Chapter 1268 Son of Fire, Wait for Me

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"Do you know where the lair of the Lord of Yanhu is?"

Wang Yan glanced at the red-skinned goblins that were dragged over. These ugly little red-skinned monsters with pointed ears and round bellies are the low-level species used as slaves and laborers by many high-level races in the universe - goblins.

The fiery red skin shows that they are the fire subspecies of goblins. They may not be more than 1.5 meters tall, but they have strong adaptability and reproductive ability. Although they look ugly, they are born to use some low-level elemental magic, have good wisdom, and are good at hands-on skills such as construction industry.

Therefore, some magicians among humans will also summon some goblins to be their servants, which shows that its adaptability is very wide.

The group of red-skinned goblins in front of them are obviously a group of unlucky people who were enslaved by the Lord of Yanhu and made slaves.

"Great Lord, we are willing to submit to you. We will take you there right now."

This group of goblins has long been accustomed to changing masters. They immediately prostrated themselves on the ground and begged Wang Yan to spare their lives and take them in.

They thought Wang Yan was also the Lord of Hell, but Wang Yan didn't care about this title. He shouted and asked them to lead the way.

The battlefield was almost cleaned up at the moment. There were about two thousand low-level crystal cores harvested, but the quality was uneven. There were also more than five hundred fire beasts killed, and there were also many kinds.

Wang Yan was not stingy. Every barbarian soldier who accompanied him in the battle received a B-level crystal core, and even those hell war wolves received a C-level core and a large amount of flesh and blood for a full meal.

Such a generous approach made the barbarian soldiers overjoyed. They kowtowed to thank him repeatedly. Even those ferocious hell war wolves became like domestic dogs, wagging their tails to Wang Yan for mercy and trying to please him.

It is estimated that in their hearts, they have already thrown aside the old master Chihuo.

No wonder, hell is a typical world of the survival of the fittest. Although there are many resources, they are also very precious. The greedy lord of hell will never give these precious resources to these slaves.

Take the lord of Chihuo for example. If he could reward his subordinates with a D-level or C-level core with so much wealth at one time, it would be the best. He would never be as generous as Wang Yan.

However, Wang Yan is an earthling and is not a miser. In Wang Yan's view, it is not easy for these barbarian soldiers to fight for him. Providing them with resources and improving their strength is actually increasing the strength of his own forces.

After all, it is still worthwhile.

As for those lava monsters, there is no need to give them resources. They are cloned monsters created by the ancient fire demon. As long as the ancient fire demon is given enough resources, they can be produced in large quantities.

Wang Yan simply gave the four S-level cores obtained from the other two two-headed giants, a fire dragon and a two-legged dragon, the four legendary creatures that were killed, to their killers.

Therefore, Wang Yan's three battle pets and his younger brother Chihuo each received an S-level crystal core.

The S-level core is also a good thing for Wang Yan, but it can only provide him with a certain amount of recovery ability at present, and cannot bring him an improvement in realm. So it is better to give it to his battle pet subordinates. The growth of the strength of the battle pet subordinates also increases his strength in disguise.

After the distribution was completed, the remaining low-level cores and the dead beasts, together with the huge corpse of the Yanhu Lord, were all packed and sealed at Wang Yan's signal.

These low-level cores and dead beasts are not very useful to Wang Yan now, but they should be able to play a big role if they are handed over to Dean Yunzhi.

Especially the corpse of the Lord of Yanhu, which is extremely strong, and the tail sword is indestructible. Moreover, it was a fire demigod in its lifetime, with a very high affinity for fire. If it can be made into a set of equipment, it will definitely be an extraordinary sub-artifact!

Wang Yan plans to send the raw materials of this set of sub-artifact equipment to his mentor, Uncle Pao. He, Wang Yan, can have what he has today, all because of a master like Uncle Pao. However, he doesn't want to face the obsessive-compulsive Tauren weapon master again. He just sends the materials back, and he can't take care of the rest since he is far away in hell.

Everything is arranged, Wang Yan leaves some lava monsters and barbarian soldiers to guard the ancient flame demon in the state of transformation, and the rest of the people and horses all follow Wang Yan to the nest of the Lord of Yanhu.

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Just as Wang Yan led the mighty team to the depths of Yanhu, the nest of the Lord of Yanhu, a bright blue light ball suddenly bloomed above the sky far beyond the range of Yanhu.

The ball of light was like a star at night, hanging in the dim sky.

Gradually, the ball of light began to rotate in the opposite direction, and soon a doorway emitting a glittering light began to appear. After a few breaths, a petite figure uttered a slight cry and fell out of the doorway.

"Ah!"

She was a young beautiful girl with a fresh temperament like a lotus emerging from the water.

At this time, she was falling from a high altitude. Perhaps because of fear, her eyes were tightly closed. Her long eyelashes trembled slightly in the wind when she fell. She was wearing a thin and close-fitting water-blue robe and fair skin covered with a faint magic halo, making her look like a piece of pure and flawless jade, emitting a crystal clear and beautiful luster all the time.

She held a blue teardrop holy object in her hand, and a light blue magic necklace was hung on her chest.

With such a dress, it goes without saying that she is the female magician Delia who stole the Tears of the Starry Sky and sneaked into the world of Hell.

The necklace on her neck is the wind-related holy artifact given to her by Wang Yan, the elegance of the goddess of wind. Of course, this is a top-grade holy artifact that Wang Yan took from the rich prophet Saladin and gave her.

But she only knew that this was a gift from Wang Yan, and she didn't remember any other choices.

Suddenly!

As the ball of light disappeared, Delia began to fall rapidly from a thousand meters high after a brief pause.

In a panic, she suddenly remembered a spell that she had already memorized, so she blurted out: "Wind spirit flying in the atmosphere, in the name of the goddess of wind, protect me!"

The magic necklace hanging on her chest immediately shone with a beautiful luster, and then a clear sound of strong wind was heard around her.

"Wow!"

The wind-related elements in the air immediately gathered and surged around her, and a translucent barrier emitting a light blue halo appeared around her.

Her fall stopped immediately, and with her mind controlling it, the wind barrier protected her and landed steadily on the ground.

This was an endless red land, like the surface of Mars, full of thirsty sand and suffocating scorching heat waves.

"Huh, finally arrived safely."

Lydia wiped the cold sweat from her forehead, exhaled a long breath, and it took a long time to calm her nervous heartbeat.

"Stupid grandpa, I will definitely prove it to you." She looked around, as if she had made up her mind, and muttered secretly, "Son of Fire, wait for me!"

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