After talking to Okkogan, Lu En was in no hurry to leave.

He also wanted to visit another king whose location he knew.

As mentioned before, King Bila of Eternal Darkness, the King of Hell who surrendered to humans, is relatively weak among the kings because he only has one skill at level 9, and this skill is not as powerful as magic, and he also has...

There are hidden wounds, the road is cut off, there is no possibility of progress, and all that is left in this life is waiting for death.

But for Lu En, Bila poses more of a threat to him than any king. Although Lu En himself is a muscular man who can break stone tablets with one punch and can twist iron into a discus with his fleshy palms, compared with his opponent, his physical fitness is

It looks the same as nothing.

Magic has many functions, can do many things, has a wide range of influence, and has all kinds of incredible magic. However, magic skills have a fatal weakness, that is, they cannot be moved at will. Any magic needs to build an array and inject magic power.

A process of reaction.

For high-level magic users, this process can be compressed to a very short time. For example, Lu En can cast dozens of magics below level 5 in 0.1 second, or complete a level 8 magic in one second.

After being released for six seconds, a level 9 powerful magic can be released.

But the process is unavoidable.

So in this process, Lu En would be beaten by the Lord of Eternal Darkness until he could no longer take care of himself, so Billa was the biggest threat to him. If it wasn't forced, Lu En didn't want to see him. After all, I heard that he was a

People who are extreme and irritable join the human camp purely for Okkogan, and they may not necessarily give Lu En face.

But no matter what, I still have to go.

Lu En knows very well that what he is doing is a great undertaking, and all great undertakings must have a long road. There are many things to do and many things to think about, and they must be done one by one.

Teleporting with Kara again, he appeared in a... garden.

It's a real garden, just like a human's.

The neatly trimmed trees and flowers have sweet fruits hanging on them, and there are glistening dewdrops on the fruits, which makes people appetite just looking at them.

The shining marble building has a typical human aristocratic architectural style. It is gorgeous and exquisite but highlights the grandeur. It is like the top of the human empire, displaying its grand plans and wanting to swallow the entire world.

Outside is the red wasteland of hell, but in this garden, everything is so beautiful, like a peaceful and harmonious paradise.

The fluctuations in Lu En's teleportation were not big, and it could be said to be very peaceful. However, after all, it was a level 9 person who came in person. It was impossible to say that Bila couldn't find it.

Almost instantly, a hand quietly came within three meters of Lu En.

Kara didn't react until she was at this distance.

During the teleportation, in order to save Lu En's magic power, she had already returned to human form, so at this time, Kara's body immediately started to react.

More than seventy skills appeared on her at the same time, all at level 3, combined into one incredibly terrifying skill.

But...I reacted, but my body couldn't keep up with the reaction.

Too fast, Bila's speed is too fast

At such an astonishing speed, even the space began to change faintly, as if there were some mysterious rules suppressing Bila's movements, preventing him from going faster.

Ka-

"I can't stop it." This thought came to Kara's mind.

But...if you don't care, the person behind you will be attacked.

Just thinking about it, like moving a rusty door, every joint bursts out with shocking strength, and forcibly breaks away from the shackles——

First there was the sound of impact, and then there was a harsh stabbing sound like the exchange of weapons.

It’s the sound of dragon scales colliding with nails!

It is unimaginable that when the two cuticles derived from the flesh collide together, they will make the sound of saws cutting steel bars.

Sparks flew everywhere, it could even be said to be a small explosion.

In just one thousandth of a breath, the two sides have already fought once.

Kara's eyes were angry, her arms had transformed into dragons, her wings spread out, and she stood in front of Lu En. A lot of dragon scales fell off, blood dripped down, and there were already cracks in the bones.

Just one blow.

At that moment, Lu En didn't react at all. He was a mage after all. Fortunately, Kara blocked it at that moment.

"Oh? It's just a level 9...can actually block me in front of hell?" Billa's tone was a little surprised: "She is also a woman? Interesting."

The king in hell is almost equivalent to level 10, and has completely reached level 10 in terms of power, but his essence remains at level 9.

This level of improvement is overwhelming for an ordinary level 9, but just now, Bila took action himself, and although it was not at full strength, it was actually blocked by someone!

"But how many more times can you block it?" Bila was eager to try.

