The journey went smoothly, and Jose followed the **** servant who came specially to guide him into the kingdom of God and teleported to a milky white hall.

The milky white hall exudes a slight sacred brilliance, two sculptures of angels with wings spread out at the door, and complicated patterns are carved on the walls, setting off the majesty and sacredness of the hall.

"My lord, well, God is waiting for you in the hall," the **** attendant made a please gesture toward the door.

Jose nodded, and walked to the huge door of the holy hall.

Crossing the threshold, Honglong saw the scene inside the hall.

Two sturdy stone pillars support the two sides of the hall like guards, and prop up the luxurious dome with carved reliefs. Bunches of platinum beams sprinkle from the dome, and the chants chanted by the girl faintly echo, as if it has the effect of purifying the soul.

Jose is free from confusion, but then he wakes up, slightly surprised in his heart: "This song can affect his mind."

The red dragon didn't think much, his gaze shifted to the end of the hall, and a crystal ball larger than the head of the red dragon was suspended out of thin air at the end of the hall, about three stories above the ground.

Beside the crystal ball, there is also an old man who is also floating in the air. The old man is wiping the crystal ball.

The old man has white beard and hair, and dressed in a plain white robe, looking like an elegant and easy-going old man next door.

However, Honglong felt that the old man's body was latent with a majestic energy that was like an abyss and a prison, which made his heart palpitating.

At this moment, this situation and situation.

The identity of the old man is naturally needless to say, he is the master of this kingdom of God, the sage of the **** of light and justice, and the **** name Harriman.

Jose has some information about Harriman, the shining sage.

The Glory Sage was originally the high priest of the God of Light and Justice on a certain plane. His plane was invaded by the abyss. He tried his best to sacrifice himself and failed to save the plane.

Although he failed to save the plane, the spirit of the shining sage moved the **** of light and justice. After his death in the battle, he took his soul back to the kingdom of God, transformed into an angel, and focused on training.

In the end, the sage Hui Yao made great contributions by virtue of his strength, and by chance and coincidence, became the **** of the **** of light and justice as an angel.

"Your Excellency Harriman, I'm here," Jose said with a thought, and appeared 100 meters behind Hui Yao Sage.

Sage Hui Yao heard the voice of the red dragon, turned around and looked at the red dragon, and couldn't help but marvel in his heart: "As expected of the red dragon genius in the mouth of the Lord God."

Long before the red dragon left, he had received a message from the Alliance of Gods, had learned the news of the upcoming red dragon, and also knew the purpose of the red dragon's arrival.

Without the slightest nonsense, the sage Hui Yao stretched out a hand: "Bring things."

Jose took out a small bottle with the blood of the Dark Throat.

The small bottle flew from the hand of the red dragon and flew towards the hand of the sage Huiyao.

Sage Hui Yao took the bottle, opened the cork and smelled it, and he had a judgment in his heart: "Yes, it's the smell of the guy in the Dark Maw."

He turned to face the crystal ball and poured the dark throat blood in the bottle onto the crystal ball.

"This crystal ball is my divine instrument crystal pupil orb. I will use the power of the divine instrument to locate the Dark Throat for you," said the sage Hui Yao, chanting a spell.

Jose stood there, watching the shining sage activate the artifact.

It was the first time that he saw other artifacts other than the Scepter of Catastrophe, and he couldn't help but take a look at Jingtong Orb.

In the real world, the real artifact is not the rotten streets described in third-rate knight novels, and the protagonist can pick it up when he goes out.

The true artifact casting process is extremely cumbersome, and the materials required are rare treasures, even the most inferior auxiliary materials are also invaluable, such as the horns of demigods.

Without certain strength and status, ordinary people would not even be able to see materials of this level.

But the material is not the most precious. The most precious is the divinity that gives the artifact eternal characteristics. This divinity must come from the pure divinity of the deity itself, not the miscellaneous divinity condensed on the island god.

You must know that the amount of divinity is directly related to the strength of the deity, and the deity stripping off its own divinity is equivalent to self-mutilation.

There is too much divinity to be stripped, and the deity can't bear it.

In addition, the amount of divinity invested in the process of casting the artifact is directly related to the strength of the artifact.

Therefore, the gods cherish the artifacts very much, and generally concentrate on casting one for their own use.

On the other side, as the spell of the shining sage proceeded, a dim light lit up on the crystal ball.

