The area of ​​hell and abyss is much smaller than players imagine. At least Lieutenant Conrad Vasilevsky thought, it was too small here.

When he led several of his subordinates to reach the abyss through the reverse summoning array, the bloody battle that had been resting for a long time had started again, or at least the open strength of both sides became evenly matched again.

Because of the characteristics of the lower plane, when the mages of the Ottoman Empire made a fuss, the level and speed of erosion of chaos here were much faster than the main material world. If it weren't for the stronger individuals of the "indigenous people" here, they would have fallen completely long ago.

The earliest one was the abyss. A small number of surviving demons escaped into hell with the devil legion that had contracted their defenses on the Blood Battle battlefield. Then the new Blood Battle continued to fight on the long front, but this time hell and the demons joined forces to gain an advantage.

Their only result is that after the invasion of chaos, both species have not yet been extinct. To this extent, both devils and demons have long lost the energy to move on the main material plane. So many generations later, there are no legends about the lower plane except those long-lived races.

How frustrating and so sad this is, especially the demon clan. Now the whole clan has a population of less than 150,000.

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For the few demon princes who have survived to this day, Buffetment looked at these failed "investment products" in front of him.

God knew how excited the Taurus King Buffetmante was when he first got in touch with the main material plane. He once thought that his own faith was spreading in the mortal world. He spared no expense to use his original power to penetrate the barriers of chaos and gave the prayer a great reward. He only hoped that the other party would accomplish his career as soon as possible and carry forward his faith in the main material world.

What happened later? Buffetment sat on his simple stone chair, his broad back hunched over, his powerful hand grasped on his horns, and lowered his head without saying a word.

"Master Buffetment, those Madame Kisri have recovered another abyss today." A bull-headed demon stood carefully in front of Buffetment and reported. I wonder if it was Buffetment's illusion, but he always felt that after spending a long time with the devils in the land of hell, the demons under his command had become organized and orderly.

Mrs. Kislie, Mrs. Kislie, Buffetment felt that if he had something ashamed, he might have died of shame. Fortunately, the devil had no shame, so he could still sit here, waiting for mankind to recover the homeland of the devil, and look forward to returning to his homeland one day.

Thinking of humans, Buffetment remembered his failed "investment products".

Conrad and several of his followers stood carefully at the door. He didn't know what happened to the demon prince who sent him today, but considering the recent battle situation and the news from the Russians, it might be a good thing.

That's right, it must be a good thing!

"Conrad, did I treat you well before?" Although Buffetment had many discomforts with these human believers, He still communicated with each other in a whispering voice, which was really not easy for a bullhead beast more than four meters tall.

"Of course, Lord Buffetmente, you have always been my guide." Conrad looked straight into the other party's red eyes, without any respect.

Hundreds of thousands of federal players served in the Hell camp, using military merits to exchange bloodlines, occupations, and equipment. In just over two years, a large number of backbone classes have been created to conquer cities and land for the Hell camp. The demon camp has long been eager to see them.

However, the Mao Federation locked the portal that could connect with the main material plane. Unless they passed through their defense, no devil or demon could enter the material world.

The devils of hell signed an employment agreement with the Mao Federation people. Anyway, when they hire other devils, they are used to using contracts to determine the relationship between the two parties. The first article in the contract is that no Mao Federation player is allowed to provide services to the demon camp.

So Conrad is sure that he is the most worth investing in among the small group of human collaborators in the Demon Clan. Even though he had escaped from Far South to the lower plane before, his employer had a big loss, but now he has a chance to turn the tables?

"I pay a great price to return to your world from those Madame Kisri, and you will return to the world of mankind and promote my faith." Buffymen, the King of the Taurus, leaned weakly on the chair: "In return, I will give you enough rewards, do you agree?"

If Buffetment learned anything from the devil in hell, it is not to talk about faith with these bold and arbitrary humans. A thousand years have passed, and human hearts are not as good as ever. Nowadays, humans are not easy to deceive. They must pay real benefits to win over the hearts of their partners.

Most of the time, you even have to pay a part of the money in advance before they can work. Buffett can only sigh that his life was better in the past. At that time, there was no chaos and humans were easy to deceive. If you stay on the Styx, you can gain a lot of pure souls. Unlike now, demons are not as good as dogs.

"Of course, I have been looking forward to this day for a long time, Lord Buffetment!" Conrad looked back at several of his border guards who had been fighting with him until now, and a smile appeared on his lips. He finally had the opportunity to take his friends back.

If he had known that the lower plane had already been the world of the Mao Federation, Conrad would not have walked through the teleportation array so recklessly. They had lived a miserable life this year.

After the bastards of Mao Federation learned about their existence, players came to provoke them every day. They were not as good as those bastards in New China. After finding out the lineage of their border guards, these Maoists killed them 16 times, and every time a new rotation player arrived, they would attack them first.

Conrad had to take his men and avoid these Russians from far away, wandering on the edge of the demon defense zone, and constantly fighting bloody battles with the Chaos Demon.

He felt like he had fallen from a pit to a bigger pit.

Fortunately, he was finally able to go home. Conrad believed that with their current power, he would definitely make a difference after returning to the old continent.

Wait, Conrad was suddenly stunned. What did the bullhead just say? Go back to the main material world by taking Mrs. Keisley's passage?
Chapter completed!