A Strange World

Chapter 871 Section 102 Fass Tundra

Chapter 871 Section 102. Fas Tundra

"Everything you have will be dedicated to me."

The low, powerful words created sticky ripples in the lava lake.

The lava was rippling on the lakeside, and Annan, with his head down, said stiffly: "It's my honor."

"Whether it's life, treasure, or soul."

"Whether it's life, treasure... or soul." Annan's eyes flashed with a trace of struggle, but he continued to say it.

The Demon Lord confirmed that Annan had been controlled: "I want you to take your floating city to the east and kill its minions at any cost!"

Annan suddenly trembled violently at this moment, and his numb eyes regained a trace of clarity: "No... I won't use eggs to hit stones..."

"You must go..."

"No... Lord... Demon Lord, don't try to control me in my dream!"

Annan suddenly broke free from the control of the Demon Lord and cast the only spell he could cast now: the gifted spell.

The obscure spell that sounded like a chant caused ripples on the lava lake. A brilliant golden light column that was completely different from this scorching hell pierced through the doomsday-like red clouds and poured down like a god descending.

As the light column became more and more solid, an angel holding a giant sword slowly emerged from the clouds.

"God's Realm? No! How can you have such power..."

The flame phantom of the Demon Lord looked up at this scene, and the lava lake was in turmoil with its anger.

At this time, the slowly descending angel gradually faded away.

Annan stopped chanting and said seriously: "I have no intention of being your enemy, the great Demon Lord... We have appreciated magic images together and spent a lot of happy times. I don't think we should be enemies..."

The Demon Lord pondered and looked at Annan. At a certain moment, the pressure on his soul suddenly dissipated.

This means that the Demon Lord can look at Annan a little more squarely.

"You can't refuse... If you still want the souls of your men."

As he said, it raised his hand.

The claw, which was completely made of dark red deep magma and still flowing with lava, suddenly had countless balls of white light.

Annan saw familiar figures in those balls of light: Ymir, Broken Fang, and the warriors who sacrificed in Hell Mountain...

"How could it be..."

Annan went to the Devil Notary Office to ask the trainee devils, but they said that the souls of the River of the Dead depended on luck, and they couldn't find those souls accurately... Unexpectedly, they were collected by the Demon Lord.

So... the Demon Lord has actually been watching his every move! ?

There is another possibility that the Demon Lord has spied on his thoughts and his weaknesses in the brief control just now... But Annan dare not bet.

What if the soul in its hand is real...

"What do you want me to do?" In the end, Annan chose to cooperate.

"Kill it."

The Demon Lord's other claw brushed past, and the rising lava condensed into the image of a red dragon warlock with long hair and a dragon tail.

"I have one condition. You have to give me half of your soul first."

"No... You are not qualified to bargain." The Demon Lord refused.

Annan frowned: "Then how do I know that the soul in your hand is real?"

"Want to gamble, tiny human..." The Demon Lord grabbed those souls and put them to his mouth.

"Okay! I promise you! I will deal with the red dragon, no matter what the price..." Annan said loudly, "But I hope you will do what you say!"

Annan might as well expect the demon to do what he says, and imagine that one day in the future, Martin will suddenly tear his face: "Aha, I'm sorry to have played with you for so long, I am actually the God of Fooling!"

But Annan can only agree to it first, in order to leave here, for... the souls.

...

Annan woke up slowly and saw the familiar ceiling and a pair of beautiful eyes worried.

"I'm fine..." he said.

"Demon Lord?" Olmedo asked.

Annan sat up and leaned on the pillow that Idillia had held upright: "Well... it forced me into a dream and used some unknown rewards to lure me to the Fass Tundra to kill the Demon Commander, a legendary red dragon warlock."

It is definitely not an ordinary legendary red dragon warlock that can make the entire Dimon Kingdom ready for battle, the Holy Grail Knights go there, and the minions that the Demon Lord is thinking about... It is definitely not an ordinary legendary red dragon warlock...

Even if its strength is not as good as the current ancestor, it will not be much worse.

"It promised you treasure?" Olmedo guessed that Annan agreed to it.

"No... It's Ymir, Broken Tooth and their souls..."

"They are in its hands?"

"I'm not sure, but I dare not bet."

"Then what are you going to do?"

"Let's go and see first, at least there is the main force of the entire Dimon Kingdom over there, we are not fighting alone..."

The main force of the Dimon Kingdom plus Free City... mainly Skeleton King, Mr. Svarro, Dean Blechheim and others, should be able to beat a group of demons and legendary red dragon warlocks, right?

"If it doesn't work, ask Ilimoyas to invite her ancestor... Where is her dragon?"

"I'll go to the nest after sending you back."

Annan got up sideways: "There's no time to lose, I'll go with her now."

...

The North has a cruel winter, but at least in autumn, the beauty here is not inferior to spring.

The sun shines through the clouds floating in the sky and falls on the land, the forest, and the streams. The shadows are like pictures sticking to the ground and undulating. This is a gift only for creatures flying in the sky.

The animals rolled in the lush carpet-like grass, enjoying the gentle caress of the wild grass and the brief peace above...

As Annan went eastward, these beautiful scenes became less and less, and at the end of the skyline, the sky burned like fire, and the earth trembled violently, as if it was cut open by invisible giant claws. The wounds were oozing black and red blood... They were groups of demons from the abyss. They gradually gathered into a frenzy of extinction.

Annan's eyes were withdrawn from the desperate distance and fell on the pure land that had not yet been touched by the demons and was still full of vitality.

A magnificent city with countless towers stood on the only high mountain in this tundra. Those wizard towers shone in the sun, like long needles made of pearls and silver, tall, upright, and dazzling.

At the foot of her mountain, a long line of cars gathered from all directions of the kingdom, transporting supplies and soldiers to fight a decisive battle with the demons here.

Annan wanted to go straight to the city on the mountain to tell his purpose, but he saw a familiar face at the foot of the mountain.

He patted Ilimoyas and asked her to land in front of the simple camp.

Yingge, who was training prisoner soldiers on the playground with a long whip in hand, looked up in surprise and saw the blue dragon carrying the familiar figure landing in front of him.

"Annan?"

Annan waved his hand.

"I said, we will see each other again."

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