The epic story of green monsters

Chapter 1220

Only when they arrived in front of the magical pillar of light could Allen and his companions clearly recognize how magnificent and enormous it was, with no end in sight, except for a gray-white light curtain blocking their way.

"Get out of my way, you little reptile!! Or I'll stomp you to death, and then I'll have to deal with the city guards' questioning!!"

Just as the two naive goblins were marveling at the wonder of this magnificent magical creation, speechless and dazed, a sudden noise from behind, accompanied by a gust of wind, sent the two goblins flying.

However, the force of the attack stopped abruptly behind Allen, who was in the form of a berserker demon. Allen, who threw a punch with his backhand, steadily withstood the powerful attack from the arrogant speaker behind him. At the same time, his tendons trembled and he exerted force again, forcing the attacker behind him back several meters.

Allen slowly turned around, his eyes revealing a cold and chilling killing intent, which immediately dampened the momentum of the provocateur who was slightly embarrassed and annoyed, and made him swallow back the words that were about to come out.

Immediately, the two dwarf goblins who had been knocked away scrambled back to Allen's side, their eyes filled with panic and fear, yet they stood firmly on either side of Allen, looking as if they were ready to die for him.

The disparity in strength between them was so great that the two dwarf goblin servants felt utterly hopeless. Putting aside everything else, the difference in size alone was enormous: even if the two dwarf goblins stood on top of each other like a stack of arhats, they still wouldn't be as tall as the arrogant demon opposite them.

Even so, it was only because the opponent deliberately concealed its size in order to enter Zerata; otherwise, its size would have expanded two or three times. After all, the opponent was a Balor Flame Demon with a phantom of a flaming crown appearing three inches above the top of its head.

Although his kick just now wasn't at full power, it was still something an ordinary demon could withstand, let alone one like the berserker demon before him who could unleash its full force and knock him back. Clearly, this seemingly thin and weak berserker demon also possessed extraordinary skills and had the strength to contend with him.

Although Balrog was arrogant and domineering and confident in his strength, as a demon, he was naturally suspicious, cunning, and cautious. He was also more wary of this being whose form did not match his strength. He suppressed his resentment and coldly retorted to Allen. After a brief standoff, Balrog uttered a harsh word and got up to walk towards the entrance of the passage leading to Zerata not far away.

"Reptiles, you better pray you never run into me in the wild again!!"

If Allen had encountered this Balrog, who clearly possessed the strength of a demigod, elsewhere, he wouldn't have let the opponent go easily. After all, the purpose of his trip into the abyss was to collect resources, and there were quite a few usable materials on a demigod-level Balrog.

However, this place was clearly not a suitable battlefield. Although the dozen or so fully armed demon soldiers lined up at the entrance did not pay much attention to Allen and his companions' incident, the occasional glances they cast revealed a faint sense of contempt and warning, which forced Allen to show them some respect.

After all, this is the core city of the Abyss Prince, Lord Wu An, and he is from another dimension. If he were to fight a demigod demon in public, he would inevitably expose his true colors. Not only would he be hunted down by Lord Wu An's powerful subordinates for violating the rules set by Lord Wu An, but other onlookers would also covet his soul and interfere.

"I do hope to meet you again on the journey ahead, you silly fool with a fire on your head."

Although he didn't want to cause trouble, maintaining a necessary level of assertiveness was crucial in the Abyss. Otherwise, the violent elements in the Abyss would think that his group was easy to bully, and countless troubles might come knocking on their door. So Allen didn't hold back when facing the Balrog who was gradually approaching the entrance of the passage.

"Hmph, we'll see about that!"

Balrog, not one to fight back, tossed a few glittering stones into a large basket at the entrance of the passage, then snorted coldly and disappeared without a trace as he passed through the passage. Allen, his face calm and composed, followed Willie and Bella into the passage, under the complex gazes of the demons, large and small, who had been frightened and kept their distance after the earlier incident.

"Entry tax!! 2 Soul Stones per person!!"

Ding dong! !
Several glittering stones fell into the soul stone basket piled up like a small mountain, and then Allen and his two attendants disappeared into the faint hazy light at the entrance of the passage.

A chill ran through him as if he had passed through a curtain of water. Then, a chaotic and unfamiliar world appeared before Allen's eyes: the air was thick with the smell of sulfur, and the silhouette of a huge city was reflected in the sky above his head. It seemed very far away, yet also as if it were within reach. With Allen's sharp eyes, he could even vaguely see figures walking and running in the upside-down city streets.

Just as Allen was about to activate his massive mental energy field to perceive clearer information, he suddenly discovered that the city space protected by the giant maze had an extremely strong suppressive force on mental energy and the overflow of internal energy. Even a saint-level being as strong as Allen could only spread his mental energy to about a thousand meters, and could not touch the physical body of the strange upside-down city above his head.

With a slight frown, Allen calmly withdrew his mental energy and refocused his attention on the demons coming and going around him, as well as the dark brown steel buildings and streets.

The Balrog that had entered Zeratar before them was nowhere to be seen, but many more Balrog figures with similar size and outline appeared in various areas of the bustling streets before them.

As for other powerful demons such as the Soul-Slaying Demon and the Six-Armed Serpent Demon, there were countless others, as well as various Obiris Demons and alien demons that retained insect and animal forms. The entire city was like a huge exhibition of demon races.

Many of the demon races here are natural enemies. If they were to meet in the wild, it would surely be a life-or-death battle. However, in this city, they live in peace with each other. At most, they exchange harsh words and angry glares, and then each goes their separate ways and leaves in a huff.

Alan and his companions, accompanied by two dwarf goblin servants, were completely inconspicuous on this bustling street. The higher-ranking demon races looked down on Alan, who was disguised as a berserker, while the demons of his own rank also looked at the two dwarf goblins he had taken in with disdain. Clearly, in their eyes, a berserker who could only take in two of the weakest and lowest dwarf goblins as servants would not have any strength or profit.

However, the owners of several pairs of eyes hidden in the dark sewer entrance around the corner seemed to be eyeing the three newcomers with interest, as if they had found a suitable target.

Allen was happy that no demons were paying attention to him, which allowed him to properly observe this powerful demon city that was famous in other planes, and secretly estimate just how powerful the Dark Lord, this powerful demon lord, really was.

"Mr. Powerful Berserker, judging from your appearance, this is your first time entering the great Zerata. Would you like a qualified guide to guide you...?"

Just as Allen was still standing there observing his surroundings, a Ross worm hiding in a dark corner could no longer contain its restlessness and slowly crawled toward Allen and the other two with its fat body.

"roll!!!"

Before the Ross bug could even get within three meters of Allen, Willie drew his short sword halfway from his waist and blocked Allen's path. At the same time, he unleashed his still-developing semi-legendary aura, letting out a fierce growl that immediately intimidated the Ross bug, which hastily retreated back into the shadows.

The other mid- to high-ranking demons around them sensed the anomaly and cast probing glances at Allen and his companions with slight surprise, but they quickly withdrew their gazes. To the vast majority of demons on the street, a mere dwarf goblin that had not yet advanced to legendary status was nothing more than a slightly stronger green-skinned creature.