Chapter 3365 I Have a Way

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"Ouch, ouch, ouch"

At this moment, the entire altar suddenly shook violently, and a roar like an ancient monster came from under the sea of ​​lava. It was low, hoarse, full of resentment and murderous intent. The already boiling molten magma became more violent, A series of lava pillars ranging from several meters to tens of meters high rose into the sky, as if the sea of ​​lava was extending its demonic tentacles.

A pointed, dark dorsal fin suddenly stabbed out from the sea of ​​molten magma, struggling and rolling. Along with these movements, cracks continued to appear on the seal altar at a visible speed.

"I said, are you sure the seal can really last for one day?" Seeing this thrilling scene, especially the evil and ferocious dorsal fin, it is obvious that it is the sealed demon god, who has pierced the seal and exposed part of his body. Seattlek and Carlos asked loudly as they backed away.

"I think it should...probably...maybe..." Compared to the two senior brothers, Farah's retreat was not slower at all. He smiled awkwardly, and his voice was much lower than usual.

"It seems that there was a small mistake just now. Maybe we have to cut the time in half again..."

"That means there's only half a day to a day left?"

Seattlek and Carlos' eyes widened with despair on their faces.

"No matter what, go back first, go back quickly, and inform Akara of the news as soon as possible!" Farah said loudly with a rare serious expression.

"I think we won't be able to go back easily." Carlos glanced around, his eyes cold.

Some of the boiling molten lava rising into the sky actually stagnated in mid-air. As if given life, it gradually condensed into molten demons, flying in mid-air. In the blink of an eye, they became densely packed, surrounding the three of them.

Although these demons composed of molten magma may not seem to be strong, they are superior in numbers.

"Carlos, I'm going to hold these little things down. You're fast. Hurry up and bring Farah back." Seattlek drew out his useful sword and ax, raised his head high and struck it with a crisp sound, letting out a metallic roar full of murderous aura.

"Don't die." Carlos knew that the situation was urgent and it was not the time to be indecisive. He nodded and was about to take Farah away. Unexpectedly, Farah did not appreciate it and looked arrogant.

"I said, have you always looked down on me?"

"Do you mean to say that you are here to restrain him while we go back to report the news?" The two brothers were shocked and stared at Farah as if they were meeting him for the first time.

"No." The old man stroked his sparse beard with a shameless smile.

"What I mean is, don't underestimate me. I can go back alone. You two stay here to control me. I can leave here more calmly by myself. Do I need you to escort me? I'm not old enough for this. situation."

The two brothers looked at each other and felt that the always thief old man Farah was not the kind of person who would do things that he was not sure about, well, except for magic experiments. If he could go back safely alone, then the two of them could stay and restrain each other. Taking care of the retreat is undoubtedly much safer.

"Okay, are you really sure?"

"Do you know? Anyone who underestimated me is already dead." He shook his index finger disdainfully, and in a flash, Old Man Farah appeared a thousand meters away, escaping from the encirclement of the lava monster.

Yes, it's too late to regret it now.

"You can still use teleportation in this kind of environment. As expected of Farah. It seems that we don't have to worry about him anymore. Let's think about how to contain and retreat."

Carlos said calmly after retracting his gaze and focusing on the surrounding lava monsters.

"Really? On the contrary, I care more about how much experience these gadgets can bring me."

Seattlek showed a ferocious and murderous smile. The devil could not offend him, but these little minions who were summoned under the seal of the devil were still afraid of them?

"It seems like we haven't fought together in a while."

"I don't know if I'm a master of martial arts. How about it, the old rule? Let's see who can kill more?"

"Don't be impulsive. Now is not the time to get entangled with these lava monsters. It's important to retreat." Carlos paused and suddenly showed a handsome smile: "It's just that during the retreat, we are competing to see who kills the most. It shouldn't be question."

"Hahaha, I know you are the same person as me at heart, and Sharna is the same. Only Junior Brother Wu is gentler, but when he is reckless, he is no worse than the three of us."

