Chapter 339 Myriad Abyss Plain

The Abyss is a collection of all ugliness, evil and chaos reflected through infinite layers and countless changes. With countless layers spiraling downward, it boils down to the acme of brutality. Traditional lore holds that the Abyss has 666 layers, although there may be far more layers than that. After all, on the whole, the bottomless abyss is far more terrifying than traditional cognition can cover.

The animals and plants in the abyss are full of aggressiveness, and the main intelligent life forms are all kinds of demons.

There are many races of demons, and different abyssal planes often have different unique demons. Their body structures are completely different and they have different abilities, but most of them have hand-to-hand combat abilities that surpass humans, and can use various types of spells.

Fiery, malicious, arbitrary, violent, amoral, and unpredictable, demons are devoted to destroying and destroying everything (including their own kind) as a lifelong pleasure. They often invade other planes, bringing destruction and fear. They resist order, and even the Pit Lords cannot make them completely orderly. Unless they are controlled by spells, they can never be united, nor can they have planned actions. What they think at one moment will be overthrown at the next moment. They are powerful and evil lunatics.

Worm: It is the primary stage of the devil, and it is also the devil's favorite food.

Worms don't have to evolve, so they can grow to the size of a dragon (provided it's not eaten or killed before then).

If it evolves (the larvae can evolve by killing each other and devouring each other), they will change into other demons according to the region and their respective conditions, such as small demons such as lemures and rose bugs.

Demons can choose whether to evolve themselves or not. They can stay in the original demon state to strengthen themselves, or they can continue to evolve. The evolution process of demons is not unique.

The demons of the Abyss see visitors as a source of food or recreation. Some demons see powerful visitors as potential recruits (whether they like it or not) and plunge them into the never-ending war of demons against demons (dwelling in the Nine Hells)—the bloody war.

The number of layers of the Abyss is beyond anyone's imagination, whether mortal or god. Some of the most well-known layers are described below.

Vision in the Abyss is normal unless inhibited by environmental conditions on certain levels. In addition, unless otherwise noted, a hellish sun, phantom red light, or similar uncomfortably bright light illuminates all levels of the Abyss.

Each level of the Abyss has its own unique and terrifying environment. Apart from their harsh, barren natural forms, it is impossible to cover all the diverse layers with one tone. There can be lakes of caustic acid, clouds of poisonous smoke, caves with razor-sharp spikes, and scorching lava landscapes. There are also less deadly terrains such as scorching salty deserts,

Toxic breezes, and insect-infested plains.

As the first level of these levels, the Wanyuan Plain is undoubtedly the most populous area with the widest biological chain.

Wanyuan Plain.

The topmost level of the bottomless abyss. It was a deserted, barren, dusty barren land, baked in a hellish crimson sun. The dusty plains are interspersed with three types of landforms: huge abysses on the surface, massive iron fortresses, and the River Styx.

These abysses at the top are portals to deeper layers. Descending down certain abysses, the traveler will soon reach the relevant layer, though it is extremely dangerous to jump into those abysses that lead to an unfamiliar plane of the Abyss at will. Most abysses have two-way entrances, but some are only one-way, leaving behind travelers trapped in new dimensions.

The Iron Fortress here is usually home to powerful demons and their minions. These strongholds often serve as staging grounds for demon legions en route to never-ending bloody battles. Some of the largest battles of that war took place in this layer and beyond, as well as in the nearby Outer Planes.

The River Styx meanders through this layer, with some channels pouring into the abyss, while other abysses gush sewage as tributaries of the main river Styx.

As a plane with a wide area, many dark creatures make a living here. In addition to the unique demons of the abyss, skeleton warriors, liches, tauren, and goats also make a living here.

Although the environment is harsh, there are too many camps gathered here, large and small, scattered on the vast land, and the double lack of environment and food, which leads to a very common situation of fighting.

In this environment, there is no real meat. For a demon, except for his own family, other people such as goats and tauren can be turned into food to taste.

And for the tauren, demons are delicious ingredients. Compared with the rotting corpses found in the wild, the meat of a erinia is definitely the most delicious delicacy.

Be alone.

It doesn't apply to this kind of environment. When faced with provocations, there are only two ways to go. One, defeat them, maim them, and kill them! Second, being defeated by the opponent, he was maimed and killed.

There is no morality and ethics, a never-ending killing ground.

This is killing.

However, no matter where, there will be some exceptions to some extent, just like no matter how important a prestigious school is, there will be some criminals for a reason.

In the abyss, occasionally there will be some races that do not live by killing.

Cat people.

This is a half-orc.

Half-orcs are irascible and gloomy. They would rather act than think, fight rather than argue. But the successful half-orcs are those who have enough self-control to survive in civilized areas, not the crazy ones. Half-orcs love simple pleasures, such as feasting, drinking, bragging, singing, wrestling, drumming, and wild dancing. Cultured pleasures such as poetry, elegant dancing, and philosophy do not appeal to them. In the right kind of party, Orcs are kind of a talent.

Orcs love scars. They regard battle scars as badges of honor, and decorative scars as things of beauty. Any half-orc who lives among or around an orc bears scars, either a humiliating mark of enslavement and former halfling mastership, or an honorable mark of conquest and high status.

The representative half-orcs of this character are lizardmen, jackals, and some existences with ferocious beast genes.

The cat clansmen are the aliens among the orcs. They are neither bloodthirsty nor cruel. Except when their lives are involved, they rarely even attack the enemy.

