Devil's Valley is a 12-kilometer long valley. The flat wasteland sank here, forming a long and narrow valley. There are many buildings built on both sides of the mountain. They even directly dug out caves and then added structures in front of the caves. Install fences to house slaves.
But now all the fences have been demolished, and all the slaves have been released, because the three leaders of Devil Valley are all dead, and a rare sword master has appeared in the Ice City of mankind.
The environment of Devil's Valley is actually the most unique, because at the end of the valley is the Great Rift Valley of the Abyss, a rift valley that almost splits the entire plane in half, until the hot lava gushes out, forming a year-round rift valley. An endless river of lava.
There is a rift valley blocking the wind of rest, and the Devil's Valley is like spring all year round, with no seasons, so crops can be grown here for two seasons.
The terraces cultivated along both sides of the rift valley provide ample farming area. The only drawback is that the terrain is too steep. From time to time, someone slips and falls into the lava river below, and is burned to ashes.
It was originally a matter that could be solved by adding some fences or ropes, but it didn't happen. Fences require wood and ropes require hemp. They are both scarce resources in this world, but slaves are not. Just let the slaves grow them.
Slaves are so worthless in Devil's Valley.
However, all this changed some time ago. A human sword master sneaked into Devil Valley and killed two leaders of Devil Valley. Then there were rumors that the third leader Tulus also died because he was killed by Tulus. Those slaves who were branded with the devil's mark gradually disappeared.
Luther ran away after killing everyone, but the Devil's Valley, which lost its leader, underwent earth-shaking changes.
The lemures, little lemures, and fire demons under the demon leader originally wanted to continue enslaving other people, but the human slaves resisted. The humans threatened the demons: "I will ask the sword master to hack you to death."
Well, under the reputation of the once-in-a-millennium human swordsman, the demons gave up the privilege of continuing to enslave other races. All races coexist harmoniously. The land still needs to be planted, but the fence ropes are matched and the safety ropes are tied. The slaves The cave they live in is no longer locked.
The succubus Jijige came to the pool holding her clothes, with a happy and contented expression on her face.
Succubi are actually demons, but in Devil's Valley, their fate is very miserable. They are classified as slaves and are deeply enslaved.
He was often tortured, whipped, and starved. Thanks to the succubus's strong physique, Jijige lived tenaciously until he grew up. However, it was usually thanks to a human slave that Jijige called him a giant stone.
When she was hungry, it was Jushi who secretly hid food for her. When she got sick, it was Jushi who took care of her after a day's work and took care of her until she recovered.
As she grew older, Jijige gradually developed into a beautiful little succubus. Not long ago, a demon took a fancy to her and was planning to take her as his own. When he got tired of playing with her, he would throw her away as a slave.
Fortunately, the powerful Sword Master suddenly appeared, the Devil Valley changed, and all the slaves were liberated. That night, Jijige dragged the boulder into his cave in front of everyone, and declared forcefully: " you are mine!"
The original human slave boulder became the exclusive 'slave' of the succubus Jijige. Today is the sixty-ninth day of their mutual enslavement life.
Jijige hummed her favorite tune and washed the clothes carefully. Last night they developed a brand new posture. They were getting closer and closer to the final 'divine intercourse', when she would be able to give birth to a giant stone. A hybrid succubus with human characteristics.
The fertility of succubi is very special (omitting six thousand words here...).
But a light and shadow passed through the air, his eyes fell on her, and then stopped suddenly: "Is there a heresy?"
Jijige noticed something unusual, looked up at the sky, and saw an angel with wings on his back and wearing bright armor.
The angel hovered in the air, with his hands clenched and facing each other, then slowly pulled away, and a solid lightsaber was slowly pulled out of his hand.
Jijige realized something was wrong, turned around and ran towards the cave. Her actions alarmed many people, who all looked up into the air.
The angel murmured in a low voice: "The holy light purifies the shadows in the world, the sword of the Holy Spirit destroys all heretics, in the name of light, judge!"
The light swooped down from the sky, and the sword struck at the succubus.
"No!" A thin human rushed out of the hole not far away, opening his arms to block the succubus.
The sword light fell on the human being, exploded into countless light spots, and disappeared, leaving the human being unscathed.
The angel who fell to the ground fisted each other again. Without looking at the human in front of him, he pulled out a new lightsaber and said at the same time: "The sword of judgment does not kill humans, so get out of the way."
The human, who thought he was dead, was so scared that his legs were weak. He touched left and right and found that he was fine. Hearing the angel's words of "no harm to humans", he couldn't get out of the way and firmly protected the succubus. Behind: "No, this is not heresy, this is my wife."
"The devil is a heretic, please get out of the way." The angel raised his head and said expressionlessly.
The human boulder bravely looked directly into the angel's eyes and refused to move away.
Angel Lightning reached out his hand, grabbed the boulder's neck, twisted it gently, and broke his neck with a click.
"Ah!" the succubus screamed.
The angel swung his sword and struck the succubus head on. The Sword of Judgment dealt additional damage to heretics, and a ball of holy flames rose into the sky, completely engulfing Jijige.
The angel spread its wings and flew towards the other demon. From time to time, the Holy Flame of Judgment of Heretics erupted in the Valley of Demons.
In the stone crevice in the distance, two groups of shadows were whispering: "Are these fighting birds crazy? Seeing the heretic is like being cursed with madness. He must kill them all. He doesn't remember his current mission. Yet?"
"If it wasn't like this, they wouldn't be called fighting birds, and they would even kill succubi. What kind of heresy is such a cute demon?"
"Maybe I don't have aesthetics. I don't know what cuteness is."
