Chapter 411 Demon Hunting 4

'So far, I have left "footprints" of the three elements of wind, water, and earth in the "lower level" of the Land of Gods. I only need the last element of fire to meet the key conditions for promotion to the fifth level...'

Jilan rode a feral sheep and galloped through the dense forest. He looked thoughtful and thought in his heart.

A strong wind blew across his face, raising the tips of his gradient hair.

‘The intensity of gnosis and spirituality can be achieved in a month at most with the help of the meditation method "Dream of Ten Thousand Flowers" and the improved secret medicine "Lava Balm". ’

'There are still 2,000 points of mysterious energy left, and then let "Beautiful" deduce the fifth-level essence of the player's path...'

‘In this way, you can successfully advance to level 5! ’

Ji Lan was planning in her heart and looking forward to it.

Not long after.

He returned to the vicinity of the pool.

The caracal, which was more than two meters high at the shoulders, slowly slowed down and finally stopped at the edge of the pool.

Running wildly all the way, it didn't even pant at all. It still grinned its ferocious big mouth and remained calm and composed.

Gilan turned over and patted the sheep's belly gently.

"What-"

What surprised him was that the feral sheep's cry was completely different from its terrifying appearance. It seemed very docile and soft, which formed a great contrast.

Ji Lan couldn't help but chuckle and dismissed the feral sheep.

The mount turned into a ball of green fire, drifted in the wind and disappeared without a trace.

"Miss Yevney." Gilan took two steps forward and called to the quiet pool.

Soon, a streak of blond hair emerged from the water.

The fairy Yeffney in the pool appears again.

"Sir, are you back so soon?" she asked curiously.

"Yeah." Gillan nodded. "I plan to borrow the entrance of your 'corridor' under the pool and enter it."

Yevni smiled and said:

"If you please, sir."

Jilan stopped talking. Instead, he held down his hat with one hand and his gray cane with the other, and jumped directly towards the pool.

thump!

His whole body sank into the water.

Water splashes everywhere.

The water in the pool was quite cold, but it was nothing to Jilan. He adjusted his position, put his head down, and swam toward the bottom.

I didn't realize it when I was on the shore, but when I actually entered the water, I realized that the water was actually very deep, at least dozens or even hundreds of meters.

As we dive deeper, the light gets darker and darker.

Gilan unfolded his spiritual vision to explore the way forward.

But he soon became startled.

Because within the scope of his spiritual vision, he captured an extremely huge body.

It is more than ten meters long and three to four meters wide. It is smooth and green and covered with dazzling and strange patterns. With four legs, webbed claws, and a long tail, it looks like a salamander magnified countless times...

Ji Lan's heart trembled.

He expanded the scope of his spiritual vision, scanned the body of the "giant salamander", and looked up. Immediately, he was surprised to find that its head was connected to Yevni's upper body.

'It turns out that this is the true face of the "Fairy in the Pool"...'

The image of a beautiful woman emerging from the water is just the "head" of this salamander monster!

Jilan withdrew his perception and couldn't help but secretly sigh that everything in the "lower level" of the Land of Gods was indeed as absurd as the rumors.

He continued to swim to the dark and cold bottom of the pool.

Not for a moment.

Gillan's vision found a rotten wooden door standing in the mud at the bottom. The door frame is intact, but covered with moss and algae, and the brass spherical door handle still emits a faint light.

'That should be the entrance to the "corridor". ’

Ji Lan found the target and accelerated his swimming speed.

He came to the wooden door and reached out to grab the door handle.

One twist, one push.

Wow——

Suddenly, a vortex appeared from the crack in the door.

A strong suction force directly pulled Ji Lan in.

After a period of dizziness, Jilan suddenly felt a strong wind with a rotten smell blowing in his face.

His body was uncontrollable and he staggered forward a few steps before he stood still.

Snap!

Looking up, Jilan was shocked to see that he had arrived on a desolate plain.

Turn around and look back.

The wooden door was still standing, but it had closed on its own.

'It seems that Eveni did not lie to me...'

Jilan thought to himself, looking at the surrounding environment.

As far as the eye can see, there is only yellow-brown land. The sky was dark, like a musty gray curtain. You can also see a lot of jagged red rocks scattered in the distance.

