Chapter 400: The Great Rift Finale

The Daughter of Night surrendered and signed a contract with Lind.

From now on, Lind will become the Pope of the Dusk Pool Sect, and take the [Dusk Key of the Lady of Night (Purple)] as his only token. With this key, Lind can summon her anytime and anywhere, and can also use this key to open any lock in the world...theoretically any lock.

Lind would rather believe that the Daughter of Night escaped directly after leaving. Although it is not clear how she traveled through the material plane with the strength of level 60, after all, neither the Crystal Mage nor Wen could do it. But if she escaped, she would definitely not come back.

Wouldn't it be a waste for me to have a garbage disposal station that could digest the heart of disaster and avoid the aftermath of the abyss?

"I don't understand, I don't understand." The Lady of the Night thought she had given everything.

"One more thing, give me a copy of the emblem!"

Daughter of the Night: That’s it?
Lind obtained many emblems from poetry collections, but this was the first time he personally received a gift from a "God", even though the power of this god was very ordinary.

The Emblem of Night merged into his chest and was quickly surrounded by other forces, forcibly restrained. If the Daughter of Night was much stronger than Lind, perhaps He could still leave some tricks up His sleeve. But now he could only watch as the emblem he had given was severed and then merged into Lind's own emblem ecological chain, forming peculiar branches, making the Emblem Tree even more luxuriant.

Lind's intuitive feeling is that the emblem he obtained is definitely better than the one obtained by the undead.

The Lady of Night's good talk also made Lind feel that he could raise the price further.

He, like the immortal, is a genius at raising the price.

"One more thing. I need you to help me transform a group of people so that they can become Night Demons."

"I understand! I understand!" The voice suddenly became much more cheerful, and Linde had an illusion that this was not an evil god, but a puppy wagging its tail happily.

It seems that helping to develop believers is a good thing for "God".

This time, the Daughter of Night not only refused to leave, but even asked Linde when he would develop into the Night Demon. She liked this punishment very much, so please punish her more.

"Who asked you to come?" Since they could communicate, Linde didn't waste time.

And the result points directly to the Night Demon.

When Lind sent people to the Dusk Pool, the place was empty, but the Lady of the Night could issue orders to the Night Demons to hunt them down.

The news is difficult to share, and Lind is considering whether to have an undead transform into a night demon and then have the undead relay the news.

As time flies,
The advancement speed of the big crack has reached its end.

The finale has arrived.

……

The room in front of me is a throne hall. The earth and stone bricks under my feet are arranged in a spiral shape, and finally condense into a giant with a heavy rock helmet sitting on the throne.

The melodious sounds of the abyss echoed around me, and the high-pitched roars of disaster spread among the towers.

The intricately carved granite was trembling with the shaking of a distant battlefield.

The servants were dressed in long robes, and they struck the stone bells in front of them like monks, chanting in a fanatical manner.

The Rock King opened his eyes. The wailing from the distant battlefield was as melodious as a harp, and the fast-paced chords vibrated his bloodthirsty heart.

Just immersing itself in the howls and cries of death filled its body with strength, and the desire to unleash violence flowed in the flesh and blood beneath its rock helmet.

"great……"

Rock-colored lizards and black slime crouched below.

"How long will it take?" The Rock King didn't want to hear that nonsense.

Each Abyssal Lord has a different style, and the Stone Lord is the type that craves bloodshed.

Wearing thick armor and heavy armor, he charged forward with all his might.

It has two generals, one controls plague and the other controls cunning, but they can't play any role in this war because the enemy can always come back to life, and no matter it is plague or cunning, the progress of corroding the heart will disappear with the rebirth of those undead.

In other words, they are of little use. They seemed to have lured a few people before, but they were killed before they could play a big role. The last time they came close to success, they influenced a deserter, but unfortunately they still failed.

The lord of the earthly world seems to be very powerful.

The footsteps came from far away. The undead, who were more like disasters than the abyss, finally arrived here, wrapped in cursed armor and weapons.

