Red Maple City.

As the capital of the Red Maple Forest Principality, although Red Maple City experienced the terrible incident of the zombie siege, it quickly recovered after absorbing other resources of the Red Maple Forest Principality.

The nobles, knights, and extraordinary people still remember clearly what happened in the past. They are stepping up their efforts to clear out the zombies and try their best to prevent those damn zombies from appearing here again. Ordinary businessmen and civilians are also discussing this matter, but they are talking about how terrible those zombies are, what their experiences were like, and how thrilling things they encountered. From time to time, there will be a burst of exclamations.

This can be considered a national event, something that everyone can resonate with.

But as Tom, a real poor man, they were not so lucky and did not have such thoughts.

"Damn it, damn it, I'm so hungry." Tom was wearing tattered clothes, his hair was matted together, and a strange smell was constantly emitting from his body. At this moment, he staggered on the street, swallowing his saliva at the bread and roast goose in the street window.

But Tom knew that it was not his, it was not his.

As a complete pauper, he had nothing. No matter before or after the siege, he had nothing. In fact, Tom was very happy that the zombies did not break through the city, otherwise they, who were at the bottom of the society, would definitely die.

Yes, after all, he is still alive, right?

But now it seems that he won't live much longer and he is about to die.

"Damn, damn, it's so cold tonight." Tom returned to his bridge tunnel. He curled up into a ball and shivered. He looked very pitiful, like a poor dog trying hard to survive.

Yes, Tom now felt that he was a dog.

"Cough, cough, cough, cough, it turns out it's snowing." Tom moved his neck, looked up at the sky, saw the snowflakes falling, and thought to himself.

Suddenly, he thought of something very scary, and his heart was filled with horror.

"Wait a minute, I'm coughing. Was I coughing just now?!"

"I'm sick... Damn it, I'm actually sick!"

Tom was shocked for a moment. As a homeless man, he certainly knew what being sick meant. It undoubtedly announced that his life was coming to an end. After all, he was really penniless, and an illness would completely take his life away.

Although he knew he was sick, Tom couldn't do much. He lay on the ground, shivering. After a while, he even stopped shaking and his consciousness became more and more blurred.

Tom felt that he was going to die.

Just as he was distracted, Tom felt someone coming up to him and putting his hand on his forehead.

"What a poor child." The visitor seemed to sigh.

Immediately afterwards, Tom felt a heat coming from his forehead, which made his body shudder and he completely regained consciousness.

Tom looked ahead and saw a bowl of steaming broth, roast goose and butter bread on the ground.

Is this a dream?

Tom was completely stunned.

"Eat it, kid. This is yours. It's a gift from the devil." A voice came over. Tom looked forward and found that in front of him, there was an old man covered in a black robe, with a hunched body and skinny hands that looked like chicken claws.

"Eat it."

The old man's voice came softly. Tom couldn't see the old man's face because of the black robe. He could only see that the old man had a pair of strange green eyes, making him look like a night owl.

The old man's voice was very light and soft, but when it fell into Tom's ears, it made Tom feel dazed and subconsciously convinced.

"Devil..." Tom muttered to himself.

"Yes, it is the Demon God. It is a gift from His Majesty the Demon God to you." The old man seemed to be smiling. He stretched out his dry hand and placed it on Tom's forehead. He said, "You are the people chosen by the Demon God. You are the Demon God, the master's warriors, and the darlings who can obtain the power of the abyss."

"Eat, eat, these are all yours, all yours." A strange sound came out of the old man's mouth.

Tom stood there in a daze. He looked at the broth and food on the ground, still a little bit unbelieving.

But it was only a moment.

The next moment, Tom's eyes turned red, and he rushed over like a mad tiger, drinking the broth in big gulps and tearing into the roast goose in big mouthfuls.

It smells so good.

Tom was too busy to care about anything.

"Remember, Tom, you are a warrior of the devil, you, all of you." The old man looked at Tom who was eating voraciously, smiled, then turned and left.

Tom ate everything in no time.

The old man has left.

There were a lot of swallowing and chewing sounds coming from all around, and when I looked closely, I saw that everyone else was eating non-stop.

Tom found that his illness was cured, and his body was warm and he felt stronger than he had ever felt before.

Looking at the things on the ground, Tom felt that everything was like a dream.

"Devil..." Tom muttered to himself.

He subconsciously thought of what had happened before.

"Demon."

“Devil!!”

Tom clenched his fists and a determined look appeared in his eyes.

Whoosh, the wind is blowing over here.

The snow fell heavily.

…………

Rolling and rolling.

The shouts of knights and the scolding of wizards continued to be heard. Numerous servants, followers, and trainee knights were constantly loading the materials of Red Maple Forest's merits, metals and other resources onto carriages.

After the responsible Gintama sorcerer completed the relevant procedures with Hera, he left with a large number of wizards and sorcerers and a large amount of resources.

They received an order from Morin to transport a batch of resources from the Principality of Red Maple Forest.

Hera, Germain, and the many knights behind them were watching this scene quietly, without any other reaction at all.

After everyone left, Germain turned around and looked at Hera next to him.

"Your Highness Hera, should we do something? Should we just let them take away all the resources this time?..." Germain frowned and wanted to say something.

"Need not."

The female marquis shook her head slightly. She smiled and said, "It's just some resources. It's not necessary."

Hera turned her head, looked in a certain direction, pursed her lips, as if she was thinking, and finally seemed to be smiling.

That direction is where the Demon Sealing Cave is located.

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"This is the Outland."

Morin looked at the spectacular scene in front of him with a look of regret on his face.

"Yes, this is the Outland. When I first came here, I saw this scene and felt the almost endless and terrifying dark demonic energy. My heart was trembling." Beside him, light emerged little by little, and Kasa's figure emerged. He looked at the darkness and demonic energy in front of him that covered half of the world, and his face was also a little uneasy.

"We don't know how many abyss monsters will appear. Moreover, according to the records of the Dark Ages that happened in the past, there are also abyss monsters with wisdom. They are the real masters of the abyss."

Kasa spoke as if he was talking to himself.

Abyssal demonic energy, abyssal demons, and abyssal demons...

At this time, Morin also thought a lot based on his own experience.

He and Kasa stood quietly in mid-air, looking ahead, and no one spoke.

Ahead, the demonic energy from the abyss surged from time to time.