Red Dragon Emperor

　　The journey went smoothly. Jose followed the **** attendant who came specially to lead him into the kingdom of God and teleported to a milky white hall.

　　 The milky white hall exudes a slight sacred brilliance. There are two sculptures of angels with wings spread out at the door, and the walls are carved with complicated patterns, setting off the majesty and sacredness of the hall.

　　 "My lord, you will be waiting for you in the hall," he led the **** servant to make a please gesture to the door.

　　 Jose nodded, and walked to the huge door of the sacred hall.

　　 Crossing the threshold, the red dragon saw the scene inside the hall.

　　 Two sturdy stone pillars set up the two sides of the hall like guards, propped up the luxurious dome with carved reliefs, bunches of platinum beams sprinkled from the dome, and the chants chanted by the girl faintly echoed, as if it had the effect of purifying the soul.

　　 Jose is free from confusion, but he wakes up immediately, slightly surprised in his heart: "This singing can affect the mind."

　　 The red dragon didn't think much, his gaze shifted to the end of the hall. A crystal ball larger than the head of the red dragon was suspended at the end of the hall, about three stories above the ground.

　　Beside the crystal ball, there is also an old man who is also floating in the air. The old man is wiping the crystal ball.

　　 This old man with all white hair and beard, dressed in a plain white robe, looks like an elegant and easy-going old man next door.

　　 But the red dragon felt that the old man's body was latent with a majestic energy like an abyss, like a prison, which made his heart palpitating.

　　 At this moment, this situation and this scene.

　　 The identity of the old man is naturally needless to say, he is the master of this kingdom of God, the **** of the **** of light and justice-the shining sage, the name of the god-Harriman.

　　 Jose knows some information about the shining sage-Harriman.

　　The Glory Sage was originally the high priest of the God of Light and Justice on a certain plane. His plane was invaded by the abyss, and he tried his best to sacrifice himself and failed to save the plane.

　　Although he failed to save the plane, the spirit of the shining sage moved the **** of light and justice. After his death in the battle, he took his soul back to the kingdom of God, transformed it into an angel, and focused on training.

　　In the end, the sage Hui Yao made great contributions with his strength, and by chance, he became the **** of the **** of light and justice as an angel.

　　 "Your Excellency Harriman, I'm here," José thought with a thought, and appeared 100 meters behind Hui Yao Sage.

　　The brilliant sage heard the red dragon's voice, turned around and looked at the red dragon, he couldn't help but exclaimed in his heart: "As expected of the red dragon genius in the mouth of the Lord God."

　　 Long before the red dragon left, he had received a message from the Alliance of Gods, that he had learned that the red dragon was about to come, and he also knew the purpose of the red dragon’s arrival.

　　 Without any nonsense, the sage Hui Yao stretched out a hand: "Bring things."

　　 Jose took out a small bottle with [Dark Throat] blood in it.

　　 The small bottle flew from the hand of the red dragon and flew towards the hand of the sage.

　　 Hui Yao Sage took the bottle, opened the cork and smelled it, and he had a judgment in his heart: "Yes, it's the smell of the guy in the Dark Maw."

　　 He turned to face the crystal ball, and poured the dark throat blood in the bottle onto the crystal ball.

　　 "This crystal ball is my sacred tool-the crystal pupil orb, I will use the power of the sacred tool to locate the Dark Throat for you," After speaking, the sage Hui Yao uttered a spell.

　　 Jose stood there, watching the shining sage activate the artifact.

　　 It was the first time that he saw other artifacts other than [Scepter of Havoc], so he couldn't help but take a look at [Crystal Eye Orb].

　　 In the real world, the real artifact is not the rotten street described in the third-rate knight novel, the protagonist can pick it up when he goes out.

　　 The true artifact casting process is extremely cumbersome. The materials required are rare treasures. Even the most inferior auxiliary materials are also invaluable, such as the horns of the demigods.

　　 Without certain strength and status, ordinary people would not even be able to see materials of this level.

　　 But the material is not the most precious. The most precious is the divinity that gives the artifact eternal characteristics. This divinity must come from the pure divinity of the deity itself, not the miscellaneous divinity condensed in the island wild god.

　　 You must know that the amount of divinity is directly related to the strength of the deity, and the deity stripping off its own divinity is equivalent to self-mutilation.

　　 There are so many divinities that are stripped away, and the deities can't bear it.

　　 In addition, the amount of divinity invested in the process of casting the artifact is directly related to the strength of the artifact.

　　 Therefore, the gods cherish the artifacts very much, and generally concentrate on casting one for their own use.

