"The war has continued until now and it has not stopped."

The werewolf who was trampled by Diapolo racked her head and recalled the major events that have happened in the past three years, hoping to exchange them for the lives of the remaining tribesmen.

"Wait a minute."

Diapolo, who had been quietly listening to the werewolf's narration, interrupted him because he heard the content of interest, "Are you saying that you appeared on the continent of Gonzalez, the entrance to the dark area of ​​China Unicom is in a dispute?"

"Yes." The werewolf was a little confused and didn't understand why this person was suddenly interested in this kind of news. However, it had nothing to do with him. Since the other party wanted to know, he could just tell what he knew.

"The three surrounding priests have been arguing about sealing the entrance to the dark hell for a long time. When they finished discussing, all the races that rushed out of the underground had built three fortresses."

"Oh, that's why, the war has continued until now." Diapolo could probably guess what was going on.

It is nothing more than that the surrounding priests that have the ability to seal the underground entrance at the first time are unwilling to send troops and lose their military strength. They all think that other priests will take action. Then, when they are afraid of losses and are unwilling to suffer losses, the tribes that have emerged from the dark ground will grow bigger.

"That's right, even now, I have heard that the three major priests have only symbolically sent noble private troops to deal with the matter. Now the people who are fighting against underground populations are all righteous people who have heard of this matter from all over the world, but mainly Gonzalez's local forces." The werewolf who said this sentence was disdainful on his face.

"No, isn't there no legendary action? Among the three major priests, as long as there is a legend willing to take action, no matter how many fortresses are established in the dark area, it is useless. Could it be that several legends have emerged from underground?"

"I don't know this. Anyway, there is no legendary action. There is only a suppression army formed by the support from various forces, and I want to fight back the dark underground tribes.

But the underground side is not bad. In addition to their own many monster groups, there are also some guys with bad intentions and other intentions who also take the initiative to join them.

For example, in the Sea of ​​Freedom, many guys have temporarily given up their jobs and went ashore to go there to get a bargain."

"I see."

Diapolo probably understood the situation in Gonzalez's three-regardless region. The camp can be divided into above and below. The ground race wants to suppress the monsters rushed out of the dark tribe, but the underground race is unwilling to stay in the dark underground forever and want to gain a foothold on the ground.

In Diapolo's view, there is no right or wrong between the two. On the one hand, it is to maintain ground resources, and on the other hand, it is to survive and develop.

Of course, in the eyes of most people, the suppression of the ground represents justice, while the choice of underground represents evil. Because the members of the two camps can make people see good and evil at a glance.

The ground suppression legion is probably the paladins and elves who like to meddle in other people's business, or the private army of nobles who are arranged or want to gain fame and glory.

And the underground camps are evil monsters like Drow Elves, Taurus, Spider Demons, Medusa, and others who support them are pirates with ulterior motives and making money in war.

"By the way, sir, I heard that there are dragons appearing on that battlefield."

"Which side has a dragon?" Diapolo's nature is even more serious.

“There are both sides.”

"Well, I get it." Diapolo nodded, then showed a gentle smile. "I'm very satisfied with the news you said, you can leave now."

"Wait a minute, sir, I..." After such a conversation, the werewolf who was passionately calmed down and no longer had the fearlessness he had before. His eyes showed his attachment to life, but Diapolo did not give him a chance to speak.

boom--

The boy, who had a huge gap in human form and werewolf body shape, simply waved his fist to the werewolf's head, and blood-stained bone pieces splattered.

Then the young man with black hair stretched out his hand and made another grabbing action. Then, a soul with a similar body shape as the headless werewolf corpse on the ground appeared.

"you!"

Unlike the ignorant souls that Diapolo had obtained before, this time the werewolf soul that was grabbed by him actually showed a terrified expression.

"Yes, you can react so quickly and restore your self-awareness." Seeing the performance of the werewolf soul, Diapolo nodded with admiration.

The soul of ordinary people can only wake up after death unless external forces intervene or possess some qualities.

When you start practicing and control the life of extraordinary power, you will go through a period of confusion of different lengths after death, and slowly recall the memories of your life. The specific time varies according to the strength of your soul.

Like werewolf, there is no soul in the confusion period at all, but it is a high-quality soul. It is the best product to trade with the devil.

