Edge of the Apocalypse
Chapter 1217: Lava Well

Skyfire flickered in Allen's eyes. Even a highly intelligent creature like Armondo would find it hard to understand these words in the ears of other creatures. But he was different. He was different from the life in this world, because he came from outside this world. Now he began to suspect that the world was really deep in his consciousness? In other words, Allen had indeed entered a world of consciousness, but this consciousness was not his, but another existence.

When this thought arose, he was even more certain of it.

Just as Armand had said, this world could be seen as a projection of a will. That will was naturally a giant shadow that existed between heaven and earth. It was just that Amondo and the rest of the creatures were inside, and they couldn't jump out of the game like Ellen. So they hadn't realized it yet and understood it as the so-called "him" dream. But for a life in the projection world, having such an understanding was beyond Allen's expectations.

Armondo lowered his head and saw the flames in Allen's eyes. He clearly misunderstood Allen and humbly said, "Of course, I can't have such a deep understanding." All of this was taught to me by the wise Abyss Flame. The great Mitinus had existed in his dreams for countless years. Through exploration, understanding and practice, the Abyss Flame came to this conclusion and shared it with other kings. Only then did it have the rule that kings did not need to fight. Because it makes no sense at all. "

Armondo said excitedly, "Including the Abyss Flame, we are all waiting." Waiting for him to wake up, waiting for him to lead us to conquer another world. He is our common king, and before that, all we have to do is wait patiently. Your Highness the Dark King, you are no exception, so the Abyss Flame asked me to convey it to you. Outside the canyon, there is plenty of space for you to choose. No matter which land you choose, you can designate it as your territory. "

If Allen was just an ordinary king in the projection world, he would be happy to accept the proposal of the Abyss Flame. Just like what Armondo said, when they understood the meaning of the existence of the creatures in this world, then war was meaningless. Waiting was what they should do. However, Allen came from outside the world. He was not the ruler of this place, even though he had already bestowed the title of Dark King on him. But Alan had too many questions to answer. He didn't have time to wait for the giant shadow to awaken.

God knows how long he's been asleep.

Hundreds of millions of years? Or even longer?

'"Believe me, I am grateful to His Highness Mitinus for his kindness. But I still have to move forward. I have a place to go, and it will pass through the canyon. But I do not wish to fight against the Abyss Flame. It is not fear, but respect. If the Abyss Flame understands this, perhaps he can let me pass, even if it is an exception."

Armondo did not show any surprise. He nodded and said, "Indeed, as the Abyss Flame said, His Highness the Dark King will not easily stop fighting for a thousand li." Young kings should have this kind of courage, but the Abyss Flame had also said that the path to power did not necessarily require war. "If His Highness the Dark King is willing to stop you or bypass the canyon, then the Abyss Flame will be happy to provide you with a shortcut, a shortcut to increase your strength."

Apparently, this was another misunderstanding.

However, when he heard that there was a shortcut to increasing his strength, Alan was slightly moved and asked, "What kind of path is it?"

"Lava well." Armondo's voice was filled with a certain yearning: "That is the place where the Abyss Flame was born. It is located in the depths of the Flaming Canyon, where His Highness Mitinus was born." As for me, as well as a few other officials who served His Highness, they were also born from this place. "The Lava Well can provide us with one or two advancement opportunities. If you enter this place, I believe His Highness the Dark King's strength will increase by a bit, and it will be a qualitative increase!"

'"So you see, the Lava Well is so precious that His Highness will not open it to anyone. Even we need to accumulate enough credit to obtain the opportunity to enter the Lava Well. But for you, His Highness only has one condition, and that is to avoid a war between kings. This is easy, isn't it?"

Alan's heart skipped a beat.

Qualitative improvement? Wasn't it possible that the Lava Well would directly allow him to advance to Level 30? Allen was certain that his experience in this world would be of great benefit to him in the real world. Otherwise, searching for the gigantic figure in this world would be a complete process of atavism. Every battle here, every time he ascended, it would directly affect him outside the world.