Seattle laughed loudly, feeling happy that "the four of us are worthy of coming from the same [famous family]".

"Be careful, they're coming."

The next second, Carlos's ghostly figure and Seattle's barbarian roar staged a wonderful killing show in this red lava world.

Farah did indeed live up to his two brothers, and he was not bragging to show off. About four hours later, he had brought the bad news back to the Holy See Hill.

"What, only half a day left?"

Even though Akara was used to seeing strong winds and waves, she couldn't help but be shocked at this time. The urgency of time was completely beyond her imagination. From the news brought back by the investigators, she thought that there were at least three days left. prepare for.

Unexpectedly, what Farah brought back was such bad news, and it only took half a day to one day.

"To be precise." Farah recalled the scene of the altar at that time, adding salt to Akara's wounds: "In the worst case scenario, there should only be one third of a day left."

"This is a bit troublesome." Akara blinked his turbid white eyes a few times, leaning on his crutches, slowly sat down, and fell into deep thought.

Her original plan was to borrow some reinforcements from the angels and cooperate with the alliance's own strength to lay a large net and deal with the sealed demon once and for all. Although she did not dare to say that she was absolutely sure, under Akela's careful calculation , the possibility is quite high.

But now, with less than half a day left, how could she borrow reinforcements and make arrangements? No, there is no way. Even if she is Akara, if she encounters such an accident, she can only lament that it is difficult for a clever woman to make a meal without rice.

"What about the angel clan..." Farah saw Akara's embarrassment and helplessness and asked cautiously.

"It's difficult." Your Excellency, the Great Elder of the Alliance, let out a deep helpless sigh. Only in front of her own people could she dare to expose her inner anxiety.

"Eva'er has already contacted Master Tyrell. There is no problem in temporarily seconding the strong angel, but it can only be temporary." Akara subconsciously knocked on the armrest, showing more helplessness.

"You have to know that one of Lord Tyrell's three deputy commanders, Lord Ugor, has been cursed due to the Wraith incident. He is currently recovering from his injuries and is temporarily unable to fight. He has lost a four-winged warrior. The combat power of the devil is a big thing even for angels, a big loss. Now, if we want to deal with that demon, we also need a strong four-winged angel. If it is a temporary deployment, the layout can be done to defeat the enemy in one go. , there is no problem. If it cannot be solved and reaches a deadlock, the four-winged angel cannot stay in the Holy See Mountain for shelter. Otherwise, only Tyrell and the last deputy commander will be left in heaven. The balance of strength in the Dark Continent will be If it is broken, the Big Seven will definitely be ready to make a move."

"I understand." The hand stroking his sparse beard fell down weakly. Farah could only accept the reality with disappointment. Although the Holy See Mountain is important, it cannot compare with the entire Dark Continent anyway. It happened to be this time, and this kind of thing happened to happen. , Wu Xiaozi has lost all his strength. At this moment, even Farah himself feels despair and feels uneasy about returning to before liberation.

Only when you lose can you know how precious it is. Farah himself has never thought about it. He has never thought before that in the alliance, Wu Xiaozi, who is not the strongest and may not even be ranked in the top ten, is so important and so important. Being relied upon by everyone, once he loses his power, the entire alliance seems unable to do anything.

If Wu Xiaozi had not lost his power... Although facing the current situation, it seems that there is still no help, but for some reason, there is always a mysterious confidence that as long as he is around, he should still be able to think of something. This may be His charm as a savior is based on his achievements in defeating many powerful enemies that were originally unmatched, creating many miracles, and making the impossible possible again and again.

Without Wu Xiaozi, the alliance is like a toy that has lost its wind-up. Although it can still move, the so-called motivation, morale, and confidence will become increasingly sluggish.

Farah sighed in his heart, but there was nothing he could do. Akala couldn't think of a good way. What else could he do as an explosion maniac? Even if he usually kept it secret and concealed some of his strength, he was still far from being able to face what he was about to face. to compete with the demons and monsters.

"It would be great if the dragon could provide some more support."

