Stray

    Apart from the four members of Tumbleweed, no one could tell what the snake-shaped demon suddenly appeared in front of him was.

    Just looking at the skeleton and general appearance, it is very close to the middle-level demon Ke Ruiwen flat snake.

    Generally the flat snake can grow up to 500 meters long. The timid fiends are usually crimson red with slippery scales and goo on their skins. The flat snakes roamed around in the crevices and mulch of the abyss, looking for the corpses of other demons everywhere, never actively joining any battles.

    However, the snake-shaped demon in front of them was more than 800 meters long, and the whole body was black and red. The raised scales were hard and rough, and the gaps between the scales flashed with bright red sparks. It has some bark-like scales on its head, and it looks like a strange crown from a distance.

    The suffocating momentum and oppression definitely belonged to a superior demon.

    The snake-shaped demon opened its huge mouth, and its sharp black teeth gnawed at the opponent's forelimbs. While it tightened its body, it dragged the other behemoth farther away. The entangled demon roared loudly, and then bit down on the snake body that was entangled tightly around him. The dark shadow of the abyss magic diffused from it, forming countless shadow cones, shooting straight at the snake-shaped demon.

    A **** mouth was torn open on the snake's body, and the snake-shaped demon let go of its mouth in pain and roared. Countless huge black light **** slammed back in an instant.

    The air and killing intent exploded like a tsunami.

    The expansive stone platform on which the reconnaissance team stood suddenly seemed much smaller, like a dead leaf that could dry and split at any time, floating beside the two fighting lions.

    The energy wave caused by the battle quickly pushed the stone platform in the opposite direction, the direction of gravity began to change, and the world was about to be reversed again—

    Dangerous.

    Before Nemo's brain turned completely, his body acted instinctively.

    Mr. Demon King knocked his staff on the ground, and countless chains of black shadows shot out from the stone platform, shooting into all the floating rocks that could be seen around. And with the new rock mountain connected as the connection point, the Influence Chain spreads to the farther rock blocks again—thousands of Influence Chains firmly fix this bumpy stone platform in the space.

    "Oli!" Nemo exclaimed amidst the roar of demons and the cracking of stones.

    Now he began to concentrate on controlling the shadow shield, offsetting the pressure from the head down, so that the members of the reconnaissance team behind him would not have a nervous breakdown.

    He didn't have much time to explain, but Nemo believed that Oliver could understand what he meant - Mr. Demon King temporarily fixed the stone platform, but under the wave of impact, the stone platform cracked, and the surface Unsightly cracks started to appear.

    "Yes." Oliver pouted.

    The head of the tumbleweed did not hold back, he leaned down and pressed one hand on the slate.

    Despite the heat wave in the gravity labyrinth, it is extremely hot. The diamond-like ice layer was still attached to the rock in an instant, almost encasing it.

    "There is too little moisture here." Oliver shouted back. "I have to keep strengthening it. Is there any problem later?"

    "No problem!" Seeing that the rock was no longer cracking, Nemo turned his head quickly to confirm the situation of the reconnaissance team behind him.

    The stone platform is a little slanted under the fixation of the shadow chain. The two dragons returned to a suitable size, facing each other, spreading the fleshy wings on their backs, and encircling the reconnaissance team. It didn't take long for the red-brown dragon to start to nod again, only to be woken up by the blue dragon's head.

    Godwin and Debbie stood outside the two dragons, maintaining a layer of defense together to prevent the dragon from being injured by the flying abyss magic. Adrian Cross stood at the neck of the blue dragon, and dazzling white light arrows shot out from the metal bow, constantly dispersing the intermediate demons who wanted to eat the flesh of two people. Jesse cruised on the outermost side, occasionally stabbing one or two stray fish from under the flagstone with his dagger.

    This time things are really getting better.

    Nemo breathed a sigh of relief and turned his gaze back to Bagelmore and Witherspoon.

    The flat snake, which was upgraded with the demon king's flesh and blood, quickly gained the upper hand. Under the influence of the source's power, the shadow cone couldn't hurt it efficiently. The dozens of eyes on the side of the flat snake flashed red, it roared loudly, and at a glance, its poisonous purple-black tongue poked blood holes in Witherspoon's body.

    Witherspoon's roar gradually changed. It has to be said that it clearly knows how to fight better than Bagelmore—

    On the one hand, when the magic damage is not as effective as it should be, with its sharp claws and teeth, it has added countless wounds to the flat snake entangled in itself. On the other hand, it seems to have judged that this battle has no chance of winning.

    Witherspoon suddenly struggled violently, it was covered in wounds, it just moved to a certain position, and then canceled the air magic on its six claws.