　　 On the other side, as the spell of the shining sage proceeded, a dim light appeared on the crystal ball.

　　 is just the picture on the crystal ball, but it is always shrouded in a layer of mist, which makes people indistinct.

　　 "Strange!" Sage Hui Yao frowned, and the spell in his mouth became more and more rapid.

　　 "A...ni...ma...ta...ge...ru..."

　　 Jose noticed something wrong from the violent fluctuations in magical power, but at this time the sage of Hui Yao was at a critical juncture, and he could only wait patiently.

　　 Suddenly, the crystal ball gleamed brightly, and then suddenly dimmed.

　　 A thick darkness appeared out of thin air in the crystal ball, and the dark energy was rushing out of the crystal ball.

　　 "Not good!" The sage Hui Yao was shocked, and quickly mobilized the power of the kingdom of God to contend with the magic of darkness.

　　 A fierce energy storm blew up in the hall!

　　 Although the energy storm is fierce, the red dragon stands in place, unshakable like a mountain.

　　 After a while, the dark magic was wiped out by the continuous divine power, and the energy storm also subsided.

　　 "Hoo~," the wise man Hui Yao breathed a sigh of relief.

　　 Seeing the situation calmed down, Jose quickly asked, "Your Excellency Harriman, did you succeed?"

　　The brilliant sage turned and looked at the red dragon, with a complicated expression and frowned brows.

　　 The red dragon shook his heart, feeling bad.

　　 "It succeeded," the wise sage nodded.

　　 "Since...what? It succeeded?" Hong Long was delighted, but at the same time a little speechless.

　　 Now that it is successful, why are you still looking sad!

　　 "But it was not completely successful," Hui Yao frowned again.

　　 Jose:...

　　In an instant, Hong Long calmed down, and he decided to listen to what the person involved said.

"what happened?"

　　 Hui Yao Sage opened his mouth and explained: "I used the power of the artifact and the magic blood you provided to locate the position of the Dark Throat, but only a layer of mist could be seen. The mist made me indistinct."

　　 "I guess some powerful being is helping the Dark Maw to conceal the magic of prophecy."

　　 "So I increased my strength and tried to break the obstacles of the fog. After breaking the fog, I was counterattacked."

　　 "The result is as you can see," the sage Hui Yao looked at the red dragon.

　　 "However, at the moment of breaking through the mist, I still managed to locate the location of the Dark Maw, but the location was not accurate."

Gu　　 "It's okay, it's better than I am slow and aimless looking."

　　 Jose hurriedly said, "Where is the Dark Throat now?"

　　 "He is hiding on the 542nd floor of the Bottomless Abyss-The Forgotten Land, but I don't know exactly where it is in the Forgotten Land. I just saw a lot of cracks in the ground where the Dark Throat was hiding."

　　 "Okay, thank you for your help," Red Dragon gave a dragon ceremony and said goodbye.

　　 "Wait!" The sage Hui Yao stopped the red dragon.

　　 "What's wrong? Is there anything else?" Hong Long turned around, with doubts in his eyes.

The sage Hui Yao took out a talisman from his arms: "I received your reward, but failed to provide accurate information. This talisman contains a defensive magic that can block the power of the strong under the higher divine power. Hit, it's your compensation."

　　 "Your Excellency, don't worry about that dark power just now. I can probably guess its origin. Even if someone else uses the prophecy, the same result will be achieved."

　　 José comforted the wise man and took the amulet in his hand unceremoniously: "I am disrespectful of this amulet just because I desperately need a treasure to save my life, and I will thank you again in the future."

　　 "Farewell!"

　　 "Hehe," the wise sage Hui Yao stroked his beard and looked at the red dragon disappearing in the teleporting brilliance.

　　 "Interesting red dragon, then there is a magical weapon in the young," Hui Yaoxian exclaimed the good luck of the red dragon in his heart.

　　Here is his kingdom of God. Everything in the kingdom of God cannot be concealed from the perception of the gods, and he feels a hot breath in the red dragon that transcends the red dragon itself. It is a divine weapon.

　　 At this, the sage Hui Yao was very surprised.

You know, according to the statistics of the multiverse mage organization, nearly half of the deities in the Pantheon have no artifacts. Of course, 100% of the deities without artifacts are weak divine powers. This part of the deities is not strong, and I am worried that the deity will be stripped away. Affect one's own foundation.

　　 And if the strength is weaker than the divine power, casting artifacts will not be so difficult, but they will not make more, and they will never allow their own artifacts to be left out.

　　 As for the artifacts cast by the fallen gods, most of them are in the hands of the gods.

　　 In this way, there are fewer artifacts left out.