There are no people here, not even a lizard can be seen.

But some huge skeletons that are as big as houses are located everywhere. In particular, some of the bones that curve upward and gather in an arch shape clearly resemble the ribs of some giant creature.

There was dead silence.

The horizon further away is like a canvas that has been erased by an eraser, blurry, dirty, and full of illusions.

Ji Lan took a deep breath and smelled the rotten smell that permeated the environment.

He thought of some occult knowledge taught by his teacher Parra.

There is actually a "transition zone" between the "lower level" and the "corridor" of the Land of Gods.

This area is more disorderly and dangerous than the "lower level". At the same time, it is also a place often haunted by devils.

"Weiwei." Gilan touched the sapphire ring on the middle finger of her right hand and summoned her little familiar.

The enchanting little man flapped his bat wings and flew to Jilan's shoulder.

"Huh." It looked around, looking surprised. "Master, this seems to be the 'Border of Hell'!"

"Limbo?" Ji Lan raised his eyebrows.

This place name was not unfamiliar to him.

At the beginning of the journey, the book that led him to the "Path of the Fire Sword" was described in "The Secret Records of the Branding Iron" written by Sadie Balbina.

The ritual that summoned Vivi was called "The Temptation of the Border of Hell".

"Have you been here?" Gilan asked.

"Well..." Vivi was stunned for a moment, then answered. "Vivi was here at the time, and received the call of the master's ritual, and then went to the mortal world."

"I see." Gilan understood.

The summoning ritual does not seem to be able to communicate directly with hell, and is interfered by some invisible force in the middle.

Only by leaving hell and coming to this transitional zone can one receive the call from the mortal world...

At this time, Weiwei looked into the distance and said:

"After Weiwei lost her territory, she has been wandering in hell, crossing the 'corridor' and 'castle' from the 'green grass', and finally arrived at the 'border trial'."

"Because of my status as a noble, the 'judge' did not embarrass me and let me leave hell... Then, I came here."

After Weiwei's story, Jilan learned some information about hell.

As teacher Pala said, "hell" does exist in the "corridor" of the God's hometown, but Weiwei does not know this.

It does not even know what the "corridor" is.

In hell, the hierarchy is strict.

The lord must be a noble, and the nobles are also divided into three, six, nine, and all based on strength as a hard condition.

Ordinary devils obey the lord and fear the nobles. The second-class nobles obey the higher-class nobles.

The higher the strength and status of the devil nobles, the larger their territory is, and it is also located deeper in hell.

According to Weiwei, there are nine layers in hell. The first seven layers are inhabited by a large number of men, sons, and earls, while the eighth and ninth layers are the residences of marquises and grand dukes.

And Weiwei's former territory is on the second layer.

Hearing this, Jilan couldn't help but think of "Dog Uncle" Schnauzer and "Fen Hou" Joe.

These two are both strong men in hell.

Of course, the famous evil god "Sulfur Lord" is indispensable.

According to legend, He is the king of hell, the source of all disasters, and the mortal enemy of "Noon Dawn" Omer.

"Weiwei, since you are more familiar with this place, can you help me find other demons wandering here."

Jilan asked the little demon.

Weiwei nodded obediently and said:

"No problem, master."

After that, it flew from Jilan's shoulder and led the way in the air ahead.

In the past six months that Weiwei has followed Jilan, she has swallowed the evil sand of her own kind several times, and her strength has improved a lot. He has grown from the original "Baron of the Second Ring" to the current "Viscount of the First Ring".

Even in hell, he is not considered a weakling.

With her own uniqueness, she sensed the breath of her kind.

Soon, Weiwei found a direction.

"I smell the smell of the devil, master, follow me."

Jilan nodded, held his hat, picked up his cane, and hurriedly followed.

One person and one demon shuttled through the dead wasteland. After walking for several miles, Jilan saw four or five slender black figures from a distance, sitting or standing beside a pile of red rocks, looking bored.

'Five demons...'

Jilan glanced at them, but was quite disappointed.

Because in his opinion, these demons were weak and were not at the level of nobles or lords.

According to teacher Pala, the soul strength contained in ordinary demons is not enough and is not suitable as the material of the "Philosopher's Stone".

"Kill them all." Jilan said lightly.

