Chapter 524: The Devil's Fortress Blocking the Road
It was not difficult for Melina to disguise herself. She just needed to change into a sealed helmet and cast a transformation spell.
Anyway, as long as no one recognizes my true face, it’s okay if someone sees through my disguise.
According to Kambien, it is very normal to hide one's identity in hell. Every devil has a lot of debts. Others owe the devils, and the devils owe the big devils... so it is very normal to disguise yourself.
There is a saying in hell: A devil who cannot lend money is not a successful devil, and a devil who cannot hide from debt is a dead devil.
When Melina turned into a drow again, she suddenly felt that she was completely immersed in the role, and the way she looked at those Cambions was different.
"Hmph, lowly male, lead the way, our target is the Blood River Battlefield!"
Melina summoned the Whispering Tree Horse and galloped towards the endless wasteland.
Melina didn't care about the countless broken ghosts trapped in the wilderness. Cambian and the remaining Cambion could only spread their wings and chase after them, not daring to be negligent.
Because only eleven of the thirteen Cambions are left alive, and two have turned into zombies.
Originally, only the first person to tell a lie would be killed.
But in order to ensure Melina's safety, the Withered Rose asked Melina to transfer all of Cambion's hair to her hands, and then used her legendary ability in public.
An unlucky Cambion who did nothing was turned into a zombie alive.
No matter what method Cambion used, he could only watch his body turn into a dead gray color little by little, and finally his soul was corroded and trapped in the undead body.
"If something happens to Melina, you will become zombies. If communications are affected, you will also become zombies. If I suspect any suspicious behavior on your part, you will also become zombies."
This is the warning from the Withered Rose to all Cambions.
This curse that transcends time and space scares the living Cambions like hell worms, unable to do anything but tremble.
What kind of master did he meet? Why was he so scary? Kambien now understood that Melina was not a stupid girl who picked up a divine weapon. She was the second generation who was granted the divine weapon by the elders of her family. She came to hell to train, and the elders of her family were there to protect her.
What's there to say? Just obey.
The Cambions flapped their wings and followed Melina with difficulty. Although flying was faster than running, the dark magic in Melina's body was much stronger than theirs. As long as the undead had not used up their dark magic, they would be tireless.
The horses Melina rode were all created by magic, so after running in the wilderness for a long time, Kambien couldn't help but beg, "Master! Wait a minute, if you keep running, we will die on the road!"
Melina then stopped and said to these Cambion with disdain: "Are you tired of flying?"
Kambien didn't know what to say. The undead were indeed inhumane.
Although she said this, Melina still stopped and let the Cambions rest for a while.
Kambien quickly took out a bunch of pancake-like food, found a place to sit down and started to eat.
The other Cambions did the same thing. They each took out various strange things and stuffed them into their mouths frantically to replenish their energy.
Melina looked a little curious and asked Cambien, "What are you eating?"
"Bone biscuits," said Kambien.
"The devil needs to eat bones?" Melina said in surprise.
Kambian smiled bitterly and said, "Of course we don't eat bones, but the souls left on them. We Kambian only need souls, but how precious are the souls of this hell. You also saw those broken and shattered soul fires on the road, they are our daily food, but it is difficult to preserve the soul fragments, so we need to use corpse materials to store them."
Kambien held up the gray-white "bread" in his hand and said, "This is a cake made of broken skulls, which can store a certain amount of soul fragments. They eat the same thing, either bones or rotten meat, which can be used to store soul fragments, but..."
Before Kambien could finish his words, the pancake in his hand shattered with a snap, and a few firefly-like lights came out from inside, which scared him so much that he quickly took big mouthfuls of it.
After swallowing all the light fragments, Kambien said helplessly: "But these things are not durable. If the soul is forced into a corpse that does not match it, it will continue to wear out. The shelf life of this bone biscuit is only a few days."
Melina looked at the other Cambion and found that just as Cambion said, they were not eating what was in their hands, but the soul fragments contained in them.
Melina couldn't help but sigh: "It turns out that in hell, souls are not only strategic materials, but also food."
"Strategic materials?" Kambien asked doubtfully, "You are not talking about soul fragments, right? Only complete soul coins can be considered strategic materials. Those transformed devils have hell engines on them. This device needs to burn soul coins to start. It is not something that weak half-blood devils like us can count on."
Melina showed a proud smile. Her father used tens of millions to represent these so-called soul coins.
Melina suddenly felt a sense of superiority as a super rich second-generation, but she didn't need to show off in front of this little Cambion. And when she thought of her father being tortured by Zariel, Melina couldn't help but urge him, "Eat quickly, I'm in a hurry!"
The Cambians did not dare to complain and quickly finished the "dry food" in their hands. Then they searched the wilderness again, replenished some soul fragments and continued on their way.
No matter how the Cambion claim to be the bottom of hell, in fact, the Cambion race is considered the elite among the devils, otherwise they would not be worthy of the artifact sent by Zariel.
The thirteen Cambios had been running with Melina for a whole day and were able to hold on, but when dark shadows appeared on the devastated wasteland, all of them slowed down involuntarily.
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Kambien hastily reminded: "Master, the shadow in front is the Hell Fortress, which is the territory of a certain lord. We can't just rush over there, or a war will start!"
Melina looked at the dark shadow, and it seemed that a huge fortress really appeared in front of her.
"So how do we get through now?" Melina asked.
Kambien said, "That depends on what you think, Master. Although there is no way to teleport directly to Grand Duke Zariel's residence from the fortress, the large fortress nearby should be connected. By using the teleportation array, we can save some time and directly reach the next lord's territory. If you don't want to take risks, then let's take a detour under the banner of heading to the Blood River Battlefield. Generally, we won't be stopped."
Hell welcomes everyone to participate in the Blood River Battle, but the devil lords will not let anyone into their territory casually. Who knows if you are here to launch a surprise attack under the guise of participating in the bloody battle?
There is not a single devil in hell who does not have a dirty heart, and they always assume the greatest malice towards others.
"How far is the detour?" Melina asked.
Kambien said, "About three days. But after going around here, the next lord will have to go around again, which will take a long time. It will take at least two or three months to reach the Blood River."
Melina frowned and said, "That's too long. Is there any other way?"
How could she let her father suffer at Zariel's hands for so long? She wished she could fly to Zariel's side right now.
Kambien said helplessly: "Then we can only take the risk and talk to the lord here. As long as you can pay enough, it is not impossible to borrow the teleportation array. But, Master, you should understand that there are only two types of devils in hell: greedy devils and extremely greedy devils. If we are not careful, we will all be swallowed by the other side. Are you sure you want to take the risk?"
Melina nodded and said, "Yes, at least we should try it. If it doesn't work, we can take a detour."
After transforming into a drow elf, Melina began to think about problems and was no longer the fool who knew nothing and only knew how to swing a sword.
Kambien breathed a sigh of relief. Fortunately, this girl was not stubborn. If she had insisted on rushing in, it would have been really dangerous.
Melina reached out her hand and patted Kambien's shoulder and said, "Go talk to the devil lord in the fortress ahead, tell him why we're here, and ask them how much they want for us to borrow the teleportation array."
“Let me go?!”
Kambien's eyes widened, and he wished he could cut off his tongue.
(End of this chapter)