I, the Demon King, Sign in the Abyss for a Hundred Years

"It's an old man!"

Only a steady voice came from outside.

An old orc man wearing a gray shaman's robe walked in with his head swaggering in. The gray robe on his body was windless and his long silver hair also looked fluttering.

This image reminds Wu Ming of the master described in his previous life novels.

It's just that the strength of this "superior" seems to be a bit weak...

Wu Ming saw that the other party actually created this special effect by stuffing something called a blast stone under his clothes. The other party was just an ordinary person.

"..."

"..."

Will naturally noticed it, and Wu Ming and Wu Ming didn't know what to say for a while.

Pulling out the steel long sword, Will bowed to Wu Ming and said.

"My lord, it's all my fault. If you didn't do your defense work well, I will give you the head of the other party!"

After speaking, Will grabbed the long gray hair of the old orc man, and put the sword directly on the opponent's neck.

It seems that the old orc man will be killed on the spot in the next second...

"Don't don't! My lord, I have something important to report to you!"

The old orc yelled quickly, but he didn't expect his move to be self-defeating.

"I am the former chief high priest of that false god, and I know many secrets and treasures of the other side!"

Hearing this, Wu Ming motioned to let Will stop first, he wanted to hear what the other party knew.

"Go ahead, if I am interested, your life will be saved."

The old orc man immediately became energetic when he heard that Wu Ming was interested.

He pushed Will away, glared at him, turned his head and said flatly to Wu Ming.

"My lord, my name is Clarence. I used to be the chief priest of this false god. I was sent to do a lot of shameful things. That's why I learned so many secrets."

"First of all, what I need to tell you is that this great **** once secretly established an underground temple to trade with some stupid and dirty lower plane beasts."

Hearing the word beast from the lower plane, Wu Ming snorted.

The other party x obviously knew that he had said the wrong thing, and quickly changed his words.

"Of course I am not talking about a noble demon like you, but those **** demons!"

"Secondly, under that temple, not only are many of her spare weapons and gold and silver treasures buried, but also the divine essence secretly accumulated before!"

Hearing this, Wu Ming was also taken aback. He didn't expect this pseudo-god to have such a method.

But it is understandable that after all, she was ready to escape before, and hooked up with the demons, which seemed to have been planning for a long time.

"How do you prove that what you say is true?"

The old orc man named Clarence patted his chest and said.

"I will show you the way. By your means, you only need to look at the underground temple to know if I'm telling the truth!"

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Upon hearing this, Wu Ming somewhat believed that what the other party said was true.

This is a treasure left by a **** who has survived for an unknown number of years.

If you change to someone else, you will definitely be excited.

So, he immediately blew a whistle, calling Onyxia.

"Well then, when you lead the way, I'll go see that place."

When Clarence heard Wu Ming really agreed to him, he was immediately excited.

In fact, his purpose is not only to surrender, the most important thing is that he heard that being a half-devil can increase lifespan, so he took the risk and came to Wu Ming to tell this important information.

"My lord, it's a long journey, are we the only two of us riding over?"

"No, we ride a dragon..."

After speaking, Onyxia landed and stood behind the pale Clarence...

The place Clarence said is far away, but it only takes a day or so to reach it.

And riding a dragon, it only takes less than a long time.

But the place the other party identified is difficult for ordinary people to find. The reason is simple, it's near that place.

It is a huge desert with no one inhabited.

The local orcs all call this desert of death. Not only do sandstorms appear almost every day in the desert, but the temperature difference between day and night is huge!

The bad weather, the running sand bandits, and the barbaric orcs made this area impossible for life to survive.

Looking at this barren scene, Wu Ming also had some questions.

Why did the other party build the underground temple here?

Just when Wu Ming was thinking about it.

"Ah, here it is!"

Clarence lay on the dragon's back and said to Wu Ming.

Looking along his fingers, there really is a bottomless crack in the desert.

Wu Ming and others flew directly to the bottom of the crack, preparing to search for the underground temple Clarence said.

Clarence fumbled on a cracked wall, and after a long time, he pulled a concealed and very clever handle.

I saw a hidden door full of unknown patterns suddenly opened, revealing a bottomless cave, and a lot of foul smells emanating from it, as if something had rotted.

The underground temple built by the **** of forging and trade has opened!

But Wu Ming didn't show any expression of surprise. Instead, he pulled out his magic sword and shouted.

"Stand back! I smell the undead!"