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"Thanks to His Majesty's love, Catherine will never expect His Majesty."

The Dark Saint Maiden saluted solemnly to the Demon God's Phantom, then held the fruit of the Holy Tree and walked towards the Dark Saint Tree.

"I have selected several assistants for you, but unfortunately one of them was attacked and was defeated and captured not long ago."

The demon god's phantom sighed slightly, "I hope you can come out alive, otherwise the fallen demon realm ruled by God and the dark council you care about will suffer a painful impact in the future."

The dark saint paused, then his expression became solemn several times, and he walked forward towards the inside of the dark saint tree.

The Demon God Phantom glanced at the back of the Dark Saint, and after a long time he didn't say anything, he really needed this human saint from Earth.

If his strength cannot be demonstrated at the Hell Conference or even defeated, then his fallen demon realm is likely to become the first party to be attacked during the turbulent period of hell.

At that time, facing the attacks of the two demons, the God of Light, who is as deep as the sea of ​​enemies as him, will definitely take the opportunity to chase and kill him.

Even though he is a demon god, he may not be able to support him.

At this point, the demon god's phantom turned his eyes to look at another human who was still kneeling on the ground. After looking at it for a while, his eyes narrowed slightly and he said, "A tiny human, I heard you want to find out the true meaning of death?"

"Yes, His Majesty the Demon God!"

The necromancer Gabriel quickly replied with excitement and fear, "My dream is to master the true meaning of death and become the greatest necromancer in the world!"

"Ha, it's really fearless for those who don't know, but I appreciate you." The demon god's phantom laughed lightly and thought, "It's a pity to convert you into a lich, which is a big deal..."

"So you come with me." After the demon god's shadow said that, he began to float behind the holy tree.

The undead wizard Gabriel quickly kowtowed and thanked him, and got up and followed the shadow of the demon god who was leaving.

As for the sheep's head, the Demon Bafumi, it has been wrapped around the vines of the dark holy tree, and a huge cocoon has been reshaped.

The fallen demon Samar wants to return half of Baph’s soul and power to him.

By that time, Baphim will be restored to a true hell demon king, and he will be controlled and controlled by the Dark Saint.

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At this time, the moon was already on the treetops, far away in the hinterland of the Purgatory Demon Realm, the Great City of Liuhuo led by the Red Refining Demon King. Life at night has just begun.

Liuhuo City is brightly lit and prosperous at this time. A night market is set up on the streets, with all kinds of ethnic groups bustling with bustling, a peaceful and rich scene.

However, every city has its most decaying place, which is usually called a black market by people, and the black market in hell has brought this decaying to the fullest.

At this time, Wang Yan and others who were traveling in the black market were led by the appraiser Zoe to the most core area, the lowest level and the most decadent slave trading area in the black market.

This place is different from the uppermost free market and the second floor core auction area. If you want to come to this largest slave market, you need to indicate your identity.

First of all, these slaves came from various channels, either war prisoners, or smuggling crimes behind the scenes. Who knows if there will be a companion of slaves who want to rescue and cause trouble? It would be bad if the noble buyer was hurt. Therefore, the identity information of the slaves is not announced to the outside world.

Secondly, you need a certain status and wealth to be allowed to enter, otherwise you will buy slaves if you don’t have money? The black market party will not provide you with services at all.

Of course, Wang Yan and others did not need to indicate any identity or conditions. He could go wherever he wanted here. No one dared to stop them. Instead, they followed behind them to please, fearing that the hospitality would be inadequate, which made Wang Yan and others unhappy.

This is the difference between identity and level, which is particularly prominent in the Hell World and is also the most basic survival rule here.

Under the leadership of the appraiser Zoe, the group took the floating platform and slowly fell to the lower floor.

A grand slave trade fair is held here almost every night, and Wang Yan and others are at the right time.

As the floating platform fell, Wang Yan looked around and saw that the entire third floor was built into a large slave trading venue, which was much smaller than the first and second floors, but the main venue was still enough to accommodate tens of thousands of people. In addition, other leisure areas provided for guests and other related areas, it was probably more spacious than several large sports halls on earth.

At this time, the main venue where Wang Yan and others were going to were crowded with people, including nobles, wealthy businessmen, and some ordinary residents who had saved some money and wanted to come here to pay for a few high-quality slaves.

The slaves sold here are much better than those outside, and the lowest-level slaves also require dozens, hundreds of gold coins, and some higher-level slaves, so they will have to buy thousands of magic crystal coins.

Therefore, slave trading is also a pillar industry that makes a lot of money in black market trading.

However, as for Wang Yan personally, he can buy a slave with a s-level or above using 10,000 magic crystals, or ten kilograms of fire marrow. This cost-effectiveness is absolutely cost-effective.

Just take the super-powered organizations on the earth that are eager to seek talents. If they are asked to buy ten kilograms of fire marrow and exchange for a half-step S-level strongman, those organizations will definitely sell their money and buy as much as they can.

The reason is simple. Strength is the hard truth. Wealth is death, but top-notch people can help the organization grow and make more wealth. Of course, there is no need to say much about the benefits of this.

Of course, even in the hell world, there are very few high-level slaves. Slaves who can reach half a step are worth at least tens of thousands of magic crystals, but very few.

If you can reach the level of S legend, it is the level of the Lord of Hell. All the strong men of this level are personal characters and rarely become slaves. However, once they become slaves, they are often sky-high prices and are usually auctioned publicly and cannot be easily purchased.

As Wang Yan and others gradually entered the venue, the noisy hawking sounds and filthy comments around began to rise and fall one after another.

The air is filled with the wet deliciousness mixed with blood, and the complex odor of tobacco and sweat.

Wang Yan and Lord Chihuo didn't care much, but Princess Chifu and Lydia both frowned in disgust. The appraiser Zoe also looked cold and seemed to be disgusted by such places. It seemed that she rarely came to this place.

At this moment, on the floor at the end of the crowd, a giant like a mountain of meat gradually came into the eyes of Wang Yan and others.

Wang Yan and others naturally turned their eyes and Lord Chihuo smiled excitedly and said, "Oh, isn't that our old acquaintance, the ogre Abulon Giant Mason? Why are you lying there?"

"Hiss." Lord Chihuo hurriedly stepped forward a few steps, looked carefully, couldn't help but take a breath, turned around and said to Lydia: "Tsk tsk tsk tsk, this unlucky ogre is beaten to death by you!"

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Chapter completed!