It's just that the picture on the crystal ball is always shrouded in a layer of mist, which makes it unrealistic.

"Strange!" Sage Hui Yao frowned, and the curse in his mouth became more and more urgent.

"A...ni...ma...ta...ge...ru..."

Jose noticed something wrong from the violent fluctuations of magical power, but at this time the sage Hui Yao was at a critical juncture, and he could only wait patiently.

Suddenly, the crystal ball gleamed brightly, and then suddenly dimmed.

A thick darkness appeared out of thin air in the crystal ball, and the dark energy rushed out of the crystal ball.

"Not good!" The sage Hui Yao was shocked, and quickly mobilized the power of the kingdom of God to contend with the magic of darkness.

A fierce energy storm blew up in the hall!

Although the energy storm was fierce, the red dragon stood there, unshakable like a mountain.

After a while, the magic of darkness was wiped away by the steady flow of divine power, and the energy storm also subsided.

"Huh," Sage Hui Yao breathed a sigh of relief with a lingering heart.

Seeing the situation calmed down, Jose quickly asked, "Your Excellency Harriman, did you succeed?"

Sage Huiyao turned and looked at the red dragon, with a complicated expression and frowning.

Hong Long's heart thumped, feeling bad.

"Successful," Sage Hui Yao nodded.

"Since...what? It succeeded?" Hong Long was delighted, but at the same time a little speechless.

Now that it is successful, why are you still looking sad!

"But it was not completely successful," Hui Yao frowned again.

Jose:...

In an instant, Hong Long calmed down, and he decided to listen to what the person involved said.

"what happened?"

The sage Hui Yao explained: "I used the power of the artifact and the magic blood you provided to locate the Dark Throat, but only a layer of mist was visible, and the mist made me indistinct."

"I guess that some powerful being is helping the Dark Maw to conceal the magic of prophecy."

"So I increased my strength and tried to break through the obstacles of the fog. After breaking the fog, I was counterattacked."

"The result is as you can see," the wise sage Hui Yao looked at the red dragon.

"However, at the moment of breaking through the mist, I still managed to locate the location of the Dark Maw, but the location was not accurate."

"It's okay, it's better than I am slow and aimless looking."

Jose hurriedly said, "Where is the Dark Maw now?"

"He is hiding in the Forgotten Place on the 542nd floor of the Bottomless Abyss, but I don't know exactly where it is in the Forgotten Place. I just saw a lot of cracks in the ground where the Dark Maw hides."

"Okay, thank you for your help," Hong Long gave a dragon ceremony and said goodbye.

"Wait!" Sage Hui Yao stopped Red Dragon.

"What's wrong? Is there anything else?" Hong Long turned around, with doubts in his eyes.

The sage Hui Yao took out a talisman from his arms: "I received your reward, but failed to provide accurate information. This talisman contains a defensive magic that can block the power of the strong under the higher divine power. Hit, it's your compensation."

"You don't have to worry about that dark power just now, I can probably guess its source, even if someone else performs the prophecy, the same result will be achieved."

Jose comforted the wise sage Hui Yao, and took the amulet unceremoniously in his hand: "I am disrespectful of this amulet just because I desperately need a treasure to save my life, and I will thank you again in the future."

"Farewell!"

"Haha," the sage Hui Yao stroked his beard and looked at the red dragon disappearing in the teleporting glory.

"Interesting red dragon, then there is a magical weapon in the young," Hui Yaoxian exclaimed the good luck of the red dragon in his heart.

This is his kingdom of God. Everything in the kingdom of God cannot be concealed from the perception of the gods, and he felt a hot breath in the red dragon that surpassed the red dragon itself. It was a divine weapon.

In this regard, the sage Hui Yao was very surprised.

You know, according to the statistics of the multiverse mage organization, nearly half of the deities in the Pantheon have no artifacts. Of course, 100% of the deities without artifacts are weak divine powers. This part of the deities is not strong, and I am worried that the deity will be stripped away. Affect one's own foundation.

And if the strength is weaker than the divine power, casting artifacts will not be so difficult, but they will not make more, and they will never allow their own artifacts to be left out.

As for the artifacts cast by the fallen gods, most of them are in the hands of the gods.

In this way, there are even fewer artifacts left out.

