"Click!"

The lightning condensed in the thunder clouds tear apart the void of the desolate universe, reflecting the dark lighthouse built on a huge meteorite.

"Boom!"

After five heartbeats, thunder came, like the roaring drumbeat of a magic ship.

Two nightmare beasts escorted the great prince of Ghost City, Rui Valan, and passed through a black basalt bridge. Through a chaotic storm, a fine gold gate that has been ravaged by a chaotic storm for many years. At the door was a deep moat injected with strong acid. Two giant metal chains pulled the suspension bridge and hung it across the river.

The strong acid liquid never stops and boils, surging, splashing green waves swaying on the cornerstone of the castle.

A burnt beast's claws floated onto the water, appeared in his sight, and soon disappeared into this thick green moat.

The city gate tower opposite the moat is more majestic than before, and the unknown stone is covered with dull meteorite crystals.

Rivalan, whose wrists were bound by magical shackles, stumbled through the cold garden, and the cold rain mixed with strong acid stinged his eyes.

He had to leave, and two nightmare beasts roared behind him.

They are huge four-legged animals, with claws that are enough to split the desolate cosmic meteorites at the end. They are 6 meters high when standing, and 12 meters high when standing with their hind feet.

Although the Nightmare Beast is very large, it can flexibly jump among the meteorite groups floating in the desolate universe, thereby sneaking into magic ships and wild creatures that slow down the meteorite groups.

Their skin is thick and hard, their teeth are long and pointed, and a pair of long curved fangs extend out from both sides of the beast's mouth, and their large red eyes are shining in the dark.

This creature can easily break through buildings and fortifications, without hesitation to tear the enemy apart with its claws and stab them with its fangs, but its most destructive attack is its magical ability to disintegrate the enemy with its terrifying gaze.

In the desolate universe, powerful spellcasters create Nightmare beasts as living war equipment, and a wild beast can even destroy the magic fleet that navigates the desolate.

These two nightmare beasts drove Rivalan behind and climbed the deep meteorite main fortress at the Evil Pond Fortress.

After entering the room, the Nightmare Beast immediately stood respectfully at the door, as if worried that its limbs would stain the star beast carpet on the ground.

Before entering the room, Rivalan also clumsily untied his cloak that had been washed away by strong acid rain with his hands tied up in magical shackles and threw it outside the door.

The lord of the Fortress of Evil Pond sat alone in the dim hall, enjoying a hodgepodge of beer, bread and unknown creatures.

Twenty obsidian candlesticks were placed on the thick stone wall of the hall, but only four were inserted with torches, and none of them were lit.

The light of the light comes from two swaying whale oil candles. This candle made from the fat of the astral whale is not only free from fishy smell when burned, but also emits a faint fragrance.

Rivalan could hear the cold rain condensed by artificial magic outside the Evil Pond Fortress, in order to offset the radiant energy from the desolate universe, which was washing away the walls and dripping from the leaking roof, making a constant sound.

"Sir." A nightmare beast said in a muffled voice, "We caught this material guy in the mud harbor. He tried to seize the magic ship, but we caught him. He was wearing this thing, so we dare not execute him on the spot."

The Nightmare Beast enlarged two badges in front of the Lord: one for a pair of curved dark purple goat horns, the other for a purple outer ring, and a black disc.

At this moment, the eldest prince of the Yinhun City was soaked all over. The magic shackles emitting cold energy of the magic repelling metal was deeply trapped in the skin, rubbing against his bones, making his wrists unbearable pain.

He knew that the lord of the Evil Pond Fortress in the desolate universe could throw him into the strong soreness of the moat and die in a bad life with just one sentence.

But thankfully, the house can at least shelter from the rain, and the foot is solid slabs, rather than bumpy magic ships and terrifying chaos storms.

He had been soaked in a stool, exhausted, embarrassed on the outside, and deceiving and sad inside.

He took the order of Ms. Lost in the material world, "Black Veil" Eliriel, to take a magic ship to Brassine, the Pirate Paradise, and retrieve a holy object.

However, what he unexpectedly expected was that the magic ship of the ghost city was a faulty ship, and his father, the Supreme King Terramante, was obviously informed, but chose to remain silent.

The magic ship, which was shaking and frequently malfunctioned, encountered a terrible storm in the desolate universe.

This chaos storm was an absolute torture for him.

The lord wiped his mouth with the back of his hand, picked up the badge and looked carefully.

Thunder and lightning flashed outside the city. During the half-heartbeat, the magic guns on the fortress flashed with a shiny blue and white light.

One, two, three, four...Rivaran counted to four, and thunder came.

After the thunder subsided, he heard the unchanging sound of rain, and heard the chaotic storm formed by fine meteorite particles under his feet, roaring in a giant arch that washed away the entire Evil Pond Fortress.

The lord stroked his fingers and frowned at the insignia on the insignia.

He was a burly human, fat and ugly, with a bald head on his thick eyebrows, and his thick rosacea nose blood vessels were clearly visible, looking like a pool of swollen mud monsters, and he couldn't bear to look at them.

Seeing this, Rivalan couldn't help but believe the speculation of "Black Veil".

In the star map given to him by the high priest, if you want to reach Bra Star, you must pass through the Evil Pond Fortress, a castle built on a huge meteorite.

This meteorite quietly hangs in the void of the desolate universe, and like other asteroids, it revolves around Sulun's tears.

It is said that the owner of the castle, whose true identity is likely to be a lost god of desolation.

The birth of the world, at the beginning of all things, exists a fog-like eternal and nothingness. It was created by the "God God" Aio using the chaos of the original element from phlogistin.

Within this dim and hazy sphere, several worlds float in the sea of ​​night.

Although in this era, all worlds are lifeless, desolate and barren, some powerful incarnations of entropy and elements have begun to covet them.