Take the last time for example. He killed the Shadow of Flames, absorbed some of his opponent's Origin Energy, and became the Dark King. In the real world, he had directly advanced to the next level. This kind of upgrading speed was something that he had never dared to imagine in the past. One had to know that at his level, every advancement required a huge wave of time. Otherwise, how could so many powerful people basically not be able to advance any further? Not reluctance, but difficulties.

After reaching Level 30, the bottleneck became bigger and bigger, sometimes so big that it made people despair.

Therefore, a lava well that could allow one to gain leaps and bounds was as precious as it was precious. The Abyss Flame's offer was a sign of sincerity.

Alan nodded and said, "I will think carefully."

"I hope you won't think too much about it. Of course, for kings who have had a long time, I think the Abyss Flame can still afford to wait for a hundred or two hundred years." Armondo bowed and retreated, his body gradually emitting a flame.

Alan knew it was gone and waved the guards away. Armondo turned back into a ball of fire and slowly flew into the air before gradually accelerating his departure. Finally, it turned into a flaming meteor and threw itself into the valley where the Abyss Flame was located.

The sky was completely dark.

It turned out that there would be nights in this world. This was the first night that Alan had encountered since he had descended on this world many times. He sent the guards back and sat alone on the giant rock to look at the canyon. A moment later, he felt as if he had been pulled away from this world, so he knew that the time limit for staying here had come.

In a daze.

When he opened his eyes again, the dazzling sunlight from the east almost made Alan unable to open his eyes. However, after a while, he adapted to the light. In his eyes, the sun was a huge fireball. Those poisonous rays of light were completely filtered by him, so that he could see the true appearance of the sun.

Bai was lying on the ground beside him, sleeping soundly. The youth was curled up in a ball, drooling and sleeping soundly. Alan smiled and rubbed his hair. The youth opened his dazed eyes and said, "Wake up, we have to hurry today."

So the youth smashed his mouth and got up. He looked up and saw a few skinny wolves sneaking around in the distance. He pointed at Alan in vain, but he looked at Alan. The latter knew what he was thinking and shook his head. He gave up the idea of bringing those skinny wolves along and helped Alan bring the warhorses. A moment later, the two left on horseback.

Three days later, Sardinia was in sight.

Allen felt quite touched when he saw this trading capital again. He recalled that when he went north and passed by the city, he was shocked by Sardinia's grandeur and grandeur. But what attracted Alan the most was the vigor of the city. But now, lead clouds shrouded the sky above the city, and even the sunlight seemed powerless. The magnificent city walls were also fumigated by the flames of war, creating black, gray patches. A few sections of the city walls were obviously damaged, and then reinforced again. It was like patches on a luxurious robe, as dazzling and dazzling as it was.

The long road to Sardinia had originally passed through a forest, but now the forest was almost completely shoveled clean and the long road was in tatters. On both sides, the ground was charred, and only broken wood and broken rocks could be seen, not a trace of greenery could be seen. Outside the city, a camp had already been built. Alan could see the flag of the dragon army planted in the camp from afar. Woodrick and his army were indeed here.

Before they could get close to the city, a cavalry squad had already arrived. A dozen cavalry surrounded the two of them. The leader shouted, "Who are you?"

Alan casually took out the identity papers Lucy had prepared for him from his horse-side pocket. The cavalry captain took them and was shocked when he saw the Earl's title marked on them. The paper was delivered to Allen that afternoon after Tangerio personally presented him with the honor. As a result, apart from the Privy Council's certification seal, there was also a golden Twin Lions Seal on the document. This meant that Allen's identity was recognized by the royal family, and he was three points more honorable than an ordinary Earl. Of course, this document was definitely difficult to pass through in the Northern Lands, but in the south, it was still incomparably noble.

