Inside The Black Mist Chapter 429: Crown of Black Fire
Go back in time a little bit...
The gap space, underground hall square.
Hiss——
Yan Mo rushed up one by one, roaring frantically, and piled up into a hill. On that hill, a gray-white arm was raised high, holding a burning hammer in that hand.
A roar suddenly resounded in the water mountain, and the fire burst out, illuminating the darkness, and then the flames swelled and exploded violently.
Hundreds of Yan Mo were engulfed by the flames, and in the blasted 'hill', the ashes and skeleton demon held up the war hammer, and the flames on the surface of the body quickly dimmed until they disappeared.
The body of this skeletal demon gradually turned cold and hard from the soft ashes surface, and finally cracks were everywhere. Crack, click, crackling sound, it collapsed and shattered like a ceramic statue.
On the ground a little farther away from the Skeletal Demon, even more sludge flowed and piled up in a circle. In the black mud, dozens of remnants were scattered. There are the long claws of the giant claw demon, the tentacles of the phantom demon, and the tumor of the light-eclipsed demon....
The remnants of these black people in the cracks, in the past, would definitely be quickly recovered. But now, it is like garbage, thrown in the black mud decomposed by Yan Mo's body, and no one cares about it.
In the center of the sludge was an open space, on which Mu Qing was still unconscious. As for Tian Yang, there was still a ghostly shadow around him, and the black ting in his hand was still spitting out lightning.
It's just that the phantom has become far more intense than before, and the virtual flame burning behind it has also dimmed and almost disappeared; There is only one 'thunderstorm' left.
Yan Mo surrounded Tianyang and Tianyang, and looking around, there were still a large number of these demons, occupying the young man's field of vision.
"Open the door!"
In Yan Moli, a hoarse voice sounded like gravel rubbing on the ground. Yan Mo in front of Tianyang separated to the two sides like a tide, revealing a figure that was far from burly.
Human form, burning with illusory faint mist, has a nearly perfect fighting posture. The figure is not very tall, at best it is only two meters high, but the invisible majesty and momentum it reveals silently tells its identity.
This is the leader of Yan Mo, or the king?
The reason for this speculation lies not only in the majestic aura, but also in the crown of the creature's head made of dense black mist and flames!
On the left and right sides of the crown, there are curved corners made of coral-like material, and the pair of coral corners flow with magic lights of various colors alternately.
On the face as if wearing a visor, two points of purple awns like ice flakes lit up from the gap in the stomach.
On the body that looks like wearing a close-fitting armor stomach, there are bright and round crystals embedded, sharp horns growing, and intricate magic lines flying around.
Mysterious, gorgeous, and majestic... When this Yan Mo appeared, the surrounding Yan Mo either knelt down or lowered their heads.
"Open the door."
The king of Yama spoke again, using the language outside the Krafft Gate.
Tianyang was surprised: "You can use our language?"
"It's not difficult."
"As long as I eat the brain of a creature, I can obtain the knowledge of that creature. Knowledge like language is not necessarily difficult to master." Wang Ping said.
Tianyang said in a deep voice, "What should I call you?"
"Call it whatever you want, names don't mean anything to me."
"However, before I transformed, I had a name. A human name... Youhua."
Tianyang nodded: "Okay, Youhua. You should understand that I won't open the door."
Those Yan Mo seemed to understand Tian Yang's words, and roared angrily, about to rush up and tear the boy apart.
The king of Yama named Youhua raised his hand to stop the demon from rioting, and the voice from under the visor remained silent: "If you don't open the door, you will be killed by us."
Tianyang roughly estimates that his star accumulation has recovered about 40%, and he can barely open a variant: "Maybe, maybe I can get rid of you, and then open the door to leave."
The purple magic light on Youhua's face flourished: "We can't remember how long we have been trapped in this small town, and I have seen with my own eyes the people around me become demonized, transformed, and finally turned into the ghost they are now. "
"Even so, we don't want to stay in this town any longer. The thing calling itself 'Bo Xun' has promised that it will take us away, on the condition that we provide services to it before then."
"We fulfilled our promise, and it finally opened the door. But you closed the door. I don't know how you obtained its ability. Maybe you are the same kind, but I don't care about that."
"My only concern is the door, and you must open it no matter what!"
Tianyang spread his hands and said: "I also said just now, I refuse. The other side of the door is my kind. If you let you go out, my kind will suffer countless deaths and injuries."
Youhua took a step forward: "I will restrain the tribe, and I promise not to hurt your kind."
