Chapter 587 My name is Guangbai, a modern elder who looks after all realms
The multiverse is a tiny point in the grand star map of a certain plane system.
In the dark cave, a dwarf was gasping for breath.
In the deep and long corridor, the heavy and ferocious breathing of the hound was faintly visible.
The dwarf couldn't help but cover his mouth and nose to slow down his breathing.
It could no longer escape - the evil hounds born from the rotting remains were far more evil and hideous than they had been in life.
The dwarf closed his eyes in pain, an intense regret seemed to be gnawing at his heart bit by bit.
"In the beginning, no one thought that she would be a vicious monster from a foreign land..."
The dwarf couldn't help but think of what Councilman Christian Girardi had said.
Once upon a time, he was the most fanatical follower of that monster.
When she showed her evil ambitions, she even became his most loyal minion.
Unfortunately, people underestimated her desire.
She did not come for domination and control, she only brought endless destruction and the distortion and struggle before breaking...
Even now, the dwarves can still vaguely smell the bloody night that dyed the earth scarlet.
The cause of all this was that it rescued a "human girl" it met by chance in the mining area that touched the void.
The dwarf was not sure whether he was bewitched by it at first.
But there is no doubt that at the moment when the two pairs of eyes met, a clear echo came from the dwarf's heart as cold as rock.
This was the source of the dwarfs' suffering - it was it that brought disaster, yet it did not die in that cruel, crazy bloody night.
"May the fire rise forever upon the earth."
The dwarf leaned against the icy rock and prayed silently.
In the past, it always looked down on those weak guys who could only curl up their bodies, tremble and pray at the last moment.
Now, it seems to understand the helplessness and grief of the weak.
The dwarf knew why he had not been killed:
The other party was teasing it and torturing it, and in the face of such pain, its soul was gradually corrupted and distorted.
"She" has always been such a cruel person.
Before that, she had defiled the old king's soul through some dark and cruel means that she could not bear.
This made "her" extremely happy.
As devout Molten Fire believers who can walk in areas adjacent to the Void, the souls of the dwarves are naturally coveted and coveted by them.
But if it is just death, the power of the fire will bring the dwarf's soul back to the place where thousands of fires are extinguished.
There, a certain old goat who is not too easy to mess with will watch over its soul.
Therefore, a process of desecration and distortion is required.
In their rage , the dwarves once attempted to call upon the power of the Molten Fire.
In most cases , followers of the Molten Flame do not abuse the power of their faith.
The path of molten fire does not encompass justice and truth.
But molten fire is not just molten fire...
So the Molten Power responded in a rare move - with a flash of fire and a hammering sound, its huge, horned body emerged from the mountains and told the dwarves:
The opponent is a powerful lord of the lower plane, and has carried out multiple invasions and wars of destruction.
It is keen to use evil schemes to corrupt and distort the regime of a world, thereby fulfilling its self-destructive tendencies through its evil power.
Of course, when his plan is foiled and he becomes angry and humiliated, his evil minions will come in handy.
Several epochs ago, it was severely damaged by a divine weapon used by a good-aligned angel in a major multiverse battle.
It is said that the authority of some lords in the lower planes has been broken.
But no one knew that He had crawled out from that dark world again.
The ancient god of molten fire is not keen on fighting, especially when the opponent has already gained absolute dominance.
However, after knowing that the other party acted recklessly and turned the endless forest into a sea of fire.
The ancient god with goat horns fell into deep thought.
Perhaps, the molten fire will herald a new destiny...
That was the final enlightenment from the mountains.
Then, it fell into silence until now.
The dwarf prayed one last time, but still received no response.
All it got was a claw that ruthlessly pierced its collarbone...
The dwarf closed his eyes tightly, and he had made his final preparations.
In the darkness, the hound dragged the dwarf slowly, extending upwards for dozens of kilometers.
On the ground, the ferocious flames were licking the silent crowd, and the screams of the devils were fading away in the billowing smoke...
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Lady Nightmare Valya and Succubus Mistress Aldina sat elegantly on the high platform.
In the wine glass in front of it, some scarlet liquid was flowing viscously.
Of course it wouldn't be blood - but something even more cruelly exploited.
Destroying a world seems like a thankless task to Aldina.
It also had no interest in watching a group of dead things burn and destroy.
It is a refined artist from the lower planes, not one of those crude, despicable demons.
Of course, occasionally it will light some "festive" bonfires to add a touch of bright color to its works.
Compared to destroying the world, burning a few forests is nothing.
What can those druids do with it?
Aldina had often done this several epochs ago.
Of course, it may not be able to afford to provoke the powerful beings in the plane guardian camp.
But if it's just a druid, it shouldn't be a big problem.
At least in the long era of the nearby planes, no powerful druids were born.
Even if they did, they have too many things to do.
No one will come to you just because of its little "art".
What's more, in most cases, she, who lives in the lower plane, is not afraid of getting into ordinary troubles.
The lower plane is not as simple as the material world.
If she really wanted to find someone who would come to her house, she would have to ask her not-so-willing neighbors first.
"Look? Who is this?"
Aldina suddenly leaned down and stared at the dwarf being dragged by the hound below.
She said with a smile.
The charming face was suddenly torn apart, and beneath the human eyes, a pair of more naked, cold eyes loomed.
She was thinking about how to deal with this Molten Fire follower.
This is a supreme gift...
And at this moment, Aldina suddenly sensed some danger.
She looked around vigilantly, and finally found some clues:
In the sticky blood-colored liquid, she saw a small figure emerging from the liquid image, waving a multi-ringed long staff towards her!
Aldina turned her head suddenly, but saw nothing behind her!
And the next moment, time seemed to stop!
Aldina heard a buzzing sound, and her head and body were completely shattered by a sudden bombardment!
"Humans... are very good..."
In the distant lower plane, a tempting voice with suppressed anger sounded low .
Then, through the eyes of her minions, she saw the human who had destroyed her incarnation in that world:
He is a human youth with a golden hoop on his head:
"My name is Guangbai, and I am a modern elder who looks after all realms."
The young man held a long staff and said so.
The demons stared at him with bared teeth, but no one pounced on him.
They stared at the long staff in the young man's hand with fear. They had seen the power of that thing...
Aldina stared at the hoop on the young man's head and the long staff in his hand for a long time, then severed the connection with those minions.
She had failed once, but she wouldn't fail again.
The evil of the multiverse is not just reckless and wanton chaos...