Perhaps it has something to do with their personalities, they love peace, but in the abyss, this is obviously attributed to cowardice.

Not as timid as goblins, the timidity of cat people is manifested in hiding and concealment. When a disaster occurs, they are not thinking about how to resist at first, but how to avoid the enemy's aggression faster .

It's very passive.

This led to the fact that once the cat tribe was chased by the enemy during the battle, it indicated that there would be a possibility of extermination.

There are very few cat clansmen in the abyss. The harsh environment is one aspect, and the malice from the surrounding neighbors is also the main reason.

As companions of half-orcs, jackals especially like to invade such cowardly tribesmen. They will kill strong men and weak children, and then plunder female cat tribesmen, and treat them as their own slaves day and night.

It's an experience like no other.

Very few captives were able to return to the camp alive. Soon after being captured, their bodies were devastated, and when the freshness was exhausted, it indicated that they might be killed alive.

There is very little food on this barren plain.

Occasionally, some animals can be seen, but they have been demonized. Even a mouse has dark red pupils and extremely sharp fangs.

A camp of cat people.

This is a tribe with only more than six hundred people. In the abyss, a tribe of this level is not even considered a middle-level tribe, and among them, few people see older companions.

Where did they go?

The lack of food and the imminent battle are the reasons for the disappearance of those old people. Old age means losing the strength to take up arms, and this leads to tragedy.

Abandoned, backed up.

Of course, they will not be thrown outside for no reason. Only when the tribe needs them, these abandoned people will bring their own luggage and go to the distance silently.

Hundreds of cat clansmen gathered together.

This is a very rare picture.

Fulla stood among the crowd, as if waiting for something.

This boxing master, who could calmly twist off the head of a berserk demon, seemed a little anxious at this moment. She looked around from time to time, and her pair of jade hands seemed to have nowhere to place them. She didn't know what to do. where to put it.

Everyone waits.

Wait, that long-lost promise.

Fulla shared with her tribe what she saw and heard in the human world. Under the other party's conception, it is a world full of sunshine and hope. Although there are many monsters, as long as you work hard, even the lowest survivors will be able to survive. To be able to eat a bite of food, for this alone, for the cat people, it is a place like heaven.

Does it really exist there?

Some people are full of curiosity.

"Look!"

After waiting anxiously, they got a reply. When everyone had kept this movement for a certain period of time, a black slit suddenly opened on the side of Fulla.

This slit was like a ray of sunlight in the morning light, slowly piercing through the darkness, and within a few seconds, a portal appeared in front of everyone.

Immediately afterwards, some aid that had already been packaged was sent to the land in this way. This is a whole bag of rice. After simple cleaning and steaming, it can be made into rice. Although the taste is not very good, as long as it can save life, this That's enough.

It's not just a bag. Under Dumen's research, the output of rice has been greatly enhanced. The entire Economic Development Zone has as much as 100,000 catties of grain, and this is not counting other vegetables, fruits, and insect meat.

With so much food, Chen Feng could support a war that took a lot of time, because he had this ability.

More than two hundred bags of rice were transported to this dimension full of killings in a short period of time. After the rice was delivered, bags of potatoes were also transported.

Afterwards, some snacks, drinks, warming supplies, and finally some guns and ammunition and forged weapons were delivered from this dimension.

In less than fifteen minutes, the entire square was filled with these materials.

Fulla bent down, cut a package, and took out a bag of snacks containing biscuits. She tore it lightly, and the pocket was torn. Immediately afterwards, she took out a biscuit and waved it at the little girl beside her. waved.

The little girl didn't look very old. The hair on the top of her head was like orange. When she saw Fulla, her ears stood up a little, and a tail hung down obediently.

an orphan.

Like myself, this girl named [Flower], whose parents died in a battle, may be due to the same illness, Fulla usually takes good care of each other.

The little girl timidly took a few steps forward, looked at Fulla, and only picked up the biscuit when she saw her affirmative gaze, and put it in her mouth.

Cookies melt in your mouth.

The little girl's eyes widened suddenly, and she felt like she was dreaming at this moment, because she had never eaten such sweet food.

In the past, when the camp lacked food, they even went to catch worms, a fat worm with a taste that can be imagined.

Some people also smelled the aroma of biscuits, leaned forward, and looked at Fulla for no reason.

He didn't care about the eyes of the people.

Fulla's eyes were completely attracted by the aids in front of her. The master did not deceive herself. In fact, the supplies in front of her had exceeded her initial expectations.

food.

With these foods, the clansmen no longer have to take risks to go hunting outside, and those older people no longer need to commit suicide to reduce the burden on the clan.

Patting the little girl on the head, Fulla walked towards a wooden box. She raised her fist and hit the box, and the box was opened, revealing dozens of strengthened guns.

"Bring it on!"

Fulla ordered.

As the guardian of the group, she has absolute rights.

A while later, a bound kobold was brought up. This creature with a rosaceous nose and an ugly face is still a little unscrupulous. Maybe it's because of the cat clansman's sake. , Retaliation statement.

"Noisy!"

A hint of impatience flashed across Fulla's face, she raised the gun, pointed at the kobold, and pressed the trigger. The three actions were done in one go, followed by a loud noise, and the kobold's head was smashed to pieces, killing him immediately.

The surrounding cat people gasped, apparently shocked by what they saw!

Fulla scanned the surrounding clansmen, then raised her gun high, and said in an unquestionable sentence: "Fight! We want to take back everything that belongs to us!"

"Cat people! They are not slaves!"