Chapter 568: Unshakable tail

Vendome.
After many years, Luo Lin saw the city again. Of course, he is not in the city now, but on a high cliff more than 30 miles north of the city.
Whether it is the ancient century, the Vendome that was once under the rule of humans, or the Vendome that is now controlled by the Dark Legion, they all have one common feature, that is, prosperity, and the only difference is style.
"This is really a good place." Luo Lin couldn't help sighing, saying that it was a place for people. In fact, from a long-term perspective, it is actually a place for people.
There was a slight sound of footsteps behind him, and Luo Lin didn't need to look back to know that it was an elf scout who had gone deep behind the enemy line. He asked, "Did you get the specific moves of the Dark Legion?"
Since he escaped from the encirclement of the Great Demon King Buckley that day, the movement of the Dark Legion has suddenly become frequent, and all signs indicate that they are preparing for a big fight.
In terms of investigating news, Luo Lin was not a professional, and he had only one person, so he contacted the Allied Scout Network active in the south.
These scouts go deep behind the enemy lines. They may not be strong, but their ability to hide in hiding is very good, even near Vendome.
"I have roughly checked it out. It has been written in this report." A male elf came, and he respectfully handed over a thick document. He already knew the true identity of the human warrior in front of him. Knowing his recent achievements, the fifteen bodies of the Abyss Lord silently proclaimed this man's terrifying power.
It was precisely because of this person's arrival that the huge result of the battle instantly reversed the scouts' pessimistic view of the battle. Now, the scouts believe that they will win this battle of light and darkness.
Luo Lin took the file and looked seriously.
The file is a report sent by the scouts from all over the south. What each scout sees is a small part of the situation in the south, but the combination of all the scouts forms a clear map of the army of the dark army.
"Look, your lord, they are shrinking the front on a large scale, gathering strength, and at the same time gathering materials and transporting them to the Vik Fortress. I am afraid they are preparing to march north." The elf scout said.
"Indeed." Luo Lin recalled the scout documents he had seen before. It says the specific situation of the Southern Dark Legion, one of which records the frequency with which Vendome summons the Abyss Lord.
At the highest time, three abyss lords could be summoned in one day, but now. Luo Lin stayed near Vendôme for two days, but only felt a spatial fluctuation, and this fluctuation was not a summon but a departure.
The Abyss Lord is leaving the world of Troll, and their number has not increased. It has also decreased, which is enough to show that his assassination has taken effect, and the Great Demon King has very limited control over the Abyss Lord.
"This time, it should be the last time they took the initiative to attack." Luo Lin smiled.
If they can successfully break through the White Rock Fortress, the first level in the north, the morale of the Dark Legion will rise, and they may be able to gain the last chance of victory. Defeated under the suppression of the Allies.
but. This time it was also very dangerous. The gathering of dozens of abyss lords and the dark legion came out. Even if the White Rock Fortress is strong, even if the Allied forces are fully prepared for war, the outcome is unpredictable.
What he can do is to try to weaken the power of the Dark Legion to reduce the pressure that the Allied forces will face.
Using a pinch of both hands, he rubbed the scout's documents into powder. Luo Lin squinted and said, "It seems I am busy."
Talking. He took a few steps forward and jumped off a hundred-meter high cliff.
The elf scout was taken aback, and rushed a few steps forward, and saw a vague figure at the bottom of a high cliff flying away. After a few breaths, the figure disappeared completely.
He secretly sighed: ‘What a peerless power. ’
Vendome
Vendôme said that the big is very big. For ordinary creatures, this is a good place to live, but it is also very small. It is just a small place on the coast. Especially for the Abyss Lord, who is usually forty to fifty meters tall, as long as he stands up, the whole city can be seen at a glance, and he can cross it in less than a minute, that is, a larger town.
If there is only one abyss lord in this small town, it is still barely habitable. Perhaps because of the various magnificent buildings in the city, the abyss lord can still get some fun, such as the magnificent cathedral, the church hall can cram their bodies, Hiding there, the sea wind cannot blow them.
But as long as there is a second abyss lord in the city, it will definitely be disgusting.
In the abyss, this kind of dislike can definitely make two abyss lords fight a battle.
But it doesn't work here. The will of the Lord of Darkness is suppressed, and no lord dares to defy the will of the Great Demon King Buckley too obviously.
But the problem is that there are not only two abyss lords in this small land of Vendome. In fact, for safety's sake, almost all lords are here, and there are a total of forty-three.
