The epic story of green monsters

Chapter 1219

Although the 45th Abyss is not like the Plains of Ten Thousand Abyss, where you might encounter small-scale bloody battles at any time, or the dangers brought by demons and devils of various forms and states, the various huge natural risks brought by this environment alone are enough to leave even high-level demons to their fate.

Of course, this does not include Bella and Willie, the two dwarf goblins.

Because they have Allen, their powerful master, supporting them, they can move forward safely and firmly.

While training Willie's combat skills and Bella's culinary skills, Allen had plenty of time to travel. Occasionally, they would encounter native demons living on the 45th floor, who would mostly only show cold and brutal hostility, but would rarely launch an attack on Allen and his two companions.

As for those who still maintained their chaotic and evil ways and tried to attack Allen and his seemingly weak group, they naturally did not have a good end either. Not only did their spoils fill the collection of the dwarf goblin Willie, but even the flesh and blood left on their corpses after death were not spared and became materials for Bailey to hone his cooking skills.

After more than three months of on-and-off progress, Willie, who was already stuck at the peak of the high-level magic realm, broke through his bottleneck and found his own legendary path after enjoying a high-level magic dish cooked by Chef Bella with the assistance of Allen. This brought Allen a pleasant surprise.

Although legendary figures are not as rare as those in the Mansa Wilderness, as long as one maintains a cautious approach, one can mostly protect oneself even without Allen's protection.

Even in the relatively peaceful Abyss City, they can protect a few companions and build a small, stable team.

As a visitor from another dimension, Allen's purpose in entering the Abyss was solely to gather resources useful for the future, to meet Abyss lords of equal rank and status, and to hone his combat skills. Therefore, he wouldn't stay here for long. Furthermore, the two dwarf goblin bloodlines, already accustomed to the Abyss environment and whose appearances more or less revealed Abyss creature characteristics, would not be able to leave the Abyss with him and return to the Feynman Plane.

Along the way, Allen wholeheartedly taught the two cooking skills and combat techniques. Although it was mostly a casual game he played when he was bored and he didn't have much expectation for them, he didn't want them to perish in the treacherous abyss soon after he left.

Since Willie is ambitious and has considerable talent, Allen is happy to invest more energy in the little guy. However, the little guy is in for a tough time on the journey ahead.

"...Is that all you've got?? Even a mosquito can fly faster than you!!!"

"...Short legs and little strength!! Then use every bit of your strength to the fullest and in the right place, don't waste it on boring and fancy moves!!"

"...Speed ​​is life to you..."

Until one day, when Allen habitually extended his perception to its maximum range, a magical fluctuation, as prominent as a beacon in the darkness, suddenly broke in, and the hellish life of the dwarf assassin Willie finally came to an end.

That fluctuation of magical energy was calm and majestic, not the fleeting energy released during a battle between powerful beings, but rather like the breath of an ancient, dormant behemoth, inhaling and exhaling vast amounts of magical elements. The invisible magical energy danced and formed an orderly flow. The closer one got to that direction, the more intense the magical aura became, making its presence impossible to ignore.

Sensing this powerful and unfamiliar magical fluctuation, Allen knew that his next destination was not far away. As he continued to move forward, the demonic aura around him gradually increased, and even in the sky, there were occasional groups of menacing demon armies with flapping wings on their backs, patrolling back and forth to protect the safety of this land.

On the land covered with all sorts of hideous scars, faint traces of narrow paths slowly appeared, likely left behind by demons who had walked there over a long period of time. Following these paths, Allen and his companions continued on for a few more days until they finally came to a relatively wide road that showed signs of human repair.

At the end of the road, on the undulating horizon, a shimmering, magical halo contrasts with the dark earth, adding a rare touch of warmth to this desolate, icy space.

Bella, a dwarf goblin who hadn't achieved much in combat, was already able to clearly sense the raging flames and the strange sounds of magic emanating from the distant land. Although she had doubts, she didn't dare to ask her master beside her.

More than half a month later, the gray-white magical halo that had been lying dormant below the horizon leaped out of the ground, transforming into a magnificent pillar of light that connected with the perpetually cloudy sky. Scenes of bustling traffic and crowds of people appeared and disappeared in the clouds, as if another world existed within them.

"...Master, is this the legendary city of miracles that spans three layers of the abyss—Zerata??"

After witnessing the magnificent pillar of light emerge from the ground, the two dwarf goblins, filled with solemnity and awe, gazed up at the extraordinary phenomenon. It took them a long time to calm themselves down before they nervously asked Allen about it.

"That must be it!!"

Allen's feelings were also very complicated, because only with his current strength and vision could he understand what that huge and magnificent magical pillar of light on the distant horizon meant, and how powerful the force that could display such power must be.

Given Allen's current faction strength, even if he possessed the knowledge to replicate this magical pillar of light, he would have absolutely no chance of achieving it, let alone consistently keeping it running.

The distant pillar of magical light was actually a powerful maze that tore through the tough barrier of the plane and opened up a vast demiplane space, thus forming the magical city that outsiders described as spanning three abyssal planes.

The Lock itself is synonymous with power. With its existence, Zerata naturally possesses a solid protective shell. As long as the core device of the Lock is controlled, there is no need to worry about any other intruders, whether it be an army, a saint-level powerhouse, or even a god.

"Come on, I'll take you to see this miraculous city in the abyss world."

After calming himself down a bit, Allen once again looked up into the distance, a fierce fighting spirit burning deep in his eyes. He wanted to see for himself the management skills of this renowned Abyss Lord and personally experience the powerful strength under the command of Lord Darkness.