    The heavy body suddenly fell diagonally above the reconnaissance team.

    Bagelmoru was taken aback.

    After gaining the power of the Demon Lord, it has never really fought other superior demons. Now, it looks like it has defeated the madly obsessed member of the race, Witherspoon, who was born in the magma worm.

    Magma worms are real superior demon races and natural warriors. And it beautifully seriously injured a prime-aged.

    The flat snake was stunned in the air, the wound was still bleeding, but it just wanted to bounce up and roll wildly.

    Not only for the exaggeration of its own strength, but the successful recovery of flesh and blood makes it even more surprising.

    Usually the consciousness of the superior demon returns to the body, and the surface flesh and blood that has injected a lot of power can often not be recovered. The only natural ability of the Ke Ruiwen flat snake makes it take advantage of the sky.

    Baggarmoru is well aware that flat snakes can digest the power of the flesh they consume. To tell the truth, that is, its flesh and blood just happened to be transferred from the surface to the abyss, and it dared to try it. It turns out that it can use it, and it can even retrieve the drop of blood that Nimot specially gave it by swallowing its own flesh.

    It's really powerful and smart.

    Baggarmoru raised his head proudly, and let out a triumphant roar into the void. Then it lowered its head and looked down at Oliver and Nemo, who looked like two little black dots.

    The next second it realizes for the first time that it can just leave.

    The moment this thought passed through my mind, the body of the mutated flat snake froze.

    He helped the reconnaissance team drive away the superior demon Witherspoon. Even if he left now, Nemo Wright wouldn't be able to catch it up in front of the scout team and take it back. It is now undoubtedly the king of the flat snakes, and it can burrow into the shallows of the abyss to enjoy a comfortable life for decades, and then visit the surface after the unfortunate team is completely disbanded and submerged in history.

    Anyway, this kind of thing happens again and again, and it can even recycle the flesh that is thrown away - which makes the cost of going back and forth to the surface surprisingly small. After this wave of limelight is over, I can find a host that is much better than a parrot...

    Thinking of this, Bagelmore twisted her body hard in front of the two.

    Did you two see it? It puffs hard. Look at these wounds, it's a medal of courage, a testament to sacrifice! We don't owe each other!

    After a few twists, it starts to feel boring again.

    In these days on the surface, Bagelmore had noticed the way of life of some of the higher demons. It was also offered up for a while in Abyss Church. Although it felt good to be worshipped and admired, compared to the wandering adventure where tumbleweeds caused trouble, that kind of life was a bit... too peaceful.

    It stared at Jesse Dillon in the distance with a few eyes on one side of its body, and the eyes on the other side looked at Nemo's blood-stained sleeve for it to block the attack, struggling frantically .

      With a few more drops of blood, maybe it can become the strongest superior demon at the bottom of the abyss. Leaving the tumbleweed, although you can stay away from the dangerous surface gods, you can roam freely in the abyss. But think about it, Jesse Dylan didn't do anything to it either...

    Almond cookies on the surface.

    The surface also has the soufflé that it wanted but didn't get the chance to.

    It has not yet succeeded in getting Nemo to call it "Lord Bagelmore".

    Ann Savage is going to be her queen anyway, and no one will scratch her neck and use it as a magic fire gun. Those guys in the tumbleweed... barely okay.

    The giant snake-shaped demon grinded its teeth and shrank back in the direction it came from. The flat snake quickly returned to the hidden cave where he placed his body, and decided to recuperate his wounds by sleeping. Then it smacked its lips and swung down—

    A mass of purple-black flesh spurted from the void and fell to Nemo's feet, writhing hard.

    Knowing nothing about the grey parrot's inner tangle, Nemo consciously threw the parrot's body under his arm, wrapped the parrot with flesh and blood, and melted in smoothly again.

    "How is it, huh?" The grey parrot has a vocal cord that can use human language again. It jumped up quickly, its voice full of breath. "How about it-?"

    "Great." Nemo lifted it off the ground. "I never thought you were so-"

    The grey parrot hopped twice, staring at Nemo's lips with its shining bird's eyes.

    "—so big." Nemo exclaimed in shock.

    The grey parrot was stunned, it was silent for a few seconds, and let out a dissatisfied grunt.

    "Powerful, he means powerful." Oliver added quickly, scratching the feathers on the grey parrot's neck. "It's the first time I've seen such a powerful battle. We underestimated you. It's really amazing."

    The grey parrot raised its head high again, full of energy.

