Is this...the devil's city?
Roland couldn't help but be amazed. He thought that the memory fragments would be connected to a certain decisive battle place, but he didn't expect to have the chance to face the enemy's nest.
But the scene in front of you is very different from the mirage that the Co-Assist Association has seen.
At least he looked around and did not find the most conspicuous core main tower, the giant obelisk that was the mouth of the Taqila Witch, which was made of the divine stone ore veins, which could grow on its own and create red mist.
After all, there are too many high towers here.
And some even stand on the cliff wall, with most of the towers overflowing outwards, like towers in the sky.
How did such a magnificent building complex be built?
In addition, since this city is not the one that Ye Zi and the others saw, where will it be?
Or is it located in a more distant place...such as the continent where the devil was rumored to be born?
Just then, Roland noticed that there seemed to be a flashing fire at the bottom of the ring pit near the Red Mist Lake.
Unlike the crystal clear matte surface, it seems to be a burning flame in a natural state.
This surprised him a little. Since the red fog can burn, open fire should be forbidden in the devil's city.
With curiosity, he decided to go down to the bottom of the pit to take a look at the architectural style of the holes on the cliff wall, and you should be able to find a downward ladder or hanging basket nearby.
But before he could walk a hundred meters, Roland suddenly stopped suddenly, and his muscles were tensed!
A team of devils walked out of the corner ahead!
Judging from their appearance, they should be all crazy demons, wearing bone armor, holding short spears in their hands, and the two leading ones were wearing gloves. Their burly figure almost blocked half of his way.
The distance between the two is less than ten steps away!
Wait, how could there be a living thing in the memory fragments?
He had never seen a judge or a church priest while wandering around his own cathedral!
This accident caught Roland off guard and didn't know what to react.
Escape?
He has seen the power and accuracy of the madman when he throws his spear, and giving his back to the enemy is undoubtedly a desperate act.
Rush up and fuck them?
The power of the dream world is still circulating in his body. His skills are far beyond ordinary people at this moment, but compared with these bloodthirsty monsters, his combat skills are basically still at the level of fighting. One-on-one may be possible, and one person fights six mad demons?
He felt that the chance of winning was slim, especially the leading Iron Hand Devil, whose powerful electric shock ability was definitely the nemesis of the melee fighter.
However, before he could make a decision, something surprised happened again.
The devil seemed not to notice the existence of the uninvited guest, but walked by him on his own without even a pause.
Roland was stunned for a moment, then subconsciously turned around and reached out to touch the arm of the last madman.
The fingers passed through its skin, but there was no touch from the fingertips, as if they were touching a phantom.
So...is that true?
He withdrew his hand thoughtfully and leaned over to press towards the ground.
This time, my palm clearly felt a touch of moisture from the black soil eroded by the red fog.
Roland had a faint answer in his mind.
It seems that the devoured will not only determine the scope of memory fragments, but also affects the things displayed in the scene. The content saved in this memory is obviously much more than what Jie Luo left behind.
If he continued to think about this line of thought, two new doubts arose in his mind.
One is the church warriors who deliberately sacrificed themselves to feed Jie Luo, and their memories are so rich.Can you still talk to the dead after entering?
Another is how strong is Jie Luo’s sense of resistance or the hatred and unwillingness after losing to him?He actually compared the devil.
Thinking of this, he suddenly had the urge to go back and hang the little guy at home and beat him up.
Roland took a deep breath, put aside the distractions in his heart, and accelerated his pace toward his destination.
……
As he thought, there were many ramps and stone stairs leading to the bottom of the pit at the edge of the ring cliff, and some were also very spacious, not inferior to the main road of Winter City.
The further he went, the deeper he felt about the wideness of the Red Mist Lake.
Even if the upper half of the snow-capped mountains in the Western Front is flattened, it is probably just like that.
Standing on the slope, he couldn't help but feel a sense of insignificance. The world seemed to be away from him, leaving only the surging fog columns and the cantilevered stone tower that loomed in the fog.
It is hard to imagine that this sinkhole was formed naturally.
What's even more incredible is that the devil transformed this place into a place for his long-lasting residence.
It will take hundreds of years before the tunnel can be dug out enough for carriages to pass here and lay a layer of hard black scintillation stone?
