"Brother Akara."

"Brother Akara."

At the gate of the military camp, the adventurers automatically made way for a passage.

Akara walked to the gate of the military camp and put his hand on the closed iron door.

"Have you thought about it?"

"Think about it!"

"That's right, Master Akara, we have thought about it!"

"Hurry up, Brother Akara, we have been waiting for this day for a long time!"

"Yes, I still want to avenge my brother!"

What a joke, Akara brought Kasha, Kane and a large number of Roggs from the Rogge camp to the monastery. Who can say that these individual adventurers are not ready?

Hearing so many echoing voices, Akara nodded, and then sent mana to the door.

With the input of Akara's mana, the entire military camp shook violently.

The falling dust frightened some adventurers who were standing nearby, and Rogge behind Kasha also drew his longbow and stood ready.

After a long time, when some adventurers began to wander away, Akara suddenly shouted "Qinghe" and slammed his palm down.

Boom boom!

There was the sound of chains breaking.

Kasha stepped forward immediately and protected Akara behind him.

As the door of the military camp was slowly pushed open, an unpleasant stench came from inside.

"Um?"

"No wonder?"

"Where are those powerful demons?"

"These bodies are..."

Seeing the pile of demon corpses on the ground, all the adventurers felt their livers tremble.

what's the situation?

How come these demons, which are hard to kill even in a single fight, are falling here in clumps now?

Who killed them?

Where are the heroes who killed them?

With their heads full of questions, these adventurers began to spread out in groups of twos and threes, looking for any traces that could provide answers.

Soon, the blacksmith's body was discovered by everyone.

"It's Smith!" Looking at the familiar high-level demon, Kasha tightened his grip on the long bow in his hand.

This demon blacksmith led an army of demons and smashed one female Rogge into a pulp after another.

And now, it has become a rotting corpse, lying in the corner with no one paying attention.

"It's Chen Hao." Akara held Kasha's wrist and said softly: "We still underestimated that guy."

"Is it really Chen Hao?" Kasha was still a little unbelievable.

She still knew the level of Daisy and Diana. She could not kill the blacksmith just by teaching these two Rogges.

"Then tell me, besides him, who else can use such skillful necromancer magic?"

Among the corpses in the barracks hall, remnants of corpse explosions can be seen everywhere. Not only that, there are several layers of curse traces on each corpse.

"It's really Chen Hao, then he is now..." Kasha asked nervously.

"Go to the inner corridor!" Akara waved his hand and hurriedly led the team into the first floor of the prison.

...

At the top of the stairs on the fourth floor of the catacombs, not a single demon was still breathing.

"How's it going? Are you all equipped?" Chen Hao asked.

"Get dressed."

"I'm dressed too."

"Brother Chen Hao, I'm dressed."

After everyone in the lawn mowing team put on all the equipment that Chen Hao brought out, even Daisy, the lowest level, had a poison resistance of 45%.

"Lord Chen Hao, this is..."

Looking at the small +6% poison resistance amulet handed over by Chen Hao, Daisy subconsciously retracted her hand.

"Just take it if you are told to. I don't want you to have an accident! What? You still want me to resurrect you just once?"

"Thank you, Mr. Chen Hao." Daisy blushed, took the small amulet and put it into the storage space.

Since being resurrected by Chen Hao, Daisy is the member of the team who listens to Chen Hao the most. Also because she can't refuse, her relationship with Chen Hao has grown by leaps and bounds.

Although the last step has not been taken yet, holding hands and cuddling at night is already commonplace.

For Daisy, her life was given by Chen Hao, and it is only natural that she should give everything for Chen Hao.

This time for the crusade against Andariel, Chen Hao bought a lot of anti-drug equipment.

Wolfgang and Hall's hands were filled with 10 poison-resistant rings.

In addition to the weapons in their hands, even some small high-quality bright gold equipment have been replaced by blue equipment with added defense and poison resistance.

Andariel's fire and physical damage are not enough, and the most terrifying thing is its poison damage.

As long as he can withstand its poisonous wound, it will be a matter of time for Chen Hao to eliminate this devil.

"If you're ready, let's set off!"

"Haha, I think the exposure queen is impatient too, right?"

After Chen Hao finished speaking, Wolfgang opened the door of the hall and was the first to rush in.

The fourth floor of the catacombs is very small. Apart from the room at the stairway, there is only a side room connected to the Andariel Hall.

In the side room lived several demons who were tortured by Andariel day and night. After these demons were eliminated, it was the hall where Andariel was located.

The hall was quiet, as if the battle in the side room was not heard.

Chen Hao and his group made a lot of noise, but Andalil still sat firmly on the Diaoyutai and did not come out to greet them personally.

Looking at the last gate separating him from the Demon King, even Wolfgang couldn't help but tighten his grip on his shield.

"Don't be afraid, that bitch is just a spider!" Chen Hao comforted.

As the Queen of Pain, Andariel, like her twin brother, loves to torture all the creatures under her control.

It's just that Andariel likes mental torture, and Duriel likes physical torture.

The two demon kings often exchange torture objects, but even Andariel is unwilling to get too close to his own brother.

That guy Durrell is so perverted that there is no living demon in his territory.

Even when there is no demon tormenting him, Duriel even resorts to self-mutilation to obtain pleasure.

Just hearing the pitiful screams of the tortured objects coming from his territory made the demons on Andariel's side tremble all over.

From this point of view, Duriel's torture intensity is higher than Andariel's.

But another interesting phenomenon is that anyone who has experienced mental torture in Andariel will willingly go to Duriel to accept physical torture.

Human beings who have been tortured to the point of mental breakdown by regret, resentment and fear in their lives usually want to use physical torture to "make up" for their mistakes.

Perhaps, this is the bad root of human beings!

With Chen Hao's encouragement, Wolfgang pushed his arm, and the door leading to the Andalil Hall was slowly pushed open.

Zhiqa~~~

A harsh sound of gold and iron clashing came, and what everyone saw was darkness.

A bottomless void.

For an instant, everyone in the lawn mowing team stood there as if they were petrified.

Everyone's eyes were dull, as if they had lost their souls.

A second later, Chen Hao suddenly raised the "pointer" in his hand and waved it forward.

There was a "swish" sound in the air.

"Hallucination?"
Chapter completed!