The four-winged strong men on the angel side were in a difficult situation, and everyone naturally thought of the dragon clan, which was no less inferior to the angels, and far exceeded the angels in terms of the number and quality of the strong men.

"To forge iron, you need to be strong yourself. Always thinking about asking others is not the answer." Akara's eyes were facing the window, obviously invisible, but it made people feel that her eyes were staring into the distance, deep in thought.

For a moment, the sound of needle drops could be heard in the small temporary conference room. Faced with this situation, everyone was at a loss. It would be okay if there was more time, but now, with less than half a day left, it is too much. I'm in a hurry, and I don't allow myself to think carefully and make detailed arrangements.

At this moment, the door was pushed open with a bang, and a person who no one expected came staggering in from the outside. He glanced at the astonished everyone and spoke.

"Maybe I can think of a way."

Most of the day passed in the blink of an eye. From the afternoon of the Dark Continent, the hour hand continued to rotate to the next morning. On Harrogas and the Arreat Plateau, a heart-stopping force was brewing underground, and the earth rumbled. There was a rumble, and the entire plateau fell into chaos.

All the monsters, like ants, rats, and cockroaches before the earthquake, felt the deepest danger, like a natural disaster, and were running around, mindless, like headless flies, without any purpose or direction, just for the sake of Venting his inner panic, he kept running around and around.

Some of the monsters in the brain are taking refuge in other areas, and there are even demon king level monsters among them. Many of them are usually sworn enemies, and even have sworn enemies. Now they can’t care about so much. Even if they pass by each other or are side by side. Even if they run away, they won't even look at each other.

Shelling Groove, this demon goblin riding a siege beast, is the ruler of the Arreat Plateau and a well-known demon king-level monster powerhouse. Its first enhanced magic loudspeaker has mysteriously disappeared. , at this time, a second enhanced magic loudspeaker obtained from nowhere appeared on its hand, shouting at its minions to tell them to move faster.

Behind it, it is enough to make any powerful person in the world change their expression. Demons, fairies and siege beasts are all over the mountains and plains, densely packed, like ants marching, forming a long dragon that stretches for several kilometers, making the white plateau white. The snow was covered with a red carpet, and any strange and escaping monsters, this army, had to give way under the power of the shelling groove.

It is a high-level powerhouse of World Power, and with such a large number of others, the Shelling Groove is the absolute king in the Arreat Plateau, and should not be afraid of any opponent. But now, it has a panic expression on its face. I wish I could leave these behind and run away alone.

But no, without his men, the combat effectiveness and threat of the Shelling Groove will be reduced by at least half. By then, not to mention the precarious position on the Arreat Plateau, his own life may be targeted by his opponents.

After all, the demon goblin is not good at fighting, even if it is a mutated giant demon goblin that is several times taller than the ordinary demon goblin.

"Bastard, come on, you idiots." Shelling Groove waved the whip he snatched from an unknown demon warlord, and kept waving it at these men, the whip crackling in the air.

To it, it doesn't matter what the demons and fairies of the same kind are like, because the number of demons and fairies is huge and endless, but those siege beasts are rarer and more precious, so its eyes mainly fall on them. As for the siege beasts, the siege beasts moved slowly, making the shelling groove wish they could add two more legs.

If there is a target for them to attack, it can increase their speed, but unfortunately...should they target the demons and goblins walking in front? Shelling Groove hesitated for a long time, and finally gave up. This would create a huge commotion, and his authority as the leader of the demon goblins would also be questioned.

Damn it, why is this happening? Why is there such a terrifying aura in my own territory? Recalling the terrifying aura that I felt a day ago, coming from the depths of the ground, I still shivered in the shelling groove. That was the devil. The aura is simply not something that a small existence like it can resist. The only thing that can be done is to move and escape.

Shelling Groove is ready to lead his men to roam for a long time, looking for new territory. It believes that once the terrifying existence from underground comes out, it will definitely occupy its Arreat Plateau. After all, in the mind of Shelling Groove , the Yaret Plateau is a beautiful place that no one would not covet...