Then, he noticed that the person who had teleported to the ground had a faint pressure, but he did not recognize this person.

But judging from the other person's aura, they shouldn't be weak either. The two of them...well, I don't know what their purpose is.

Bila, the King of Eternal Darkness, is moody and paranoid. He doesn't think there is anything wrong with taking action. The other party fell into his garden without notice. To him, it is already a provocation. It is normal for him to teach him a lesson.

.

But Kara made his eyes light up. She was so beautiful, powerful, able to stop his sudden attacks, and had that endearing temperament...

This caused him to completely ignore the people behind him.

Who is behind it? Who cares, he doesn't care anyway, he is the king of hell, and this is hell.

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The sticky spider web wraps the passage, forming a tubular corridor. Above the spider web tunnel, endless spider silk is shining but gray, rolling like a huge wave, filling the entire space.

This is the depths of the void, above the planet, on the passage between the moon and the imperial capital.

The huge ectoplasmic spider web spreads in the boundless space. A spider with a shining gem shell is entrenched in the center of the spider web. At the same time, the silk thread circling around him is constantly pulling outwards, connecting the cause and effect lines.

Connected to somewhere in the overworld.

The spider's whisper echoes in the cobweb, making it creepy.

The stage is set.

The sky and the earth are outlined with thick ink and thick colors, and the distant cities and travelers in the wind are embellished with light brushstrokes.

The curtain at night is dark, and the conspiracy layout is old and mysterious enough. The majestic battlefield mural is being painted. Everything is staged in an orderly manner. On the stage of destiny, everyone is an actor and everyone is an audience.

The spider is sitting behind the scenes like a puppet master, waiting for the moment when the puppets are brought to the stage one by one with silk threads. He weaves everything in time into a web of stories, and uses every tiny detail to

Vibration controls the progress of the story, just like a writer writing the world.

In the center of the stage is a flame like the shining sun. Beside him, countless small figures are chasing the brilliance of the sun, but they are placed in the shadows, almost invisible.

Surrounding Yaoyang and the villain are murals of war, depicting terrifying armies holding sharp blades, driving wild beasts, and rushing to the top of the city.

Warriors surround the sun, and the sun, surrounded by countless such warriors, becomes the greatest hero, greater than all warriors.

"This will be the ending I promised you, are you satisfied?" The spider gently plucked the web, like plucking strings.

"Very dissatisfied." The young emperor of the empire stood at the gathering point of countless spider threads and shook his head gently.

"Really? But this is your destiny."

"You were born to be a hero. Whether it is your talent, your character, or your race as a human being, you were born for this purpose."

The spider's calm voice spread through the spider web: "Because of this, you were chosen to become the emperor."

"Selected, alas... your tone really makes my heart ache. Who can choose me? You? With all due respect, you are not qualified." The emperor sighed helplessly.

But even after saying this, the emperor still did not resist the fate that the other party was weaving. I don't know why.

He just stood in the endless void, silently watching this huge gem spider weave a story.

The spider made of ectoplasm in front of us is a playwright and a compiler of epics. He is not a hero, he is a being who "makes heroes".

The only divination person in the world 9.

The emperor couldn't help but come up with this idea.

In many heroic epics, who is the most important being? Many people think it is the hero himself, but that is not true. The most important being is... the spider in front of him.

His thoughts were immediately "divined" by the spider.

"It's a very good idea. I think so too. In the epic, I am the most important."

"I allow heroes to be called heroes. I allow heroes to sacrifice for their beliefs."

The spider looked very proud:

"One chapter after another of praise, one hero after another who died, this beautiful world always needs those bright sparks to embellish it, don't you think so?"

"This world is grander than all other worlds, more magnificent than all other worlds, so there must be beautiful things corresponding to it. Those heroes, they are in death, the spirituality bursting out from the spirit, the weak body

The magnificent things that can be created in the world, the profound miracles brought about in desperate situations, are the most gorgeous decorations worthy of this world!"

"I will use history to add color to this world, Your Majesty, don't you think so? Isn't this the wish in your heart?"

Spiders seem to be rarely able to communicate, so they don't hesitate to speak.

But the emperor sighed slightly: "Weaver, are you deaf?" The emperor sat down cross-legged: "I don't care what you think, but people like us cannot be manipulated."

"You can lose, you can die, but you can't be controlled."
To be continued...