Chapter 1580 Scorpion Swallows the Sun

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Just as Wang Yan and his companions were ready to go, the Dark Saint Catherine was also constantly tempering herself.

Far away on the other side of the hell world, the world was still in a gray chaos.

This is the southwest world of hell, the heartland of the dark demon domain.

The towering palace of Princess Crow Angge, the heir of the dark demon scorpion emperor Mammon, is located in this rapid canyon.

It was dawn at this time, and the sky had just revealed a fish belly white, but the dark energy that permeated the surroundings was still like clouds and fog, blocking the faint light of the morning light.

Suddenly.

The dark energy magic fog that permeated the sky seemed to be pulled by some force, and quickly formed a huge magic vortex.

The vortex became bigger and bigger, with a shrill wind and whistling, just like thousands of evil spirits whistling, making everyone who heard it shudder and feel pressure.

The air was filled with the damp and gloomy smell of rust, just like the cold smell left after iron and blood rotted in the soil. The magic fog in the sky became thicker and thicker. The sun that had just risen could only be seen as a faint white dot under the cover of the magic fog vortex.

The atmosphere began to become gloomy and depressing, especially the towering temple across the rapids canyon, which became even more solemn at this time.

In front of the temple, two rows of young guards who were ready to fight looked up at the temple.

They were all the most outstanding young generation in the Dark Demon Realm, selected by the old demon god Scorpion Emperor Mammon himself, and now handed over to the owner of this temple, Wu Ya Ange, to personally train and manage.

The intention of the Dark Demon God Mammon was naturally to hope that with his support, his daughter would train a group of new generation generals, which would be equivalent to controlling the future of the Dark Demon Realm in disguise.

Of course, Wu Yaange lived up to expectations. She was very capable. In a short period of time, she compiled and registered all the young talents, who numbered more than 100,000, according to the management model of the modern army and controlled them in batches.

This approach has achieved considerable results. For example, now, all the guards around Wu Yaange are composed of these young talents.

This is equivalent to mastering a young army with outstanding strength, and the combat effectiveness can be seen.

However, if there is any disadvantage, it is that Wu Yaange, who has just arrived, lacks prestige. Most of these young talents have extraordinary backgrounds. If Wu Yaange is not the daughter of the demon god, I am afraid it will be difficult to convince the public.

"Hu! Huahua!"

At this time, the slowly rotating vortex of demonic energy, with the sound of the wind, is like a black galaxy across the sky, full of power.

But the young guards below began to whisper.

"As expected of Her Royal Highness, look at the power she created by her morning exercise. It is indeed something that cannot be underestimated."

"Yes, she is so young, and she has reached this level. It is already rare."

However, these few faint praises immediately caused the other guards to whisper back: "Tsk, it's just to attract some dark energy. Who of us who are present can't do it?"

"That's right. I think she is just relying on her father being the Demon God. Otherwise, how could she get such a status? Maybe she is not as good as us!"

Several guards whispered outside the temple. It is normal for them to have such thoughts.

Among these 100,000 young talents, the weakest ones have half a step S level, and nearly one-third of them have reached the legendary realm. Moreover, they are young and have unlimited potential. In addition, the vast majority of them come from powerful big families, so it is inevitable that they are arrogant.

The most important thing is that Wu Ya Ange was airborne in the early stage of the Hell Conference. The position of the princess. He has never shown any strength so far, and has not led them to achieve any outstanding achievements, so it is inevitable that he is looked down upon.

"In terms of achievements and abilities, I still admire the noble Prince Night Blade!"

"Yes, Prince Night Blade is the real strong man!"

"That's right, Prince Night Blade is about the same age as us, but he has been promoted to the Demigod Demon King and was personally canonized by His Majesty the Demon God. Who can compare with this honor?"

"And I also heard that Prince Night Blade killed a Demigod-level dragon with his own hands when he was at the peak of the legendary realm! Now that dragon has been made into a set of sub-god-level armor and is being worn by Prince Night Blade."

"Alas, His Majesty the Demon God is too selfish. If I were to say, our legion should be commanded by Prince Night Blade, and it would be enough for Her Royal Highness the Princess to learn from Prince Night Blade."

In front of the temple, more than a dozen guards talked to each other. In their eyes, whether in terms of strength or prestige, the prince of the Night Demon Clan, the Night Blade Demon King, is the leader of their young generation. It is the most appropriate to let Prince Nightblade be their commander.

Moreover, the Night Demon Clan has a large population. Among this group of young talents alone, one-third are Night Demons. In addition to the Night Demon Clan's dependent or friendly races, almost half of these more than 100,000 young talents are inclined to the Night Demon Clan.

Therefore, apart from the supreme dark demon Mammon, in their minds, the most convincing person is Prince Nightblade.

But at this moment, a sharp shout suddenly came from the gatekeepers.

"Humph! How dare you!"

The guards suddenly felt nervous and turned their heads to see that the space in front of them, which was originally empty, was waving like water ripples. Soon, a dark doorway began to unfold in front of the guards.

