King Ember's Journey to Tevat

Chapter 636 The Wise Man in the Abyss

On the other side of Xumi City, although Ember and the Great Ci Tree King had rushed out of the city, Xumi City was still bustling with activity.

The mercenaries patrolling outside the city failed to see the ember jumping in the sky, so the Order thought that the ember and the Great Ci Tree King were hiding somewhere in the city.

"Have you found them?" Azar asked impatiently, looking at the mercenary captain running over.

"Sir Great Sage, I apologize for my incompetence, but we only found this at the place where the Little Lucky Grass King last appeared."

The mercenary captain lowered his head, took out the fragment of the void terminal in his hand and showed it to Azar.

"Fragments of the Void Terminal?" Azar glanced briefly and understood what these green things were.

"No wonder there is no news about them in the void. It turns out that they crushed the void terminals of the people they met."

Azar felt a sense of surprise in his heart, and after the surprise, a dissociated fear lingered.

Did the god, who was like a little beast and only active in a cage, reach this point unknowingly?
If Little Lucky Grass King was stronger, he might be able to break through the constraints of Jingshan Palace. If she knew her plan to create a god, how would she treat herself?
Thinking of the disrespect he had shown to the Grass God over the years, Azar shuddered involuntarily.

"Trash! I asked you to dig three feet into the ground, but you really dug it?"

The dim light behind the doctor distorted, and a debt processor appeared.

"Grass God? He actually ran out of Jingshan Palace?" The doctor held his chin and thought for a while, then waved his hand behind him.

It's just a new god, not worthy of such a huge effort. What matters now is, firstly, the doll's plan to become a god, and secondly, what he has to do now.

The doctor stepped towards the depths. The thought of calling the other slices just flashed through his mind, but he immediately put it out.

"Get back and keep an eye out for her."

As long as his plan succeeds, little Lucky Grass King will have nothing to worry about.

Not only that, Azar is also extremely eager for the man-made god under Xumi City to show its power immediately.

"Sir, it seems that the Grass God has escaped, and the mercenaries from Sumeru City are looking for her."

"Quick, quick, quick! I have to dig three feet into the ground to bring back Mr. Little Lucky Grass King!"

"Dang! Dang! Dang!" The doctor knocked on the pipe in the corridor, and soon he opened his eyes with a smile.

……

"Hangchi! Bangchi!"

Azar's tone was more urgent and disrespectful than before. Now he has an even stronger desire to capture the Grass God.

"Quick, get more people and catch the little Lucky Grass King who ran away!"

Pushing open the door that appeared in front of him, the doctor walked into a room that looked like a laboratory. There are many bottles and jars here, and many of them exude a dangerous atmosphere.

"But that's what the Void Terminal said."

"Yes."

The debt handler left, but the doctor remained. He closed his eyes and countless thoughts began to appear in his mind.

"Forget it, others have other things to do, so don't bother them."

A rare sound came from the dark underground corridor. The doctor frowned and asked in the air: "What's going on outside?"

However, there are not only doctors in the laboratory at this moment, but also the apostles of the abyss who have nothing to do.

"Bah!"

"boom!"

Two weirdly colored potions were mixed, and after the fancy smoke, there was a violent explosion.

The apostle of the abyss walked out of the colorful smoke, looking completely fine.

Seeing this, the doctor immediately nodded appreciatively.

"As expected of the Apostle of the Abyss. With this kind of poisonous gas, human flesh will turn into mud in less than a minute." "Really, why are you okay? Are you not a human being?" The Apostle of the Abyss talked eloquently while looking at the colorful smoke. The doctor asked doubtfully.

"..., you are right to a certain extent." The doctor waved his hand, and the eye-catching smoke was blown away by the wind of his palm.

He did not try to communicate with the Abyss Apostle, a non-human thing, about race, but got straight to the point.

"Enough with the novelty, we should also fulfill our previous agreement." The doctor turned around and fiddled with it, and then an extra test tube came out of his hand.

Behind the flawless glass is a rolling black and red mist. Sometimes the mist gathers into a different kind of ferocious face, and sometimes it condenses into black ink and adheres to the wall of the test tube.

If you put your ear to it, you can even hear faint curses and roars coming out.

The Abyss Apostle's long eyes hidden under his shirt narrowed slightly, thinking about what the ferocious face inside was.

Humanity? Impossible, human teeth are not so prominent. Qiuqiu people? That's even more impossible. With the intelligence of Qiuqiu people, it is simply impossible to produce this level of consciousness fluctuation.

Seeing that the apostle of the abyss seemed to be frightened, the doctor felt a little proud in his heart.

Didn't you expect that this group of inhuman monsters hiding deep under the earth would also be shocked by the resentment in the demon god's remnants?

"How's it going? If I guess correctly, this should be the first time you see the devil's remnants."

The doctor shook the test tube in his hand and showed a playful smile to the apostle of the abyss.

According to the information from the Fools, the Abyss Cult also seems to be interested in the Demon God. However, unlike the Fools, the Abyss Cult has probably not obtained anything belonging to the Demon God so far.

Even if it is the remnants of the devil.

"Demon body and fragments of consciousness?"

"Yes."

The doctor nodded.

"But I'm more curious about what breed it was when it was alive." The abyss apostle was still staring at the big face in the test tube. Since there were remnants of Camrea in the cult, the abyss monsters had to try to get along with humans.

This naturally caused all kinds of problems, and the Abyss Apostles in front of them could be considered an insignificant part of the religious order's myriad problems.

If you want to ask what the problem is with it, it is that it starts to think about the differences between races.

What is the difference between humans and monsters of the abyss? What is the difference between abyss monsters and ordinary monsters? What is the difference between Abyss Apostle and Abyss Mage?

The mind that usually only contained various enemy-killing techniques suddenly had many questions, which made the apostle of the abyss think that he might change his profession to an abyss chanter or an abyss priest.

The doctor looked at the test tube in his hand, and then at the apostle of the abyss who seemed to be meditating in front of him...

He suddenly wanted to dissect something.

"You said you would fulfill your promise before, right? No problem, pay first." The Abyss Apostle woke up from his contemplation. He straightened up and with a wave of his arm, a starry sky curtain unfolded in the underground laboratory.

The starlight shone on the doctor's face, suppressing his desire to dissect the apostle of the abyss.

The ability to teleport anytime and anywhere is not much worse than your own slices.

"This is a check from Northland Bank, ten million."

The check thrown out by the doctor swayed until it hit the ground, and was even stepped on by the apostle of the abyss.

"What did you just say? Ten million?" The Abyss Apostle picked his ears, and then moved his foot away from the check.

It kicked the sole of its foot, and the wind blew the check back towards the doctor's side.

"Sorry, we don't recognize Mora. Please throw the physical objects into this delivery door."

The apostle of the abyss moved his hand, and the unfolded portal moved closer to the doctor.

"Bang!" The floating check turned into ashes in the air. The doctor looked at the apostle of the abyss with an expectant look on his face, and the veins on his forehead popped out under the mask.

It turns out that the Apostles of the Abyss are so deserving of a beating!

(End of this chapter)