Chapter 406: A Tight Defense Line
Chapter 406: A Tight Defense Line
Translator: EndlessFantasy Translation Editor: EndlessFantasy Translation
The Demonic Foundry was once one of the most important military installations of Serathon, the demon king. Just a few months ago, there were a total of two demon legions and hundreds of powerful hellfire, but now there was only one big pit left. Nothing else left.
Hao Ren was quite shocked when looked at the huge deep pit in front of him. This was a pace that was transformed directly from a large crater. The bottom of the pit was covered with evil ores, dark brown mingled with foul green light. Huge cracks could be seen everywhere. The flames of evil fire poured out from these cracks, and the whole Demonic Foundry was like a cauldron that had not been extinguished, looked daunting.
However, this place had been badly damaged. Only the ruins of the demon facility left. The walls of the Demonic Foundry were only left with black iron bracket now. The bottom of the Demonic Foundry was now only a jungle of sharp irons. Those things were originally part of the demonic facility to fix the hellfire giants that were not yet activated or to suppress powerful hostile demons. They were once as high as dozens of meters or even hundreds of meters, but now only stubbles of less than two or three meters high left. This section of the demonic iron jungle was so neat that it was cut with a knife.
They could not see the other fragments of the destroyed buildings around the Demonic Foundry, left only a few bases as if the top half of them had vanished into thin air.
When that 'goddess' came and took Wang, she was intercepted by other demons, but she didn't do anything, and all the demons and buildings in the Demonic Foundry vanished into thin air," Lanina said, and still found it very strange. "It really just disappeared, there was no process, and just directly turned into the scene in front of you."
"They were deleted," the data terminal checked the traces left behind professionally and explained, "Just like you smash a file in a computer. Lord Tawil should have removed the enemy from the Demonic Foundry. It really fits her style. I heard that Lord Tawil was the best researcher in the Empire. She is highly efficient, doesn't like to waste time in the fight, and everything is solved as soon as possible."
Hao Ren gulped and thought that luckily he and those lunatic gods were one family. Probably it was true that deputy chief and above could destroy the galaxy in a second…
They gingerly entered the crater along a path at the edge of the Demonic Foundry, and at the same time, ready to guard against the demon guards. Although the spacecraft used radar to confirm that there was no demon reaction in the Demonic Foundry before the landing, the demon was a really strange creature. Their physiological structures were fine and marvelous. There were also creatures like hellfire giants, which could hardly be categorized as life. So they had to be careful there.
However, they did not meet any demons. There was a dead silence in the Demonic Foundry, only the evil flames whistling and gushed out of the ground. It seems that Serathon the demon king had given up the Demonic Foundry that had a strange incident. Perhaps he had sent some people to investigate, but apparently, they could not explain the disappearance of the whole 'factory'.
But Hao Ren still thought something was wrong and asked, "How come there's really no one here?"
"Are you expecting that we'll encounter the patrol team?" Vivian turned her head and glanced at Hao Ren and said, "We're in the demon's territory. Once we're exposed, we'll be directly surrounded by the legion, and die."
Hao Ren frowned and said, "No... I mean, that Serathon really gave up this place? Such a big foundation, although it was ruined... He should at least organize a long-term investigation team to hang around here. Why isn't there a single demon in here? Did he totally abandon it or something?"
"It's not quite right," Lanina agreed with Hao Ren. She stooped to pick up a bizarre stone glowing with green light. This stone was a ubiquitous thing at the bottom of the Demonic Foundry. The green light with a metallic texture looked like it was burned and formed by the flame spouted from the ground. "This is the evil ore, the most common thing that can be used to make hellfire giants. The equipment of Demonic Foundry is ruined, but the Demonic Foundry itself is still there. Serathon has no reason not to rebuild this place."
Just now Lanina suggested passed through the Demonic Foundry because the radar of the Petrachelys showed that there were no demons here. But even then she could not believe that Serathon actually gave up the place completely, until now, seeing the desolate Demonic Foundry ruins, she was sure there was really no demon here.
"How does Serathon look like?" Hao Ren asked curiously.
Lanina nodded and said, "Uglier than Wang."
Everybody stunned. Hao Ren looked at Lanina in a strange way and thought that was this demon girl always recognizing people by how ugly they were?
"Besides, Serathon is also the second strongest demon king among the ten Demonic Planes," Lanina quickly explained, "He was our strongest and most stubborn enemy, was the toughest of all the demons against us. He was a reptile-like lord with 33 legions. He uses poisonous fire, curses, and brute force during battle. We're now in Serathonian Plane. The whole space is his territory, also known as the third plane. "
Y'zaks also explained, "By the way, I used to occupy the seventh plane. There are a lot of Demonic Planes, but only ten of them are stable. They float in the space bubble area and connect to each other with a teleportation portal. There're ten demon kings occupy these ten Demonic Planes. Back then, the force of the seventh plane was almost the sum of several other planes."
Y'zaks was obviously a little proud of himself, apparently, he was quite proud of the empire he built back then. Lily asked curiously, "Why not the strongest one ranked first? Your territory just ranked seventh?"
Y'zaks shrugged and said, "This ranking is not important. It's called this way since the beginning. Confucius is a saint, but he's still the second brother in the family."
Hao Ren almost fell into the Demonic Foundry. "You know Confucius as well?" he asked, clearly surprised.
"I have nothing to do so I just keep reading," said Y'zaks, "I just finished studying Greek philosophy two days ago."
Lily immediately stuck out her tongue behind Hao Ren and said, "You better don't study philosophy. Judging from your body size, if you study philosophy, you'll do something that you shouldn't do…"
Hao Ren looked at Lily awkwardly. He dared not imagine what sort of stuff this girl was usually reading…
They did not know where the demon guards of Serathon had gone. Anyway, they did not meet any obstacles in the Demonic Foundry. They safely crossed the vast and scorching wasteland. From the ramp on the other side of the Demonic Foundry back to the surface, the magnificent demon teleportation portal finally appeared in front of them.
They saw a large pedestal built on a huge obsidian slab in the open ground hundreds of meters ahead. Two large black pillars stood on each side of the pedestal. The stone pillars were carved with hideous images of demons. In the middle of the two pillars, there was a whirlpool-shaped twisting dimension.
From the whirlpool-shaped twisting teleportation portal, one could see a faint red dimension behind the door, apparently leading to another Demonic Plane.
In the vicinity of the teleportation portal, Hao Ren finally saw the Demon Corps. A large crowd of black armored, hideous demon guards was guarding the teleportation portal's pedestal and nearby sentries. Their skins were dark red, with crooked horns on their heads and flaming infernal swords in their hands. Each demon was three meters tall. Their size and the appalling weapons in their hands made Hao Ren wonder how many human soldiers were needed to be able to fight such a demon.
The demon guards placed a tight line of defense around the teleportation portal, and this let Hao Ren's suspicions vanished. He thought Serathon had perished. But now it seemed that his regiment was all right, but for some reason, no one was sent to take care of the Demonic Foundry.
Now there was a question in front of Hao Ren: There were so many demon guards around. How did they go through the teleportation portal right under their noses?