Tianyang sneered and said: "Your guarantee is worthless, maybe because, before that, you have killed many of my compatriots. What's more, I'm not used to handing over the initiative to others. The lives of all kinds are bet on the self-restraint of the devil."
In the visor, a burst of extremely angry howls suddenly sounded. Youhua suddenly took a step forward and appeared in front of Tianyang in an instant. He reached out with one hand, ignoring the phantom, and strangled the young man's neck.
"If I wanted to kill you, you would have died thousands of times. Now, open the door for me!"
Tianyang put away the demon shadow, and the black tine lightning disappeared. He faced the demon king with an undefended attitude: "I am right here. If you want to kill, you can do it at any time."
There was another long whistle.
Youhua's body was sprayed with mist and flames, and the strong wind blowing made Tianyang's breathing difficult. His arms trembled, and he loosened his five fingers little by little.
Two steps back, a hoarse voice sounded from the mask: "What do you want to help us get out of here! Get out of this hell!"
Tianyang thought for a moment, and said: "You just said that Bo Xun signed an agreement with you. You provide services in exchange for the opportunity to leave the town."
"That's right!"
Tianyang nodded his chest: "The guy who called himself 'Splitter' has been absorbed by me now. I believe you are also aware of this. If this is the case, then let us continue this agreement. "
"A thousand years, serve me for a thousand years, and I will let you go."
Youhua immediately objected: "No, this time limit is too long, we can't wait that long! One hundred years, at most one hundred years!"
"Is your freedom only worth a hundred years? You underestimate the price of freedom too. Eight hundred years is my biggest concession." Tian Yang said indifferently.
Yan Mo roared in the square, and the sound was like a tsunami, seeming to drown Tianyang.
Youhua raised his hand again, and stretched out three fingers to Tianyang: "Three hundred years! No more, not to mention I doubt whether human beings can live for so long."
Tianyang raised a slap: "Five hundred years, this is my reserve price. If you don't want to agree, you don't need to continue the negotiation. You can find a way to kill me, but I will also try my best to escape."
"But if I leave, you will never have any hope of leaving the town!"
The Yan Mos roared immediately, and some of the high-level Yan Mos were even more murderous. If Youhua didn't allow it, they would have rushed up to kill the boy.
The fog and flames on Youhua's body hesitated, and after a while, he said: "Okay, then five hundred years. We will serve you for five hundred years. Once the time is up, even if it takes more than a second, you The door must be opened, let our family leave!"
Tianyang nodded: "Yes, but how do you guarantee your promise. I don't think I can command your 'cute' clansmen."
Youhua stretched out a finger, nodded lightly and put the black fire crown on it: "This is a king's weapon. Every race will have a king, and every king will have a king's weapon."
"Owning the royal weapon, you can dominate the tribe. I can give you a part of the royal weapon, and if you own it, you will have the same power as me."
He moved his finger, and the tip of his finger drew a wisp of black fire from the crown. The black fire danced in the air, forming a small pocket crown.
Tianyang spread out his palms.
Youhua didn't give him the king piece immediately: "In contrast, how do you keep your promise?"
"How did Bo Xun guarantee it?" Tian Yang asked back.
"It swears by the 'universe eternal night', if it does not abide by the lie, it will fall to the eternal night."
Tianyang shrugged his shoulders: "Then I am the same. In the name of 'Eternal Night of the Universe', I hereby promise. The Yan Mo clan has served me for five hundred years in exchange for the opportunity to leave this place."
"If I don't keep my promise, let me fall into eternal night."
He doesn't know what the eternal night of the universe is, let alone the consequences of falling into the eternal night. He even suspects that such an oath is not binding at all.
Unexpectedly, when he finished speaking the last word, Tianyang clearly felt that his original furnace in the wilderness of consciousness vibrated, and had an invisible connection with certain things in the dark. connect.
Tian Yang was taken aback, did the oath really take effect? What the **** is the eternal night of the universe...
"Very well, remember your promise."
Youhua flicked his fingers, and the small black fire crown fell into Tianyang's palm. It sinks into the palm and disappears.
Afterwards, a black fire crown pattern appeared in Tian Yang's eyes, and he felt that he had established some invisible connection with Yan Mo in the small town. In this connection, he was at the undisputed apex, and was informed of the names and abilities of every Enma.
A large amount of information washed over his brain, and it took a while before Tianyang came back to his senses.
"Then the first thing is to recall Yan Mo who left the crack, they have to go home."
The boy said so.