The undead saw the tall figure on the throne, and they swarmed over, and what greeted them was a mass of black slime, which was very similar to the slime on the bodies of the Iris Lords.

The mucus on his body burst into dense raindrops with crackling sounds, hitting the armor of the undead, causing the undead, who were already at a critical juncture of the disaster, to have their infection curse bars completely filled up.

Undeads fell one after another in the attack. The thin mucus was even sharper than steel needles, turning the undeads that were hit continuously into ashes.

Wen He and William have already stepped forward on their own initiative. At this juncture, the undead's self-teaming can actually play a very small role. There must be two strong men in the front to hold on and create a good output environment for the people in the back.

Squads of undead are constantly advancing, braving a hail of bullets, just to launch an assault.

Compared with the Daughter of Night, the enemies here seem a little weaker.

Wen faced the rock lizard. Her fighting style was always based on the premise of dying together and causing maximum damage. But after interacting with Lind for a while, one of Lind's suggestions did make Wen excited. The effect of dying together occasionally was different from that of always dying together.

The most frightening thing is not trying hard, but doing it unintentionally.

Wen's body was very agile, and he avoided the rock lizard's tricky attacks like a dancer. In terms of level, Wen was even slightly higher than the rock lizard.

The lizard's tail, like a steel spear, suddenly rose up and drilled towards Wen's head. After dodging several times, she suddenly chose to resist and thrust out the sword to go straight for the rock lizard's eyes.

Her head was exploded by the lizard's tail, and the sword blinded one of the rock lizard's eyes.

Her injuries recovered quickly, and she continued to move forward under the puzzled gaze of the rock lizard's one-eyed face. She pushed the sword that had already been inserted into the eye socket deeper, piercing its head completely.

While the rock lizard was nailed to the ground, it attracted the attention of the undead.

"Give me the head!"

"Sister Wen, I'm here to grab the heads, ah, I'm here to help you!"

The undead rushed up to offer assistance. The heads must not be taken away, in case the small boss also drops the emblem.

Wen, who had drawn his sword, was already looking at the huge silhouette on the throne. The rock-colored armor on his body seemed to be coated with a layer of dusk, filled with the ancient texture of time.

Facing Wen Feiyue's assassination, the opponent remained sitting, but he turned the giant sword like a door panel with one hand.

Such a huge sword actually turned a sword flower casually, as if what was in its hand was not a huge sword, but a thin wooden stick.

Wen's sharp blade was easily blocked by the giant sword, and the force that fed back was so strong that Wen flew backwards and made a hole in the palace wall with his back.

Her physical injuries recovered quickly and Wen launched another attack. She understood that her mission this time when she stepped into the Great Rift was to take off the head of the Rock King in front of her!
The opponent's giant sword swept towards him, and Wen dodged instinctively, then flashed in front of the opponent and stabbed the sword diagonally upward.

She was in an extremely happy mood because Lind's advice was correct. Even though she was not afraid of death, if she could dodge the enemy's attack, she could attack the enemy twice more and cause more damage.

The rapier hit the armor, but was blocked and did not penetrate, and even got stuck in the gap of the armor.

boom--!
The Rock King punched Wen's rapier with his backhand, breaking it, and at the same time, the shock wave sent Wen flying with such powerful force.

After rolling several times on the ground, Wen supported herself and stood up. She knew that she was no match for the Rock King, but she had to keep moving forward.

After jumping high into the sky, the power from twisting his waist made Wen, who was holding the broken sword, spin in the air.

Death always leaves a deep impression on people. When it comes to "back-testing", perhaps the undead cannot compare to Wen, who always feels 100% resurrected from the dead. She dodged all attacks with meticulous perfection, landed in front of the Rock King, swung her arm and slashed the opponent's neck with the broken sword.

Flowing clouds and flowing water.

And succeeded in inflicting damage, slitting the other person's throat.

The king remained seated on the throne, looking down at Wen. The attack was successful, but the neck of the King of the Abyss did not seem to be a fatal wound.

(End of this chapter)