The two shadows were muttering there, but the angels quickly killed all the demons in the Devil's Valley. As for humans and other species, as long as they were not on the list of heretics, the angels turned a blind eye.
After destroying all the heretics, the angel flew into the sky and turned to fly in a certain direction.
The two shadows quickly followed and emerged from the cracks in the stone. They transformed into human figures, alternated their legs, and almost emerged from the afterimage, pushing them forward.
As he ran, the afterimage actually materialized, turning into four legs, and then into six legs. The distance between the legs became wider and wider, and the front and back pairs stretched longer and longer, lifting the Black Warrior up entirely.
Immediately, a horse's head with eyes flashing red stretched out from their crotch, and together with the two pairs of legs at the front and back, it transformed into a horse, carrying them and chasing the angel quickly.
This is not a black warrior, it is clearly a more powerful black knight.
Like two streaks of black smoke, they did not raise any dust wherever they passed, just dotting the angels flying in the sky from a distance.
As we ran, the sky darkened and the wind gradually became stronger.
The two black knights said in unison: "Trouble, the damn battle birds are wasting time, otherwise we would have reached the world transit station."
"what to do?"
"Take shelter. We undead are most afraid of the wind of rest. We will shiver when it blows. Lich is better and can bear it for a while."
The Black Warrior and the stronger Black Knight are artificial undead creatures. They were originally undead, incorporeal spirits.
If you were a magician or something like that during your lifetime, becoming an undead will naturally have no impact. However, if you were a swordsman or other fighting profession during your lifetime, becoming an undead will lose your ability to physically attack and your martial arts skills will be completely useless.
In order to make use of what they learned during their lifetime, the necromancers of the Undead Empire invented a transformation technology to transform the incorporeal undead into semi-corporeal black warriors. On the basis of the black warrior, if you condense a war horse, you will become a black knight.
The Black Knight's war horse is essentially an extension of the Black Warrior's body, but the size of the body is equivalent to the strength of the soul, which can condense a larger war horse. The Black Knight's soul strength far exceeds that of the Black Warrior.
But whether they are black knights or black warriors, they are spiritual bodies in essence, and they have no resistance to the power of the wind of rest that reaches directly into the soul. Unlike the corpse witch, they have flesh to block it and are much more resistant.
With a puff, the war horses under their crotches turned into smoke and retracted their bodies. Then, their bodies gradually turned into powder and turned into smoke and penetrated into the cracks in the ground. As black knights whose bodies can be dispersed and gathered, they did not have to work hard. Go dig a hole.
The moment they drilled into the ground, a holy light ignited in the direction of the angel in the distance.
"That battle bird won't be resisting the wind of rest, right?" the black knight said in surprise.
An hour later, the Black Knight came out and took a quick look. There was actually a ray of holy light in the direction of the angel in the distance, just falling from the sky to the ground.
"Come and see, that battle bird is really resisting the wind of rest. Is it crazy?" the black knight said in shock.
"No way, are you really that upright? That's the wind of rest, digging holes."
After a few glances, the Black Knight couldn't stand it anymore and retreated.
Another hour passed, and the two black knights couldn't help but took another look. The holy light was as bright as ever, like a torch in the sea of fog.
The Black Knight expressed sincere admiration: "It's been two hours. He's really strong. He deserves to be a battle angel."
In the third hour, the holy light was still there, but the Black Knight no longer believed that it was strength: "I guess the angel has some special ability that can withstand the wind of rest."
Fourth hour: "Have you really carried it for so long? You can't carry it all night, right? If you have this ability, wouldn't the Wind of Rest be meaningless to angels?"
At the fifth hour, the holy light disappeared.
The two black knights didn't know whether they were happy or disappointed. They took a long breath and said, "Finally I can't bear it anymore. I guess I dug a hole and hid."
"Yes, yes, if you can't bear it, you still can't bear it. No one can bear it." His tone was a little sad.
The Black Knights spent the next few hours feeling anxious. As soon as the wind stopped, they couldn't wait to run in the direction of the angel, wanting to confirm the true situation.
From a distance, they saw a skeleton half kneeling on the ground. The bones were slender and crystal clear, unlike the skeleton of an ordinary person. Two bone wings were hanging down behind it.
He raised his hands in front of him in a sword-holding position. He should have inserted the sword into the ground for support during his lifetime. He knelt on one knee and wrapped himself in the wings.
Unfortunately, after death, all the skin and flesh on the body melted away under the erosion of the wind of rest, leaving only the skeleton intact. Ordinary corpses will not be melted, but will be toughened.
The two black knights were stunned: "It didn't dig a hole to hide. It carried it until it died. Is it carrying a sperm?"
They had never expected such a situation. The two black knights were also confused. They quickly took out their equipment and contacted the boss: "Boss, no, no, Archbishop, what should I do?"
There was an unspeakable silence, and the voice of Cardinal Anthony came over. The sound was loud and seemed very depressed: "The highest mobilization order has been issued. I can't spare any other people. The losses on Leonard's side are already very troublesome. , it will be hard for me to explain the loss of another Holy Spirit, forget it, let’s bring the holy body back.”
After saying that, the other side was silent for a while, and finally couldn't help but roar: "I sent it to solve the problem quickly, not to let it fight the wind of rest. Is it stupid? It is stupider than a skeleton. !!”
It was so rare that the red archbishop lost his temper. The two black knights quickly turned off the plane communication circle, refusing to bear this roar.
When they were about to go up and collect the angel's bones, the sound of tapping horse hooves was heard.
Looking up, a horse was galloping quickly beside them. On the horse's back sat an angel, a corpse witch, a skeleton, and a young brass dragon. They were all neatly tilted. Head, looking at the black knights curiously.
A thought came to the Black Knight's mind: Is this overloaded?