If this is used to measure the devil's technical level and social organizational level, it will be considered an extremely difficult enemy no matter how you look at it.
Today's human beings do not have the possibility of winning by chance. If they want to win the battle of divine will, the four kingdoms must do their best.
As he moved closer to the flames little by little, Roland noticed that the devils on the road became increasingly dense.
Not all of them carry weapons, and most of them are wearing animal skins or cloth robes. They have a variety of appearances and body shapes. It is hard to imagine that these guys are the same species just by looking at their appearance.
Pasha's intelligence also mentioned that the Federation had captured some deformed devils without magic and combat power, but the fashion was uncertain whether they were a kind of devil or a vassal race enslaved by the devil.
However, Roland did not find superior devils similar to supervisors around him. Their actions seemed completely spontaneous, which means that the answer should be the former.
This separation seems to be more thorough than the witch's division. Not only abilities, but also completely differentiates in form.
But it is not clear at the moment whether they are born with the same origin, or are they born with their own births, and there is never a possibility of change?
Do the devil also distinguish between male and female?
Or, their reproduction is completely different from that of humans and cannot be generalized?
With this speculation, Roland finally arrived at the bottom of the ring pit.
He found that the source of the fire came from a circle of burning bonfires, and saw a hanging stone bridge extending from one side of the rock wall, connected to a circular isolated island in the Red Mist Lake.
Although it is an island, there is no support below, just like it is directly lifted by a slender stone bridge, making people worry that it may fall.
The bonfire stood around the isolated island. When the fog columns rose, bright flame tips suddenly appeared above the flames, as if echoing the roar of the fog lake, sometimes even as high as more than ten meters. This is why Roland could notice the flickering below on the top of the cliff.
It seems that although the red fog can burn, it is not just a gas.
There are at least tens of thousands of devils gathered around here. They densely occupied all the ramps, platforms and caves on the rock walls. Various pennants fluttered up and down with the changing wind, and the roars and shouts of unknown significance almost overwhelmed the roar of the air flow at the bottom of the cave.
Roland couldn't help but blink.
Is the devil holding a ceremony?
Roland couldn't help but be amazed. He thought that the memory fragments would be connected to a certain decisive battle place, but he didn't expect to have the chance to face the enemy's nest.
But the scene in front of you is very different from the mirage that the Co-Assist Association has seen.
At least he looked around and did not find the most conspicuous core main tower, the giant obelisk that was the mouth of the Taqila Witch, which was made of the divine stone ore veins, which could grow on its own and create red mist.
After all, there are too many high towers here.
And some even stand on the cliff wall, with most of the towers overflowing outwards, like towers in the sky.
How did such a magnificent building complex be built?
In addition, since this city is not the one that Ye Zi and the others saw, where will it be?
Or is it located in a more distant place...such as the continent where the devil was rumored to be born?
Just then, Roland noticed that there seemed to be a flashing fire at the bottom of the ring pit near the Red Mist Lake.
Unlike the crystal clear matte surface, it seems to be a burning flame in a natural state.
This surprised him a little. Since the red fog can burn, open fire should be forbidden in the devil's city.
With curiosity, he decided to go down to the bottom of the pit to take a look at the architectural style of the holes on the cliff wall, and you should be able to find a downward ladder or hanging basket nearby.
But before he could walk a hundred meters, Roland suddenly stopped suddenly, and his muscles were tensed!
A team of devils walked out of the corner ahead!
Judging from their appearance, they should be all crazy demons, wearing bone armor, holding short spears in their hands, and the two leading ones were wearing gloves. Their burly figure almost blocked half of his way.
The distance between the two is less than ten steps away!
Wait, how could there be a living thing in the memory fragments?
He had never seen a judge or a church priest while wandering around his own cathedral!
This accident caught Roland off guard and didn't know what to react.
Escape?
He has seen the power and accuracy of the madman when he throws his spear, and giving his back to the enemy is undoubtedly a desperate act.
Rush up and fuck them?
The power of the dream world is still circulating in his body. His skills are far beyond ordinary people at this moment, but compared with these bloodthirsty monsters, his combat skills are basically still at the level of fighting. One-on-one may be possible, and one person fights six mad demons?