    Nemo chuckled. He took an almond biscuit out of his pocket and stuffed it into the parrot's mouth: "Don't mind, don't mind. It's been a lot of work, it really helped a lot! Speaking of which, is your injury okay, Bagelmore? I can't be. I will treat you in front of the reconnaissance team, sorry."

    "Bah, I should just leave." The grey parrot said viciously, swallowing the biscuits quickly.

    "Don't say that, Lord Bagelmore." Nemo said in a good-natured manner, lifting the parrot up. "Don't move, I'll take a look at your contract status."

    With the sound of "Lord Bagelmoru", the grey parrot turned over in satisfaction, his feet turned to the sky, and his belly was revealed very cooperatively.

    On the other side, I saw two superior demons "both lost" and both left. The frightened scout team stayed where they were, and decided to simply eat something to keep their legs from twitching. Except for a puzzled Godwin, no one cared what the two tumbleweed warriors were talking about with their parrot.

    Something is wrong.

    Godwin frowned—gravity is a mess, and usually bulky superior demons don't like to come to a gravity labyrinth for nothing. This is also the reason why people choose the gravity maze to move forward.

    The magma worm really likes to challenge all kinds of creatures, but it won't rush into the gravity labyrinth, just to find trouble with a team of humans. Even if it is really walking in this ghost place, wanting to have a game with humans on a whim, they are well hidden, unless someone specially informs...

    He looked at Nemo, squinting.

    The timing of the appearance of the unknown demon is also a bit strange. If it is really just a coincidence, all this is too coincidental.

    But if this was really planned by Nemo Wright, he couldn't figure out the motive, and there was no evidence.

    "Nimo, try it, this piece of jerky is special—" Debbie grabbed a piece of bacon jerky and rushed towards her elder brother happily.

    Then Godwin grabbed him by the back.

    "Captain?!"

    "...don't go yet." Godwin had a headache. As a comrade-in-arms, Captain Horizon instinctively wanted to keep Debbie Wright away from the mysterious guy. It's a pity that it's not easy to find a reasonable excuse, not to mention that he is exhausted and confused.

    Godwin pressed his temples, silently pulling the jerky out of Debbie's hands and stuffing it into his mouth.

    "I'm hungry," he said dryly and weakly.

    Miss Wright's expression suddenly became serious. The commander behaved strangely again. If she guessed right, he didn't want to let himself go to Nemo—Godwin Lopez has always been pretty lame when it comes to grudging excuses.

    Is one left too alone?

    Yes, my head is still heartbroken after all. I shouldn't be full of my big brother and forget about my important companions. Debbie exhaled forcefully and took a few more bacon jerky from the Scout's little trailer.

    "Eat, I'll eat with you." She said solemnly, shoving the paper-wrapped jerky into Godwin's palm. "Keep your eyes peeled, Captain. Tomorrow will be a new day, and you'll always find a good girl. If you want to cry, don't hold back. I'm never going to laugh at you—"

    "..." Godwin chewed the jerky expressionlessly, without saying a word.

    "Excuse the two of you." Debbie didn't move closer, but another stranger approached the two of the tumbleweed.

    The two who were soothing the grey parrot raised their heads and raised their eyebrows.

    The members of the Radish choir were floating in front of them. The young man was still sitting on the floating chair, and the storm that had been set off from the battle just now was not small, and the eccentric hat with exaggerated decoration must have been blown away. At this moment, the young man showed his long and soft hair and was looking up at the two of them.

    There were no pupils in those eyes, and a layer of gray-white membrane covered the entire eyeballs, which looked chilling down the spine.

    "Are you free to talk, Mr. Ramon?"

    "Are you...?"

    "Hamlyn Elmer." The thin young man with shoulder-length hair saluted, "You should know my brother. His name is Oliver Elmer, you order him Note the Calamity Wheel."

     Noticing the strangeness here, Jesse, who was eating the soup and bread, dragged the knight commander over, and shoved a piece of bread into the mouth of Adrian who was about to ask.

    "He mentioned you to me." Oliver scratched his head a little embarrassedly, looking up and down the choir members in front of him. "There's no need to use honorifics, and you're..."

    At first, Elmer mentioned that his talented brother worked in the choir and provided him with tuition. But the young man's condition is not as "good treatment" as his brother said.

    "I'll keep it short." Hamlin nodded. Then the young man lowered his head with a sincere expression. "You are my family's benefactors, and I have no malice. Please believe me."

    Then, as if his eyes could see things, he quietly pointed to the teacher Ladd who had provoked Oliver.

    "After the gravity labyrinth, it's the Ghost Throat. We'll split up over there, you guys...you'd better not let Mr. Cross follow the mage."