However, Diapolo never had the idea of ​​trading with the devils. His own soul was not enough, let alone trading. He also wanted to have the opportunity to taste these two kinds of monster souls famous for playing with torture souls in the future.

"Please let me go!"

The werewolf's soul struggles wildly. The thing that is more terrible than death is the disappearance of the soul, which is the real disappearance. What is more terrifying than the extinction of the soul is that the soul falls into the hands of monsters who are good at torture the soul.

"Be good, don't talk to your sleep. It's impossible to let you go. But I can be very merciful and not eat you, but I want to simply transform you."

He completely ignored the distortion of the werewolf's soul and did not care about the madness that grew in it. The young man reached out and grabbed it, and a strong shadow power surged out from the shadow under his feet. Then he followed his control and injected it into the werewolf's soul and quickly filled it.

Then, after the power of shadow completely filled and assimilated the werewolf's soul, a pair of black armor appeared on his body, and a three-meter-tall, burly shadow guard appeared on the spot.

"It's worthy of me. I succeeded in transforming the Shadow Soldier with a golden-level soul for the first time."

Diapolo held his chest with one hand and touched his chin with the other, looking at the shadow general in front of him with satisfaction. Next time, there would be no shadow soldiers being randomly beaten by the powerful golden man.

"Now, it's your turn."

Diapolo turned his gaze to the manor filled with a strong smell of blood. In the seemingly silent villa, there were blurred souls that ordinary people could not see, as if they were waiting for the guidance of something.

Under the refining of Diapolo day and night, twenty-eight silver-level shadow guards were freshly released, and the original ones were added to make up three hundred integers.

"It's finally a little bit."

Under the darkness, Diapolo summoned all his shadow soldiers. Looking at the Shadow Legion, which now has a certain scale, the boy was a little relieved.

Only in a ghost place like the Sea of ​​Chaos can one remain uninterrupted after killing six gold-level and hundreds of silver, and no one pursues it.

"Bring out all my future followers!"

After quietly admiring his loyal subordinates, Diapolo finally remembered the more than 300 slaves who were dragged into the shadow world by him.

As he issued the order, the guards sank into the shadows one after another, and then moved one sleeping slave after another back to the material world alone or in two groups.

"Well, there's no big problem."

Diapolo walked around the neatly arranged slaves in the courtyard, then smashed his mouth and said without any guilt.

If you do not have the corresponding strength and talent, normal creatures will be eroded by the shadow world and suffer serious damage when entering the shadow world.

"Let me see the effect of the antidote, that fat man shouldn't dare to give me fake medicine."

Diapolo reached out and a female elf who was lying on the ground, looking very young, stood up and flew to him.

Bo~

The glass bottle plug opened, and a volume of transparent liquid flew out of it, and then flew into the mouth of the elf girl.

"ah--"

The girl who swallowed the antidote suddenly reacted. Her eyes, which had been closed tightly, suddenly opened, revealing a pair of beautiful eyes that seemed to be carved from jade.

After a moment of confusion, the elf girl recalled everything she had been caught by the arrested slave before she fell asleep and poured the potion. Then, looking at the strange scene in front of her, she suddenly fell into panic and fear.

In the manor shrouded in darkness, one black armored soldier after another stood upright, a faint smell of blood floating in the air, and in front of her, a black-haired boy in gorgeous clothes looked at her with a strange smile.

"A lowly human, even if you catch me, you can't let me surrender to you." A dry and hoarse voice sounded, full of unyielding will.

"Uh." Diapolo, who had just said something, was slightly stunned, and the smile on his face suddenly became natural, because he was really amused,

"Generally speaking, human aristocrats are satisfied with your body, and it doesn't matter whether they can surrender your will. It would be better to say that if you can always maintain your unyielding will, it will add a little bit of interest to them."

Diapolo looked at the elf girl with a playful expression, his tone full of jokes.

"You..." Unexpectedly, the elf girl who answered this way would be choked. However, after a burst of anger, the girl noticed something wrong with the boy. She saw the pair of dark gold vertical pupils shining in the darkness.

"Not a human?"

"Congratulations on your answer correctly, but there is no reward."

Diapolo waved his hand with a smile and put the elf girl down on the ground, regaining her mobility.
Chapter completed!