With that golden two-lion seal, Alan was as noble as a marquis. The captain was about to dismount and salute Alan, but he smiled and grabbed him with his hand. "Who is in charge of Sardinia now?" He said.

The captain hurriedly replied, "Previously, General Woodrick was in charge of military affairs and General Sling was in charge of managing the city. However, as the battle line shifted, the main force of the Giant Dragon Army also moved away. At present, General Sling is in charge of the city and the outskirts."

"Very well, I won't go into the city. Please inform General Silin that I'll be waiting for him outside the city. There's something I need the general's help with."

The captain nodded, "Then please come with us to the barracks to rest."

Entering the barracks, it was indeed very quiet. There weren't many soldiers there. Most of the soldiers who hadn't moved away with the main army were wounded and had limited combat strength, so they naturally stayed behind. Although the flag of the dragon army was hanging over the barracks, Alan had seen more Bucks. The cavalry captain invited Allen and the other two into a tent. He had already sent someone to inform Slyn, while he stayed behind to accompany them.

Alan casually asked about Sardinia's current situation, only to know that the situation here was even worse than that on Unicorn Ridge.

The Shadow Duchy activated both the north and south fronts at the same time, and each front was divided into several battlefields. Sardinia's side was one of the battlefields. The Shadow Guild used this city as one of the entry points to the south. What they saw was the current situation of Sardinia with high walls but no strong soldiers. When the army of the Shadow Duchy appeared, there were only five thousand Bucks in Sardinia. Sardinia was at a disadvantage in terms of number of troops, number of experts, and even quality. The outsiders were not in a hurry to attack either. They first cleared the forest leading to Sardinia, then surrounded the city. Finally, they used their superior strength to divide the army into several echelons to attack. The constant battles day and night left the troops in Sardinia with no time to rest.

Three days later, Sardinia City was already in danger. Fortunately, the dragon army that was heading south arrived at the critical moment. Under Woodrick's leadership, the Giant Dragon Army attacked the main force of the foreign army from behind, killing their opponent unprepared and temporarily relieving Sardinia of its predicament. After that, Roderick Marshal continued to send more troops to the city. In the end, Shadow Duchy's army was defeated and moved to the battlefield.

Right now, the dragon army was chasing after the enemy's tail, planning to devour all the remnants of the foreign race. Sardinia City only had one shell, and the city was empty of more than ten rooms. Before the war started, many residents had already quietly moved to Mosaior's side. Obviously, the Bear Armored Army of the Empire gave people more confidence. Even though the city with the Imperial Hall had raised its taxes, there were still a steady stream of people pouring into the city.

"Now that Mosaio is actually under the control of the Bear Armored Army, the mayor is completely in the air. Not to mention the orders of Roderick Marshal, even the orders of the Empire cannot enter that city." The cavalry captain sneered, "Great General Arkham is quite impressive now. I heard that he is building a palace for the General Council. Hey, he wants to be the king himself."

"Don't talk nonsense in front of Lord Alan." A dignified voice came from outside the tent. Then, the tent was opened, and General Silin, who had not seen him for a long time, strode in with a few officers. The cavalry captain immediately retreated, and Slyn laughed heartily as he opened his arms to welcome Alan.

After a hug, General Slyn took a few steps back and said, "It hasn't been a while since Lord Alan has reached this level. It seems that breaking through to Level 30 is only a matter of a year or two. Seeing you, my lord, I'm glad that you made the right decision."

"Oh, I still don't know what decision General Sling has made?"

Slyn pointed at Alan and shook his head. "Great people know that. Actually, they are not afraid to say it now," Slyn said, pointing at Alan and shaking his head. I have some investments in the Dark Lands. Unfortunately, Sir's trip to the north caused my investments to be in vain. At that time, there was more than one person who encouraged me to deal with my lord, but I was the most cautious person and had the intention of not moving. When Sir arrived in Sardinia, I saw that Sir was actually so young, so I decided to forget about revenge on Sir. "Youth is capital. Your Excellency already possesses such strength and power at this age. I can't afford to offend such a person."

