Chapter 2265

"So, the whole hell is not monolithic..."

Soon, under the control of the dark word, rod understood the changes in hell during this period from kanasen's mouth.

"Yes, master. Not long ago, the pre war declaration of the arrogant King resounded through the whole hell. Only three of the remaining kings responded, and the other three kings seemed to fall into silence. The emergence of all these circumstances also terrified many demons. They did not understand why the king they trusted would lose his voice at such a critical moment."

Beside rod, kanasen quickly reported all kinds of situations to him. As a judge, she can naturally know the first-hand information in hell.

"Only three kings responded?"

Rod frowned slightly as he listened to kanason's story. In his known information, the once greedy king, that is, Messika, did not want to be associated with hell. In addition, it was essentially the lazy King Lado of the undead, who remained on the island of the water element level because of the control of the dark holy word. In any case, these two Kings would not respond to the declaration of the arrogant king, but according to kanasen, there seems to be another king, No response.

"The retribution of offending the arrogant king will soon come. The demon believers belonging to those kings have been forcibly divided into the camps of other kings at this time. It is rumored that the arrogant king even plans to take back everything of those kings if it is not for the persuasion of an ancient existence..."

Kanasen seemed to think of something, and her eyes showed some fear. The judge could not criticize the master of the whole hell. If it wasn't for the master's inquiry, she wouldn't dare to discuss it with any demon.

On the other hand, rod was also immersed in thinking.

Although there are many demons in the whole hell, and the number of small demons alone is enough to drown the whole Erathia, as the real decision-makers, it is difficult for those kings to work together, among which there is no lack of such evil minded existence of Fromm.

Relying on the cloak of the ghost king and the effect in the field of death, rod is not afraid of any continuous battle. The members of his undead Legion will snowball more and more in the end. What really worries rod is the siege of powerful creatures. If he faces more than two opponents at the king level at the same time, rod can only choose to escape.

From kanasen's mouth, after learning about the internal conflict in hell, rod was slightly relieved. Those demons with chaotic nature have never lacked internal struggle. At least in the early stage of the doomsday war, rod will not be targeted by the king.

"By the way, master, did you see the king stationed outside the gate of hell when you passed through the gate?" it seemed to think of something, and kanasen asked on his own initiative.

"What?" rod was stunned. Obviously, he didn't expect such a thing. He didn't see the king when he passed through the gate of hell.

Soon, rod's face changed. He didn't find the king stationed there, but it doesn't mean that the king didn't find him: "no... the remains of heroes are in danger!"

Regardless of the carnasson beside him, rod immediately took out the sound conch and asked the death knight at the other end, "what's the situation on your side? Answer me quickly."

There was only silence from the conch, which seemed to confirm rod's worry in some way, which inevitably made rod more anxious.

At the same time, above the surface world.

Under rod's order, the savage creatures responsible for escorting the hero's remains are gradually returning to the cold snow area, ready to bypass the barrier of hell's gate along the snow mountain, and then enter the krulod wasteland.

Carrying the remains of the hero, Badu bowed his head in frustration. There is nothing more disappointing than going through hardships, getting close to his hometown and staying away from his hometown again before entering.

At this moment, Badu only felt that his heart should be frozen like the cold ice on the snow mountain. Fortunately, the hero's remains on his body gave him the courage to move forward. That was the hope in the hearts of all crullod creatures. As long as he thought of him, Badu felt that power was emerging in his body.

"Huh?"

Suddenly, Badu's move forward was not that he wanted to stop, but York, who took the lead in stopping, so he had to do so. If he hadn't found it early, with the huge body of the ogre king, he would even run over the blue skinned hero directly.

"What's the matter?" Badu asked somewhat puzzled, but soon he understood why York stopped.

Following York's line of sight, Badu saw a human woman. Badu can swear to his ancestors and even let the great hero Tanan testify that he has never seen such a beautiful woman.

In the impression of the ogre king, human women are not only short, but also thin and tender. They are second only to those weak mages, but also those brave and strong warriors. They bite with full chew, which is more in line with Badu's appetite. For those human women, Badu never linked beauty to them, and only green skinned and fat female ogres can get Badu's favor.

But at this moment, looking at the human woman in front of him, Badu's breath became urgent. At this moment, for the ogre, he seemed to understand what beauty is for the first time. Watching the human woman approach step by step, what Badu thought in his mind was not where to eat, but a restlessness from his heart.

Under the action of this agitation, Badu ignored the vibrating conch. At the moment, he seemed to have only the figure of the woman in front of him, and he couldn't help moving forward slowly just to get closer to the woman.

In Badu's side, York was the same. At this moment, the heroic will seemed to be forgotten by him. Except for the woman, everything seemed unimportant.

"I've lost something. Can you lend it to me?"

The sound like the sound of nature was remembered in Badu's ear. In this sound of nature, Badu just wanted to be intoxicated with it forever, and he didn't want to think about anything any more. All the masters and heroic remains flashed aside. Any interruption will attract his strongest hostility.

"What have you lost..." Badu asked uncontrollably.

"Heart." there was a bit of sadness in her voice, which made people want to take care of themselves.

The cannibal King grinned. He raised his strong arms, tore open his chest with his own hands, broke the interfering ribs, and pulled out the warm, hot, beating heart with the artery.