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"Then what's the reward?"

"A set of real estate on the third floor of Lazy Hell, plus two hundred servants. How? Enough for you to send out a dozen missions."

"The third-floor property in Lazy Hell? Are you kidding me?" Cheng Hai looked like you were teasing me.

How do you prepay for things like real estate?

What does it mean to give a contract paper first, and then kill him to make it void?

Empty glove white wolf!

And the biggest problem was that even if Cheng Hai couldn't die, he wouldn't dare to accept this thing.

"Hahaha, just kidding, of course there is no new third floor in Lazy Hell." Seeing the dissatisfaction in Cheng Hai's eyes, Regis laughed.

"Grass!"

Cheng Hai's soul shrank violently.

As expected of a demon of the Nas tribe, this trick caught him off guard.

Who knows how many layers of lazy hell there are!

And it has to be a Western ghost!

"No, could it be that my behavior just now did not conform to their behavior habits?"

Recalling the communication with the bug demon, he didn't seem to ask some strange questions like Mengxin. Why was he tempted by common sense questions?

"Let's talk about something substantive. I want something that I can get right away." Cheng Hai changed his words.

"We can give you fifteen grams of the Suppression Crystal, a Talisman Teleportation Stone, and a box of bone essence." Regis said.

"Why is this? It's not enough at all." Cheng Hai said dissatisfied.

Although I don't know the value of these things, anyway, after the first experience, it's right to dislike them.

"Your Excellency Rice really has a big appetite." Regis said with a half-smile.

"Is this a big deal? It's a trade for your life." Cheng Hai didn't care.

Seeing this, Regis had no choice but to explain: "This is already more than our rewards, so you can't increase it. If you want more, you can only look at your performance on the battlefield."

"OK then."

After all, this is just an extra gain, and Cheng Hai also said straightforwardly, "I don't want to make this trip in vain, so let's go."

"Pleasant to work with."

"Everyone takes what they need."

Without exchanging too many pleasantries, Regis waved his wings, and a black air rolled up, and the two left the place together.

Being in this misty smog, Cheng Hai couldn't feel the outside atmosphere at all.After about 20 seconds, the two stopped together.

The light where the two were located was very bright, and Cheng Hai took the time to turn around and saw many parked luxury cars.

"This group of guys will really choose a place where Huang Quan will be afraid."

Regardless of Cheng Hai's looking around, Regis drew a circle in mid-air with his hand, and a formation soon appeared under the two of them, emitting a bright light.

"This is"

Before Cheng Hai could see anything, they were shrouded in light and teleported to a dim space in an instant.

The sky here is dark red, which is a common hue for undead in hell.The air was very cloudy and hot, which made Cheng Hai feel a little uncomfortable.

"Sorry, most of the people who came with us are demons living in the hot wind hell. If you need a cooler environment, you can only create it yourself." Regis laughed.

"It's okay, I'm not here to enjoy the blessing." Cheng Hai waved his hand.

Looking around, he could barely see the end of this space, which was nearly ten kilometers in diameter.The layout here is like a temporary camp in ancient times, but the buildings are not shabby tents or towers of bones full of tribal atmosphere, but are varied and have various styles.

There are open-air lava pools; roaring arenas; and pop-up punk bars.But apart from the innermost palaces of Nessaly and Kyrerick, none of the buildings had more than two floors.

"Do the demons here live in different camps?" Cheng Hai asked.

It takes 10 minutes to drive a slow car to the end of a camp with a diameter of [-] kilometers. To be honest, it is quite big.However, he didn't perceive many demons, all of them added up to about two hundred, and more than half of them were low-level demons that could not reach B level.

"What is the intention of Your Excellency Rice? Do you want to follow Lord Nessaly? Or Lord Kerrick?" Regis asked.

"If there is a choice, it should be Nessari."

"Oh? Aren't you of the same race as Lord Kerririck?"

"I'm just a temporary worker, of course it's better to go with my partner."

"Maybe if you get used to it, you can become a regular." Regis laughed.

"Let's talk about this again, I only think about the immediate problem."

"The living area of ​​the camp is divided into three parts. The innermost one is under Lord Nessari's command, the outer one is Lord Kerririck's camp, and you guests from purgatory are arranged in the corner."