Not long after, a majestic and majestic man stepped out.

This young and majestic man wore a set of menacing black scale armor, and his black eyes were as clear and dazzling as obsidian.

His skin shows the unique gray-white color of the Night Demon Clan, but it is this heroic gray-white color that makes his seemingly calm eyes seem to have a hidden edge, just like a tiger walking slowly, seemingly Being calm and indifferent actually hides a fatal danger.

"Is His Majesty the Demon God's decision something you can discuss casually?"

The majestic young man walked out slowly and glared at several guards, who were immediately frightened and turned pale.

"Ye, His Highness Ye Ren!"

It turns out that this majestic and heroic young man is none other than Ye Ren, the prince of the Night Demon Tribe whom these young people admired and looked up to!

"Hug, I'm sorry, Your Highness Ye Ren, I, we just..."

The young guards who were strong enough to reach the legendary level quickly panicked and apologized when they saw Ye Ren approaching.

But before they finished speaking, Prince Night Blade snorted and walked proudly in front of them. But these young guards took it for granted and kept their heads low, not daring to raise any objections.

As the saying goes, like people have different fates. Although Prince Night Blade and these young heroes are all of the same age group, the superiority and inferiority between them has long been obvious.

You must know that Ye Ren, as the prince of the Night Demon Clan, has an extremely high status. He is also an extremely young demigod demon king. Even the most supreme dark demon god in the dark demon realm, the Scorpion Emperor Mammon, is very talented and treats him as a guest.

It can be seen from this that as a top powerhouse, Ye Ren, no matter in terms of vision, strength, or lofty status, cannot be compared to these legendary young heroes.

Because of this, Prince Night Blade didn't pay much attention to them. He just snorted coldly and walked towards the main entrance of the temple without looking back.

Passing through the long and spacious corridor, Prince Night Blade climbed the steps.

His boots clicked on the spotless ground, and the clear sound echoed far below the temple of Nuo Da.

"Your Highness Yeren, the Princess is still in retreat to comprehend. I'm afraid it's not convenient to receive her today."

As an old and majestic voice came, a group of alien old men, half in the fog and half exposed, quietly appeared in front of the Night Blade Prince out of thin air.

This mysterious and majestic foreign old man is none other than Wuya Ange's personal servant, the old god servant Walter.

"It doesn't matter, I can wait."

Prince Night Blade nodded slightly to the old god servant Walter. Although he was the most outstanding young demon king in the dark demon realm, he was neither arrogant nor impetuous when facing seniors of the same level. Regardless of his charm or manners, everything was revealed. With nobility and elegance.

It can be said that this Night Blade Prince is not only outstanding in strength and noble status, but also gentle and polite in everything he does. So much so that the old servant Walter, who has been with the demon god Mammon for many years, can't find any problems.

Therefore, even the old god servant Walter secretly sighed in his heart. The Night Blade Prince in front of him was indeed an outstanding person. Looking at the entire hell, few people could surpass him.

But he still doesn't know the purpose of this Night Blade Prince and his father, the Night Fury Demon King.

Do you want to use Princess Ange's hand to further control the power of the Dark Demon Realm, or do you simply want to pursue Princess Ange. After all, looking at the entire Dark Demon Realm, only the extraordinary and unparalleled Princess Ange can rival her.

If this Night Blade Prince simply pursues Princess Ange, he is quite right, and even the future of the Dark Demon Realm will become bright.

However, without understanding the other party's purpose, Walter, the old servant of God who worked hard, could not let go.

"Senior Servant of God, I wonder if the small gift I sent you a few days ago is in line with Her Highness the Princess's wishes?"

Prince Night Blade was gentle and polite, chatting with the old servant of the god. He looked just like a young man in love.

The old servant of the god was gradually losing his guard against him, but before he could speak, a roaring roar suddenly came from above everyone's heads.

At the top of the temple shrouded in demonic energy, a phantom of a hundred-foot-long demonic scorpion emerged from the center of the huge vortex of demonic energy. The scene was like a giant whale emerging from the water, extremely shocking!

"Scorpion Dharma?"

Prince Night Blade, the old god servant Walter, and all the guards present were stunned.

As we all know, the supreme god of their Dark Demon Realm, the Scorpion Emperor Mammon, is a giant galactic beast who leads his people across the void!

When the Scorpion Emperor Mammon in human form shows his power, the illusion condensed by dark energy is exactly this Scorpion Dharma!

The Scorpion's appearance revealed by Wu Ya'ange before his eyes was exactly the same as the Scorpion Emperor Mammon's true form. How could everyone at the scene not be shocked by this?

As long as this can be revealed, it is enough to prove that Wuya Ange's blood identity is true!

Suddenly.

Before everyone could recover from the shock, the giant scorpion beast burst out of the clouds and opened its ferocious mouth, swallowing up the sun just like the sun above everyone's heads.

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