing a pair of wings on their backs. They flapped their wings and flew high. Their wings drew black tracks in the night sky, like the night sky. The sharpest blade in the world. The weapons in their hands shone with the light of death, and the wind roared with every swing.
"Boom boom boom..."
Many abyssal earth warriors launched a fearless attack, and in just a moment, the abyss demonic insect that had reached the third-order golden elixir level was piled to death alive.
However, this is only a small change in the battlefield.
Golden elixir level powerhouses, in this kind of world-destroying war, seem to be no different from ordinary first- and second-level warriors.
In normal wars, the tacit understanding between soldiers and generals, and monks above the Golden Core level taking to the air to fight has long been broken by more cruel wars.
The warriors of the two races intertwined into a cruel picture on this battlefield. The roars of the demonic insects and the war cries of the demons intertwined to form a soul-shaking symphony.
Every action in the battle is full of power and speed, with the flash of swords and the deafening sound of metal collisions happening one after another.
The bodies of the demon insect warriors exploded under the sharp blade and turned into pools of green mucus, while the demon warriors turned into charred corpses under the corrosion of the venom. On the battlefield, life is as short and bright as a shooting star. Even a strong person at the Golden Core level is just a higher level cannon fodder.
As the battle continued, the wilderness was dyed layer after layer of dark red.
Neither the demonic insects nor the demons showed any signs of retreating. Both sides seemed to firmly believe that victory would belong to them.
This brutal battle lasted for a full day and night, and it was unknown how many strong men fell on this land.
Suddenly, a series of strange and harsh screams sounded in the void.
When this sound sounded, the fighting armies on both sides gradually relaxed and retreated.
What is incredible is that in just a moment, the two races that were originally entangled with each other actually stepped away and gave enough distance.
Then, both sides sent a considerable number of troops and began to clean the battlefield.
Their cleaning method is different. They are not searching for their companions, but dividing the battlefield into two parts very fairly.
If they find each other's living soldiers on the battlefield in their respective half of the battlefield, they will kill them completely with a sword or a spray of poisonous gas. As for the wounded on their own side, their treatment methods were actually very similar.
If the injured are severely injured, they will be killed on the spot, while if the injured are slightly injured, they will be sent to the rear for treatment.
The coldness of both sides seemed to be engraved into each other's bones, without any mercy.
In the far distance, a strange shadow floated. It was the leader of the ten-level ghost clan in the abyss.
The fourth-level ghost king is the most powerful existence no matter where he is placed.
But now, its swaying body is always limited to a certain range, and it does not dare to take a step beyond it.
What makes it fearful is an abyssal earth tribe about five meters tall.
The blue color of the Abyssal Earth Tribe's body is close to cyan, and the wings on his back are bulging high. Judging from the subdivision of the lines, it turns out that there are not one pair, but four pairs.
Eight wings.
This is the most powerful symbol among the Abyssal Earth Tribe, equivalent to the Nascent Soul-level powerhouse of the human race.
At this moment, the two of them were looking at the battlefield in the distance, their faces extremely solemn.
"This is...the first time."
"The third time this month."
"In just one month, these **** demonic insects have launched three fatal attacks. They are... getting more and more impatient."
"Haha, it seems that the resources in the opposite world are about to be exhausted, and the Insect King can't bear it anymore."
When he said this, the Abyss Ghost King couldn't help but sigh.
The terror of the Abyss Demonic Insect Clan is spread throughout the three realms, and no one knows about it.
Moreover, as a member of the Abyss Ghost Clan, it has a better understanding of the Abyss Demonic Insects.
Judging from the current attack speed and frequency of the abyss demon insect clan, the mother queen of this demon insect lineage can no longer bear it.
Once the tenth layer of the abyss is unable to withstand this kind of attack and is fully invaded by demonic insects, then it is very likely that the entire tenth layer of the abyss will sink.
This kind of sinking is complete destruction, with no trace of life left. Even a terrifying demon clan cannot survive in such a place.
So, they will never allow this to happen.
The two strong men were silent for a moment, and the eight-winged king of the Tu tribe said in a deep voice: "Aren't you ghost tribe in charge of the disaster plan? It has been so long, how is the execution?"
The Abyss Ghost King shook his head slightly and said: "There was an accident."
"What? How could this plan go wrong?" The eight-winged king of the Tu tribe suddenly turned his head, a dangerous cold light flashing in his eyes.
"Those guys in the Yan Demon Realm already know our plan." The Abyss Ghost King sighed and said: "This time, even the Tu tribe in the Yan Demon Realm betrayed us. Not only did they stop the formation plan, but they are chasing us. A family.”
The Abyss Ghost King said angrily: "How did you leak the secret?"
Not many people know about this plan, and the entire process is executed by the Abyss Ghost Clan.
If he could not be sure that the ghosts on the tenth level of the abyss were completely loyal to Lord Demon, he would even wonder if the guy in front of him was suspected of betrayal.
The Abyss Ghost King's body swayed and he said: "Two people appeared unexpectedly. I don't know how they knew about our plan, but they were the ones who ruined it."
"Who are these two people?"
"One is unknown, and the other is the only Immortal Alliance Golden Pill on the must-kill list."
"Xianmeng Natural Daozi?"
"yes."
The Eight-Winged King had a strange look on his face and said: "A golden elixir, how did he know about our plan?"
The Abyss Ghost King was silent. If possible, he also wanted to know this question.
Suddenly, the Ghost King of the Abyss whispered: "Lord Demon Lord, are you still unwilling to take action?"
The eight-winged king of the Tu tribe said coldly: "The mother queen of the Zerg tribe has not appeared, how can you come out?"
The Abyss Ghost King opened his mouth, as if he wanted to say something, but in the end he averted his eyes.
In the distance, the armies of the two tribes were still clearing the battlefield.
They all know that although it is a period of silence now, it will never be too long.
And when the next war comes, no one can guarantee whether they will still be able to leave alive.
(End of chapter)