"Yes, Master!" Weiwei agreed, and then flapped her wings and flew towards the five demons.

In the process, it restored its original appearance.

A grim smile appeared on its beautiful face, and the tail of the arrow swayed, rubbing its claws.

The five demons also discovered Jilan and Weiwei at the same time. They were startled at first, and then fled in all directions.

In the cognition of the demons, humans who can come to the border of hell are definitely not good people. And the one flying straight towards them is a demon viscount, and the innate sense of oppression of the nobles makes them instinctively feel fear.

However, Weiwei's speed is several times faster than theirs. In just a few breaths, the claws tore the demons apart.

The sharp tail of the arrow pierced the chest of the last demon, causing it to self-ignite into a handful of black gravel in pain and wailing.

After a while.

Weiwei held the five-in-one "Evil Sand" and flew directly to Jilan, asking for credit:

"Master, Weiwei killed them all."

"Well done." Jilan said lightly. "These 'evil sands' are for you, eat them all."

"Thank you, Master!" Weiwei was delighted.

It could no longer hold back its hunger, and directly buried its head to suck up all the "evil sands" in its hand.

After eating all of them, Weiwei stretched out its long black tongue and licked its lips, feeling a little unsatisfied.

"Let's go, continue hunting."

Jilan adjusted his hat and said.

"This time I'll let you eat your fill."

"Yes! Master!" Weiwei was very happy and said quickly.

In this way, the man and the demon went in another direction, searching for the traces of the devil.

In the next period of time, Weiwei followed the breath and found the places where the devils gathered one after another.

There were more than a dozen of them, and there were two or three of them, but without exception, they all died under Weiwei's claws and arrow tails.

It was just that these were just ordinary demons, useless to him.

So, he gave all the "evil sands" left by the death and burning of the demons to Weiwei.

After eating these, Weiwei was finally full.

According to it, after this meal, it was not far from the next strength improvement.

Jilan was also quite satisfied with this.

After that, one person and one familiar hunted a lot of demons, adding up to 20 to 30.

The "evil sands" left by these demons were bottled by Jilan.

He followed Weiwei to the next place while playing with a bottle of "evil sands".

Suddenly, Jilan thought of something.

'Since the "Sage Secret Mark" can be refined into mysterious materials by consuming points... then can the mysterious materials be decomposed into points in reverse? '

Thinking of this, he was eager to try.

Jilan held the glass bottle in his hand and directly activated the brand on the palm.

Crack!

I saw dense silver arcs suddenly appearing, jumping on Jilan's palm.

A full bottle, a full standard unit of "Evil Sand" was immediately decomposed, turned into powder, and flew from Jilan's fingers.

In the corner of Jilan's sight, there was only "62" mysterious points left, and then it jumped to "82".

Seeing this, Jilan's face was full of joy.

'It really works! '

He thought again.

'Yes... "Colorful" is similar to alchemy in a sense. It is also decomposition and reconstruction, but it is limited to corrupting mysterious creatures and then strengthening myself. '

'And the "Sage Secret Pattern" is equivalent to adding a "plug-in" to it, providing another optional direction. '

Jilan immediately took out the rest of the "Evil Sand" he had collected, put them all in his hand and decomposed them.

In theory, the devil, as a spirit, cannot be corrupted into points by "Colorful". But through this tricky method, Jilan still achieved his goal of obtaining energy.

Dozens of bottles of "Evil Sand" were decomposed.

Jilan obtained 560 points of mysterious energy, and the number of colors in his eyes showed "622".

He further developed the method of combining "Sage's Secret Pattern" with "Colorful", and Jilan was in a very good mood.

The smile on his face became brighter and brighter.

Just at this time, Weiwei also brought good news.

I saw it suddenly stopped in the air, turned around, and said to Jilan:

"Master, Weiwei smelled a strong breath, which should belong to the devil nobles."

"Finally found it?" Jilan raised his eyebrows. "Can you estimate the other party's strength and rank?"

"Hmm..."

Weiwei pondered for a while, closed her eyes again, and looked up to sniff.

After a while, it opened its eyes again.

"Not much different from Weiwei, probably the first level of Viscount... But there are other devils around him, quite a lot of them, he must be a lord."

"The more the better!"

Jilan grinned.

"This time, I'll do it myself."