Chapter 413 – The Powerful Lord of Abyss (1/2)

The closed doors of the city lord manor opened, and demons dressed in black poured in, quickly occupying the front yard.

A stream of footsteps resounded from outside. Before long, countless demons leaped onto the buildings and looked down at Fatty’s group.

With the emergence of the Lord of Abyss, more and more demons appeared around.

“So much experience!” To the surprise of the Lord of Abyss, these mortal men that, in his eyes were bound to die, didn’t show any fear and even looked excited instead.

“It's agreed! Fatty, you are not allowed to move,” HeadofGod sternly reminded Fatty for fear that he would use the Elemental Sword Diagram and just wipe out the enemies.

“Alright, I’ll just deal with that old thing.” Fatty smiled wryly.

“Be careful, if this Lord of Abyss is the same one from ten thousand years ago, then he’s no weaker than Marshal Ferotiger,” a vice-marshal warned.

“That formidable?” Fatty was shocked, and it suddenly dawned on him. Being able to live for such a long time itself already represented a kind of ability.

“Kill!” Not waiting for the Lord of Abyss to spout any more nonsense, the players initiated the charge.

The Lord of Abyss waved his hand slightly, and the surrounding demons immediately uttered chilling howls. Their bodies emitted wisps of black mist that merged with the black fog around.

One could imagine the strength of these demons seeing how they had been able to exist in Abyss City that had been quiet for ten thousand years. Each was around the 8th enhancement, and some were very close to the 9th.

However, the players were nothing to look down upon either. They, whose average level was of the 7th enhancement, formed a small circular formation. Just like a rock that stood firm after being swept by the tide for hundreds of millions of years, they sustained through the demons’ attacks again and again.

Fatty and the two vice-marshals were indifferent to this. They all had their eyes on the Lord of Abyss standing atop a building.

“Say,” Fatty said slowly. “Aren’t you ashamed to call yourself the city lord?”

The face of the Lord of Abyss under the black mask froze for a second.

“Look at yourself, you’re penniless. Us guests have come all the way here and don't even get to drink a cup of tea. Shouting, fighting, and killing as soon as we meet? I know, you’re afraid we’ll eat your food. Fine, we'll leave now. We’re not gonna eat anything, okay?”

Fatty flailed his limbs animatedly as he spoke. The faces of the two vice-marshals behind him and also the Lord of Abyss darkened at the same time.

“Look at you, such misery, you’re so poor that you have no face to see people and hide here for so many years, and you have the gall to call yourself the lord of Abyss City. Look at this brother, the lord of Sky City. Among other things, my city is filled with magic stones, we even use magic stones to travel…”

As Fatty blabbered on and on, the face of the Lord of Abyss was so dark it looked like it would rain. Before Fatty could a break to drink some water then continue his speech, a loud roar echoed and the two guards behind the Lord of Abyss leaped towards Fatty.

The two guards were both at the Divine tier. The two vice-marshals’ hearts jumped. Each choosing an opponent, they also leaped out and led the Demon guards to fight elsewhere.

Fatty’s vicinity was empty as everyone had rushed out to fight. The Lord of Abyss rode a black Demonic beast, treading on air with clicking sounds towards him.

“You are the Sky City Lord?” A dull voice came from under the black armor. The Lord of Abyss stopped his mount when he was 100 meters away from Fatty in the air.

“That’s right! They all say Sky City and Abyss City are among the seven neutral main cities, so there’s no need to fight to the death, don’t you think? Why don't you come down for a talk over tea? My treat.” Fatty laughed hollowly.

“Die.” The Lord of Abyss didn’t want to indulge in Fatty’s nonsense. He reached out, and a long spear with a ferocious black dragon coiling it appeared in his hand.

The spear suddenly quickly jabbed forth a little, and a black light flew straight at Fatty.

“Oh wow! You’re really attacking! Really not gonna maintain any goodwill between us?” Fatty hurriedly jumped away. The black light landed on the ground, piercing out a tilted, fist-sized hole of unknown depth.

“You talk too much.” The Lord of Abyss spurred his mount over, while the spear sent out another black light.

“Heck, is that a spear or a laser gun?” Fatty was quite upset, a top Divine opponent like the Lord of Abyss was nothing to be sneezed at. He waved out the Elemental Skill Book.

The skill book quickly flipped pages while shooting out spells in succession. Fire, earth, water, and ice magic all had their own unique effects. For a moment, the Lord of Abyss was flustered by the influx of spells.

“Humph!”

Then, the Lord of Abyss snorted. A black circle suddenly glowed from his body, and all the attacks from Fatty soundlessly vanished upon hitting it.

“Forbidden magic? Don’t you have any shame left?” Fatty flew into a rage. It was already impossible for him to beat this fellow, and now even the only thing he could rely on was nullified.

“Chase after me if you have the ability, I’ll consider you formidable if you can catch me.”

Helpless, Fatty could only resort to the Elemental Movement Arts and ‘walked’ out of the city lord manor. The Lord of Abyss swept a glance at the players in the field, then shook the reins slightly.