The epic story of green monsters

Chapter 1201 Steel Fortress
"Hehehe, this guy who hides his head but shows his tail deserves to be killed!!"

Boom! !

The figure shot backwards, a ball of blood bloomed, and Alan's movements forward were not at all chaotic.

The abyss is indeed a place of chaos. Although Allen's dress and behavior are very low-key, there are still some blind guys who appear in front of him during his journey and attack him without asking any questions.

Of course, the result was obvious. Even if Allen did not reveal the power of a saint in order to conceal his strength, he could easily fight against these ugly guys with just his physical strength.

But it is undeniable that no matter whether it is the demons or devil warriors he encountered along the way, their strength is at least at the peak of the intermediate level, and most of them are above the high level. Compared with the average value of warriors of various races and civilizations in Feynman's world, it is obviously more than one level higher.

And these guys are nothing but stragglers who escaped from the main battlefield during the ongoing bloody battle in the Ten Thousand Yuan Abyss. The real elites must be stronger than these miscellaneous soldiers.

The closer they got to the iron fortress, the more corpses they found on the ground. The pungent smell of blood filled the land. All kinds of giant scavenging insect demons rolled and stirred among the corpses, stirring up even more pungent stench.

In the distant direction beyond the horizon, groups of powerful magic power represent powerful people above the legendary level. The surging tides of magic power mean that they are in a fierce war. Although Alan is not at the scene, it is not difficult to guess the approximate camps of the two warring parties, which are the most powerful forces of demons and devils.

Fortunately, the demons and devils have been in a state of war for a long time, and both sides have invested too much manpower, material resources and other resources. Otherwise, if they really united to invade thousands of planes, I am afraid that countless planes would have fallen in the past tens of thousands of years.

Apart from actively provoking his enemies, Alan did not attack other demons or devils he encountered along the way. He just concentrated on heading towards the iron fortress on the northwest border, which was said to be ruled by a demigod-level Balrog.

Soon, the fortress appeared in Allen's sight.

It was a city built entirely of steel and metal scavenged from the bottom of the lava river. The dark brown city walls rose more than fifty meters high, and above the walls there were spire arrow towers and magic towers alternating with each other, stretching for a border of more than ten miles.

There were many figures above the city, and it was rare to see the demon army lined up in teams, wearing armor and weapons, patrolling above, looking like a well-trained army.

Looking at this magnificent steel structure, Allen was envious and sighed. The steel materials used to build a fortress were probably enough to arm the entire coalition forces in the North. It can be seen that although the Abyss is chaotic and disorderly, the materials inside are extremely rich. If a long-term and orderly trade route can be opened up, the wealth contained in it is probably immeasurable.

Of course, this is because Alan usually thinks about the problem from the perspective of the Green Wilderness leader. He knows better that if there really is such a stable passage connecting Mansa and the abyss, once any lord of the abyss knows about it, I am afraid that another wave of demons will descend on the Feynman world.

"Take off your hat, scumbag."

There were not many people coming in and out of the fortress gate, and soon it was Allen's turn, who had covered his face. However, a captain of the Berserker guarding the gate did not check other people coming in and out too much, but blocked Allen's way when he entered the fortress and shouted loudly, "Get out!!!"

Alan's powerful momentum was fleeting, and the high-level Berserker on the opposite side seemed to be hit hard by a punch. The whole person crashed into the cold wall behind him, and no longer had the arrogance just now.

The other demon warriors in front of the city gate were silent. Although Allen only showed a little momentum, he had already exposed his identity as a legendary warrior. Even though there were many legendary warriors in the Wanyuan Plain, in this unappreciated city in the northwest corner, the status of a legendary warrior was unquestionable.

Alan then went straight into the fortress, and no demon warrior dared to question his identity and origins.

Of course, the news that an unknown legendary warrior had broken into the fortress soon reached the ears of the fortress's ruler, the Balrog, Moises. However, he was worried about the upcoming birthday of his demon boss and was in no mood to deal with the so-called legendary demon.

Most demons themselves do not have so-called birthdays, because when they were first born they were abyss worms without intelligence and memory, and they evolved and grew step by step.

However, there are always some demon species that appeared in the primitive era, who have wisdom and memory from the day they were born. Therefore, they will use their birthdays as an annual celebration to exploit the various demon subordinates under their command.

The boss of the Balrog Moises, Lamashtu, a female Obyris demon lord with a lioness's head and bat wings but a human body, just happens to have such a hobby.

The legendary demon whose origin was unknown might just be passing by, hiding his face to avoid trouble. As long as I was in charge of the fortress, I thought he wouldn't be able to make any trouble. But if I couldn't come up with a new way to please that lady, I wouldn't be able to sit safely in the ruling position of this fortress.

Even though this steel fortress is remote and far away from the center of the bloody battle, it at least produces some resources. It is much better than those guys who earn some merits by licking blood on the edge of the knife on the front battlefield.

Alan walked alone along the spacious road for 500 meters. After turning a corner, he saw a bustling building complex in front of him. Demons with various faces and costumes shuttled and stayed in these buildings. From time to time, bursts of singing and loud laughter could be heard from the buildings.

If these demons did not have overly hideous faces and bodies, who would have thought that they had the same emotions and desires as the ordinary adventurers in Feynman's world, and ordinary eating, drinking, defecating and urinating behaviors.

Of course, there are fights here. Two demons passing by each other on the street just accidentally touched each other's arms, which immediately led to a burst of malicious curses from both sides. After the conflict intensified, they finally turned against each other with knives.

The other demons turned a blind eye to this, having long been accustomed to it. Some even poked their heads out from the buildings and spoke with interest to instigate the situation, just to make these peaceful days a little more fun.

In the end, neither of the two demons became the winner. They were all suppressed and killed by the demon officers and soldiers stationed in the fortress. Only such cruel and ruthless means could make the demons living in this fortress more respectful and abide by the rules.