Forty-three, looking up, the eyes are full of big people, which makes the abyss lords who are accustomed to the spacious and endless residence feel very uncomfortable.
In the abyss, they are all the lords of the same place. At least tens of thousands of square kilometers of land are allowed to run around. It seems that they can break the building like building blocks around them as they are now.
"I feel like I am like a maggot squeezed in a latrine!" At the very edge of Vendome, an abyss lord growled very dissatisfied.
The air was filled with the stench from other lords, and all the lords' chirping and cooing whispered in my ears, this was simply unbearable!
"I shouldn't have come to this ghost place in the first place." He felt that he was deceived by Buckley. When in the abyss, Buckley promised him a bright future and countless living souls, but he waited until it was really here. In a ghost place, he found that he was facing life threats at all times, let alone defeating the allies, it was already a kind of happiness to be alive.
Did he leave the comfortable lair of the abyss and come to this other world just to find death? He felt that his brain must be broken at the time, otherwise he would not be deceived.
Now that he is well, he can indeed go back to the abyss, but after returning to the abyss, he has to face the anger of the Lord of Darkness and basically cannot survive. This is simply putting him on the fire of the abyss.
The food came, a mass, hungry, he took a bite, and then he scolded: "It tastes weird like bad water! What the is this?"
The demon who sent the food tremblingly said: "It's cooked meat."
"Meat? Cooked?" The Abyss Lord looked at the disgusting mass of food: "Why cooked? Cooked meat doesn't taste like this. Damn it, is it that you cooked meat only if it stinks?"
He slapped the food off with a paw and roared, "I want to eat fresh meat, you know? Fresh!"
"Lord Lord, there is no fresh meat left." The demon explained with a trembling body.
This is the real situation. The Dark Legion is divided into undead and demons. Because of the continuous consumption of dark magic power, the undead has gradually become a marginal force, and the demons have become the main force.
But the devil’s production skills are low, and they don’t eat vegetarian food. They only eat meat. Their food is wild beasts caught from the mountains and the sea. But for so many years, in order to feed so many demons’ mouths, hundreds of kilometers of wild beasts around Vendôme They were all eaten up, and they could only catch wild beasts from farther away.
The distance is far, and when the food is delivered here, it will naturally not be fresh.
This is still the first, and the second is that the appetite of these demon lords is really terrifying. They have to eat several tons of meat in a meal. Now they are gathered together and the food supply is insufficient, they can only deal with the inventory of dried meat, which naturally cannot be let in the abyss. The abyss lords who eat and drink every day are satisfied.
The abyss lord looked up at the other lords in Vendôme, and saw that they were also roaring and complaining, but in the end he had no choice but to accept the facts and eat this disgusting food to fill his stomach.
He couldn't help it. He was eating this food with his teeth. He had to eat it, otherwise he would have no strength in the battle. Loss of strength would mean that the chance of death in battle would increase, and he hadn't lived enough yet.
It took a while before he finished his food, but he was in a bad mood. In this narrow Vendôme, he couldn't walk around, and was uncomfortable lying on his stomach. After suffering for most of the day, he finally couldn't help it and decided to walk around the city to get some breath.
"Just walk around here, it must be fine. No matter how courage the assassin is, he will not dare to come to Vendôme to die." The Lord of the Abyss thought so, he did the same, stood up and walked out of the city, he was going to relax. .
The demon guarding the city did not stop him, nor dared to stop him. They could only remind him a little: "Lord Lord, Your Majesty has instructed you not to go too far to avoid danger."
"Go away! Do you treat me as a baby who can't walk?!" The Abyss Lord snarled in a low voice~EbookFREE.me~ He was in a bad mood and was too lazy to talk, and the demon immediately let it go.
The Lord of the Abyss went out of the city. He saw that the Lord of the Abyss had also walked out of Vendome in other directions. It seemed that everyone was the same as him, and he was very depressed.
This discovery made him feel at ease. Biology has a herd mentality, and a fluke mentality. This is the case with the Lord of the Abyss. His current thinking is that now that he is not the only one to do this, even if the assassin does come, it will definitely not be his turn.
Thinking about this, he somewhat let go, and walked to the wetland swamp west of Vendôme. He was going to try his luck and see if he could catch a wetland crocodile or something to fight the tooth ritual. Rotten meat smell.
But the result naturally disappointed him. There were no crocodiles in the wetland, not even a snake, all were caught. Not reconciled, he walked deeper into the wetland.
Before he knew it, he was a little far away from Vendôme.
This is the last time the demon guard on the city wall saw him. (To be continued.)
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