"It's only been a few months now, and my lord has improved again. So, do you think my decision back then was extremely wise?"

Alan smiled and did not reply. He was not interested in this kind of mind-art, and Slyn was not the kind of person who would expose his shortcomings in his impression. Now that he had told Alan about the past, it was just a subtle change in the situation in the South. Allen escorted Julian down a thousand miles south, and Julian was now supported by the Iron Spear Hoey and the Boleyn Family. It was also well-informed that Sword Lord Mason would come forward to identify the current new prime minister of the empire as the murderer of Tangerio. For the time being, Julian had a huge advantage in the situation.

When news of the Iron Spear Ridge spread, Mason designated the Prime Minister. Even if Hawson refuted and denied it, it would be extremely disadvantageous for him as a king. In contrast, Julian would gain more recognition as a noble person beside His Highness the Prince. Without a doubt, Slyn didn't want Alan to suddenly flip through the old tent in the future. He simply made it clear now that the Black Nippon he had invested in had assassinated Alan in the great dueling arena.

If Alan pursued the matter to the end, Slyn, the mastermind, would not be able to escape.

Sure enough, Slyn lowered his voice and said, "I was offended at that time. I hope that Sir won't take offense. Of course, I will compensate Sir. Also, Sir was attacked outside Sardinia. I swear that it was definitely not me who did it, but the troops from the Sword Lord side. But now that things have changed, Sir won't pursue it anymore, right?"

Slyn meant that if Alan didn't pursue what Mason had done that day, he would be even less worthy of mentioning than Mason as a Bucks general. How could Ellen not understand his hint? He nodded and said, "Since the general took the initiative to tell us today, it is a sign of sincerity. Right now, our priority should be to resist the invasion of the Shadow Duchy. Before the country war, there was no need to mention personal matters, so the general did not have to worry about it."

Slyn heaved a sigh of relief and happily said, "Your Excellency's courage is admirable."

Alan smiled and said, "There's something I want the general to help me with."

"Lord, please tell me. As long as I can do it, Slyn will not refuse."

"It's not a big deal. I'm going to the Blood King's Cemetery. The cemetery is guarded by the Fire Lions. I'm afraid it's inconvenient for me to get in and out of it. I'd like to ask General Silin to write a letter of recommendation to General Ellig and ask him to pass through."

Silin was stunned and said, "Lord Alan, the situation in the Blood King's Tomb is not stable. What are you going there for?"

"I've already reached a bottleneck. If I want to break through in a short period of time, the Blood King's Cemetery should be a good training ground. I heard that the more vicious things the cemetery gets, the more vicious there will be. I want to try my luck there." Ellen didn't hide anything from him and directly told him why he had come.

Slyn nodded. "Since that's the case, I'll write a letter for you. However, I can't guarantee that General Ellig won't let him go."

Alan also knew that it would be more important for Woodrick to write this letter, but he couldn't just go to the front and ask the Great General of the Giant Dragon Army to write him a letter of recommendation, could he? "It doesn't matter," he said calmly. "Even if General Ellig doesn't let go, I won't blame General Slyn."

"Alright, Your Excellency, wait a moment."

Slyn sent for a pen and paper, wrote a letter and stamped it with his own seal, and handed it to Alan. Alan looked at it and put it away. A moment later, he said goodbye to Slyn and circled around Sardinia, heading towards the Dead Valley. He and Bai rushed forward at full speed. In the evening, they finally saw the road into the valley, the starting point of death.

This place was even more lifeless than the wilderness outside of Sardinia City. The highway was still gradually entering the valley. The setting sun had already been completely covered by the mountains, and only a bloody blush could be seen. Illuminating the entire valley with a murderous aura, Alan sprinted his horse wildly. Before the sun set on the horizon, he looked up a high slope and saw the mountain covered by thick clouds halfway up the mountain.

Hell Mountain!

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