If the red dragon gets an artifact that only costs a small amount of divine nature to build, then the sage Hui Yao will not be so surprised, but in his sense, the artifact on the red dragon even exceeds the crystal pupil he uses. Orb.

　　 "However, if the artifact is too strong, it may not be a good thing."

　　…………………………

　　 Jose left the kingdom of God and directly teleported to the 542nd floor of the abyss-the place of oblivion.

　　 The red dragon flies under the dead gray sky, and the wind is like a knife high in the sky. It slashes against the red dragon's hard scales, making a knocking sound.

　　 He felt the terrible wind on his body, and made a judgment in his heart that the legendary powerhouse could not even fly in this ghost place.

　　 Looking around, I saw that the earth was devastated, and the ground was full of craters left by large magic. The mountain was broken by the waist, the river was cut off, and the river fell into the cracks in the earth, not knowing where it was flowing.

　　 Not to mention the devil on the earth, even the abyssal plants with strong vitality are rare to see.

　　 "Oh, forgotten place," Jose muttered to himself.

　　 Speaking of this forgotten place, it has a lot to do with it. It is an ancient battlefield.

　　 A long, long time ago, an exceptionally powerful demon lord was born in the abyss. This demon lord was once recognized as the strongest in the abyss. At his peak, he could compete with such powerhouses as the gods of light and justice and the lord of the nine prisons.

　　 It is the two-headed baboon known as the devil prince-Demo Kogan!

　　 Later, the power swelled Dimo ​​Gogan, trying to dominate the abyss, taking all the demon lords as subordinates, and he, known as the demon prince, also has the ability to do this.

　　 But I don't know what's going on, the demon lords who are scattered in the sand suddenly unite and jointly defeat Dimo ​​Gogan.

　　 The fifth and forty second floor of the Abyss—The Forgotten Place was the battlefield where the Demon Lord and Demo Gogan fought.

　　 That earth-shattering battle destroyed everything, and the impact remains to this day. As a result, the 542nd Abyss is not suitable for all creatures to survive, and it has become a forgotten land. This is also the origin of the name of the Forgotten Land.

　　 "The Dark Maw has chosen a good place to hide, not to mention adventurers in this horrible place, there is not even a demon, and there is no one who wants to find the news," Jose frowned slightly, feeling a little distressed.

　　 Every abyss is a world, the world is big and small, the area of ​​the Forgotten Land is very large, comparable to a giant plane.

　　 The giant plane also means that the area of ​​this world is at least one hundred times larger than that of Tedanor.

　　 To find an abyss lord who deliberately hides himself in such a vast land, the difficulty can be imagined.

　　 "Fortunately, I still have some clues, so I won't run around headlessly," Jose's mind showed the terrain picture given by the brilliant sage.

　　 On the ground, three huge gullies interlaced, and the Dark Throat is hidden in the gully.

　　 This terrain is very characteristic, you can recognize it when you encounter it.

　　 But even if there is terrain as an indication, you can't rush around.

　　 Jose discerned the direction, drew up the best flight route in his mind, and then acted along the flight route.

　　While flying, he scanned the ground on both sides with [Digital Vision].

　　 Out of caution, the red dragon also specially blessed himself with invisibility, anti-breaking magic enchantment and other magic, so as not to be discovered by the detection magic left by the dark throat.

　　 One day has passed.

　　 One week has passed.

　　On the tenth day, Jose made an unexpected discovery, but he did not find a clue to the Dark Maw.

　　 "What's that?" Red Dragon's [Digital Vision] found a plant on the ground ~www.readwn.com~ This plant is a little unusual.

　　 The red dragon fell to the earth and landed in front of the plants.

　　 This is a magical thorn. This plant can absorb the magical energy in the air and has strong vitality. It is one of the countless plants that can take root in the Forgotten Land.

　　 The vitality of the wicked thorns is so strong, but this pillar of the wicked thorns is dead.

　　 an abnormal death.

　　 "The branches were rotten and black, but the roots were full of vitality and died of external infection." Jose sniffed his nose and inhaled the odor molecules into the nasal cavity to judge the information recorded in the smell.

　　 "It's the smell of undead!"

　　 The red dragon made a judgment in his heart. A powerful undead passed by here and inadvertently encountered the wicked thorns. The magic power of the powerful dead caused the wicked thorns to decay.

　　 Jose looked around again and found several traces left by the undead.

　　The traces are still fresh, and it will never exceed three days.

　　 "The unintentional leakage of the magic power of the undead can cause the death of the wicking thorns, and this undead is at least the gods."

　　 "Coincidence? Or is it a competitor who obtained the Dark Maw information through other means?" The red dragon flew into the sky while thinking.

　　 Anyway, he has to prepare for the worst.

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