He felt that the chance of winning was slim, especially the leading Iron Hand Devil, whose powerful electric shock ability was definitely the nemesis of the melee fighter.
However, before he could make a decision, something surprised happened again.
The devil seemed not to notice the existence of the uninvited guest, but walked by him on his own without even a pause.
Roland was stunned for a moment, then subconsciously turned around and reached out to touch the arm of the last madman.
The fingers passed through its skin, but there was no touch from the fingertips, as if they were touching a phantom.
So...is that true?
He withdrew his hand thoughtfully and leaned over to press towards the ground.
This time, my palm clearly felt a touch of moisture from the black soil eroded by the red fog.
Roland had a faint answer in his mind.
It seems that the devoured will not only determine the scope of memory fragments, but also affects the things displayed in the scene. The content saved in this memory is obviously much more than what Jie Luo left behind.
If he continued to think about this line of thought, two new doubts arose in his mind.
One is the church warriors who deliberately sacrificed themselves to feed Jie Luo, and their memories are so rich.Can you still talk to the dead after entering?
Another is how strong is Jie Luo’s sense of resistance or the hatred and unwillingness after losing to him?He actually compared the devil.
Thinking of this, he suddenly had the urge to go back and hang the little guy at home and beat him up.
Roland took a deep breath, put aside the distractions in his heart, and accelerated his pace toward his destination.
……
As he thought, there were many ramps and stone stairs leading to the bottom of the pit at the edge of the ring cliff, and some were also very spacious, not inferior to the main road of Winter City.
The further he went, the deeper he felt about the wideness of the Red Mist Lake.
Even if the upper half of the snow-capped mountains in the Western Front is flattened, it is probably just like that.
Standing on the slope, he couldn't help but feel a sense of insignificance. The world seemed to be away from him, leaving only the surging fog columns and the cantilevered stone tower that loomed in the fog.
It is hard to imagine that this sinkhole was formed naturally.
What's even more incredible is that the devil transformed this place into a place for his long-lasting residence.
It will take hundreds of years before the tunnel can be dug out enough for carriages to pass here and lay a layer of hard black scintillation stone?
If this is used to measure the devil's technical level and social organizational level, it will be considered an extremely difficult enemy no matter how you look at it.
Today's human beings do not have the possibility of winning by chance. If they want to win the battle of divine will, the four kingdoms must do their best.
As he moved closer to the flames little by little, Roland noticed that the devils on the road became increasingly dense.
Not all of them carry weapons, and most of them are wearing animal skins or cloth robes. They have a variety of appearances and body shapes. It is hard to imagine that these guys are the same species just by looking at their appearance.
Pasha's intelligence also mentioned that the Federation had captured some deformed devils without magic and combat power, but the fashion was uncertain whether they were a kind of devil or a vassal race enslaved by the devil.
However, Roland did not find superior devils similar to supervisors around him. Their actions seemed completely spontaneous, which means that the answer should be the former.
This separation seems to be more thorough than the witch's division. Not only abilities, but also completely differentiates in form.
But it is not clear at the moment whether they are born with the same origin, or are they born with their own births, and there is never a possibility of change?
Do the devil also distinguish between male and female?
Or, their reproduction is completely different from that of humans and cannot be generalized?
With this speculation, Roland finally arrived at the bottom of the ring pit.
He found that the source of the fire came from a circle of burning bonfires, and saw a hanging stone bridge extending from one side of the rock wall, connected to a circular isolated island in the Red Mist Lake.
Although it is an island, there is no support below, just like it is directly lifted by a slender stone bridge, making people worry that it may fall.
The bonfire stood around the isolated island. When the fog columns rose, bright flame tips suddenly appeared above the flames, as if echoing the roar of the fog lake, sometimes even as high as more than ten meters. This is why Roland could notice the flickering below on the top of the cliff.
It seems that although the red fog can burn, it is not just a gas.
There are at least tens of thousands of devils gathered around here. They densely occupied all the ramps, platforms and caves on the rock walls. Various pennants fluttered up and down with the changing wind, and the roars and shouts of unknown significance almost overwhelmed the roar of the air flow at the bottom of the cave.
Roland couldn't help but blink.
Is the devil holding a ceremony?
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