These names of existence have long been lost in the long river of history, and the few sages who still know them are simply called: the Waste God.

What the gods of the wilderness don't know is that the fragments left by the birth of the universe surrounded it to form an ocean of silver liquid.

In this shining light of starlight, two extremely beautiful beings, opposite to each other were born, one symbolizing light, and the other symbolizing darkness.

The twin goddesses, who were derived from the astral ocean, acted quickly to protect the unstained world from the devastating god of desolation.

Other gods were either born in this holy war or summoned from other distant kingdoms - reaching out to the two goddesses to fight with the gods of the desolate and their huge and weird servants.

"Let him loosen his ties." The lord leaned forward and ordered, "Take off his clothes and I want to see his chest."

The Nightmare Beast obeyed the order. When Rivalan's clothes were stripped open, there was lightning outside. The lightning hid him in his ribs. His beating black heart was reflected on the fat face of the lord of the Fortress of Evil Pond.

"The badge can be stolen by any individual, and it cannot explain any problem," said the lord, "but this black heart is true. You are indeed a believer of Ms. Ye, a betrayer of Nesserier."

Revalan could not accept the evaluation of "betrayer". "I have never betrayed my empire, and it was me who saved the only remaining people."

"Those are not important anymore." The lord waved his hand and looked him up and down with his hard black eyes. "Ten centuries ago, Naserel's magic ship was the most notorious in the desolate universe. Are you planning to return to your old career, a believer of Ms. Ye?"

"No, sir, I want to find a boat to Brassin," said Revalan, "to complete an important task for my Lord's Lost Lady."

"It is worthy of being the descendants of Naserel. Only you can say that "stealing" the ship is so beautiful and refined. Your "empire" has been destroyed for thousands of years, and this traditional culture has never been lost."

The lightning lit up the windows and the room became brighter. The lord of the Fortress of Evil Pond said interestingly, "It's a pity that you came to the wrong place and met the wrong person. This is not your favorite pirate paradise."

"I know." Revalan replied.

"You said you were going to Brasing, so what did you do here? How did you come?" asked the lord.

"Because of the Chaos Storm."

"Chaostorm." The lord of the Fortress of Evil Pond whispered the intimate tone of this word, just like reading out the name of a close friend. "Before the arrival of the two ladies of Light and Darkness, the Chaostorm of the desolate universe is the most sacred for us God of Waste. Unfortunately, we failed, and even the lost seven gods were sealed in the Abel world.

However, although the gods have destroyed our homes and reduced our tribesmen to prisoners, they cannot destroy our will, because all the suffering we endure will make us more united, stronger, and more determined.

So far, no god has been determined to seek the support of our God of Desolation. What is the need to pay attention to our lost people who have long disappeared from the long river of time? But now you are here, and the Chaos Storm has sent you."

The lost god of desolation told him these secrets, what else is he trying to do? Revalan forced himself to calm down and thought in a panic.

The Wilderness God of the Evil Pond Fortress turned to the Nightmare Beast, "I will talk to him alone, remember that Ms. Ye's believers have never been here."

"Yes, sir, he never came." The two nightmare beasts left as they ordered, and their wet claws made wet footprints on the carpet.

The chaotic storm below the floor was still roaring endlessly, striking the meteorites that hit the castle.

The door closed with a "boom", like thunder in the distance, and then the lightning really lit up again, as if echoing each other from afar.

"Sir." Rivalan said, "As long as you are willing to send me to Brasing, my Lord's Lost Lady will definitely be grateful to you."

"I can send you to Brastar." The lost god smiled, lightning tore through the sky, and bright light shone through the window, making His fat face look hideous and terrifying, "You can also send you to the abyss of chaos."

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The outskirts of Tivanton.

Late at night, heavy rain poured.

The long battlements are on the dangerous cliffs on both sides. The mountain road shrinks so much that only four people can ride side by side. Two watchtowers climb onto the rock walls and connect each other with a weather-beaten grey stone sealed arch bridge.

A row of tall and strong soldiers stood at the fortress wall, looking through the rain curtain at the city of Tiffanton, which was more than 100 meters above it.

"Ding Ding Ding..."

The big raindrops of beans fell on the soldiers, and the helmets and weapons made a pleasant sound, but the soldiers remained motionless like stones, showing strict discipline and strong qualities.

The ones stationed at this Tivanton level are undoubtedly an elite army, with three hundred regular troops, including fifty purple dragon knights and five war mages.

"How is it? At this time, are there any suspicious people entering and leaving the city of Tevanton?"

In the heavy rain, Tifflin magician leaned on a ghost staff that leaped through ghost fire, wore a dark red robe, and isolated all the rainwater one meter away from his body, and walked up to the wall.

Under the orders of Lord Lord, he has been guarding the city of Tivanton for the past two days. Through his own abilities, he has found at least five demon believers and fallen people in the city, and even dug out a group of spies from Santalin and the Dark Night Mask.

But tonight, the rain before the cold winter came, the rain was cold and ruthless, and turned into frost at night, which made him feel restless, so he couldn't help but leave Tivanton and came to the suburbs to check it out.

"Sir, no one has entered and exited the city of Tivanton except for the gravekeeper who went to the mass grave a hour ago."

"Gravekeeper?" The magician frowned slightly, and he instinctively disgusted with the believers of the god of death.

"Yes, the gravekeeper of Kranvo, the god of death." The soldier replied, "As usual, he sent an unclaimed body to the mass grave and left alone."

"What kind of corpse is it?" the magician raised his eyelids and asked.

"I am a woman in her 20s." The soldier said with strange eyes. "The prostitute in the Deer Slaughter Tavern was said to have died on the spot because of excessive excitement caused by intense exercise."
To be continued...