If the red dragon gets an artifact that only costs a small amount of divine nature to build, then the sage Hui Yao will not be so surprised, but in his sense, the artifact on the red dragon even exceeds the crystal pupil he uses. Orb.

"However, if the artifact is too strong, it may not be a good thing."

……………

Jose left the kingdom of God and directly teleported to the Forgotten Place of the 542nd Floor of the Abyss.

The red dragon flies under the dead gray sky, and the wind is like a knife high in the sky. It slashes against the red dragon's hard scales, making a knocking sound.

He felt the terrible wind on his body, and made a judgment in his heart that the legendary powerhouse could not even fly in this ghost place.

Looking around, I saw that the earth was devastated, and the ground was full of craters left by large-scale magic. The mountain peaks were broken by the waist, the river was cut off, and the river water fell into the cracks in the earth, not knowing where it was going.

Not to mention the devil on the earth, even the abyssal plants with strong vitality are rare to see.

"Oh, forgotten land," Jose muttered to himself.

Speaking of this forgotten place, it has a lot of background, it is an ancient battlefield.

A long, long time ago, an exceptionally powerful demon lord was born in the abyss. This demon lord was once recognized as the strongest in the abyss. At his peak, he could compete with such powerhouses as the gods of light and justice and the lord of the nine prisons.

It is the two-headed baboon Demo Kogan known as the Devil Prince!

Later, the power made Dimo ​​Gogan swell, trying to unify the abyss and take all the demon lords as his subordinates, and he, known as the demon prince, also has the ability to do this.

But not knowing what was going on, the demon lords who were scattered in the sand suddenly united and jointly defeated Demo Gogan.

The Forgotten Place of the 542nd Floor of the Abyss was the battlefield where the Demon Lord and Demogogan fought.

That earth-shattering battle destroyed everything, and the impact remains to this day. As a result, the five hundred and forty-second abyss is not suitable for the survival of all creatures, and it has become a forgotten land. This is also the origin of the name of the forgotten place.

"The Dark Maw has chosen a good place to hide. Don't talk about adventurers in this horrible place. There isn't even a demon. If you want to get the news, you can't find anyone," Jose frowned slightly, feeling a little distressed.

Every abyss is a world, the world is big and small, the area of ​​the Forgotten Land is very large, comparable to a giant plane.

The gigantic plane also means that the area of ​​this world is at least one hundred times larger than that of Tedanor.

It is hard to imagine how difficult it is to find an abyss lord who deliberately hides himself on such a vast land.

"Fortunately, I still have some clues, so I won't run around headlessly," Jose's mind showed the terrain picture given by the brilliant sage.

On the earth, three huge ravines interlaced, and the Dark Throat is hidden in the ravine.

This terrain is very characteristic, you can recognize it when you encounter it.

But even if there is terrain as an indication, you can't rush around. UU reading www.uukanshu.com

Jose discerned the direction, drew up the best flight route in his mind, and moved along the flight route.

While flying, he scanned the ground on both sides with digital vision].

Out of caution, the red dragon also specially blessed himself with invisibility, anti-breaking magic enchantment and other magic, so as not to be discovered by the detection magic left outside by the Dark Maw.

One day passed.

One week passed.

On the tenth day, Jose made an unexpected discovery, but he did not find a clue to the Dark Maw.

"What's that?" Red Dragon's data-based vision] found a plant on the ground, which is a little unusual.

The red dragon fell to the ground, before the plants.

This is a magical thorn, this plant can absorb the magical energy in the air, and its vitality is tenacious. It is one of the countless plants that can take root in the Forgotten Land.

The vitality of the wicked thorns is so strong, but this column of wicked thorns is dead.

Unusual death.

"The branches were rotten and black, but the roots were full of vitality and died of external infection." Jose sniffed his nose and inhaled the odor molecules into the nasal cavity to judge the information recorded in the smell.

"It's the smell of undead!"

The red dragon made a judgment in his heart. A powerful undead passed by here, and inadvertently encountered the wicked thorns. The powerful dead man’s undead magic power caused the wicked thorns to decay.

Jose looked around again and found several traces left by the undead.

The traces are still fresh, never more than three days.

"Anyone who accidentally leaks the magic power of the undead can cause the death of the wicked thorns. This undead is at least the gods."

"Coincidence? Or is it a competitor who got the Dark Maw information through other means?" The red dragon flew into the sky while thinking.

In any case, he has to prepare for the worst.