"Isn't there no choice?"

Looking in the direction of Regis' line of sight, the residential area assigned by the temporary personnel was sandwiched between the two lord forces, but it was pressed to the bottom and separated by a network of cracks.This one is because people like them are good at acting in secret, and they can effectively play transitions when the enemy attacks, and the second is to prevent them from escaping or sneaking into the discussion building.

"Yes. Although it is said that employing people should be used with confidence and courage, but because they don't know each other well, it is still necessary to be cautious."

Regis smiled, and tapped a device on his arm with his right hand, and a three-dimensional architectural image immediately appeared in front of Cheng Hai.

"Now let me tell you the area where you can move. Our location is the outermost buffer zone. As you can see, everything here has been emptied, and the underground is full of anti-submarine detection arrays. If you appear without permission words in this place”

Having said that, Regis stopped, pointed to one of the outermost buildings, and said with a smile, "Did you see that?"

"Um"

Cheng Hai nodded solemnly.

It was a towering spire, only a fraction shorter than the most Nessari palaces.A sphere of black light floated above the spire, carrying lightning and flames.Although I haven't seen the power they fired with my own eyes, but just the aura that emanates faintly, there is a terrifying killing intent hidden.

There are a total of six minarets like this, lined up like the anti-aircraft turrets of the fortress, and this trapezoidal buffer zone is drawn with the edge of the teleportation array.If someone enters rashly, they will be attacked by their full coverage.I'm afraid that even an existence like Chu Lin would have to shed a layer of skin, or even die.

"Bounded by the six mana towers on the periphery, they are all restricted areas for activities. Even we need the token of Nessari to pass through." Regis explained, and the three-dimensional image in his hand circled a piece of red Area.

"That's really uncomfortable."

"It won't take many days, will it?"

"That's true." Cheng Hai nodded.

"Then let's continue."

The two quickly moved to the edge of the camp, when a black ball of light suddenly appeared, suspended above their heads, and made a dull sound.

"Those who enter the camp, please show your tokens."

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"Regis of the Nas tribe, with the recruited purgatory mage Les Frost Whisper, apply to enter the camp." A token appeared in Regis's hand, and he said to the black light above his head.

A black light shrouded his body for a while, and he replied: "Regis of the Nas tribe, your identity has been confirmed. Please ask the purgatory mage Les Frost Whisper to confirm your identity."

"Is this okay?" Cheng Hai handed out his token.

The nature of Purgatory is a free organization of killers.According to the assassin's taboo, they did not keep the real information of all assassins like the census, and there was no such thing as checking personnel with the terminal.However, their tokens are covered with a layer of unique power as an anti-counterfeiting mark. If they simply change their names and cause energy to dissipate, they can be easily identified.

Fortunately, before coming here, Chu Lin did some homework for him.They have been so carefully remodeled that they can almost resemble real ones.

At least Chu Lin patted his chest and promised that there was at least a 90.00% chance of not being recognized by anyone.

But as the scanning time of the black light gradually lengthened, Cheng Hai couldn't help feeling a little lost.

God Meow is 90.00% nine point nine, isn't the probability of being discovered and not being discovered both 50.00%?

Finally, the black light finished scanning, and a yellow token floated out from it.

"Purgatory Lich, Les Frost Whispers identity verification passed, please keep your temporary pass."

"Thanks."

Cheng Hai felt relieved and took the token.

"Are you nervous?" Regis laughed.

Cheng Hai rolled his eyes at him, and said as a matter of course: "Six guns are pointed at you, can you not be nervous?"

"hehe"

Regis smiled, and the three-dimensional map in his hand once again marked out an area, but this time it was green.

"This is the entertainment area, there are bars and hot springs. You know, due to the recent shrinkage strategy, these demons have nothing to do. This is a free area. If you are interested, you can come out and communicate with them."

With that said, Regis took the initiative to lift the curtain and led Cheng Hai into the bar.

Unlike those elegant couple bars, Cheng Hai heard the extremely loud death metal music as soon as he entered.

Dim, crazy, and the passionately writhing Roshan "beauty", all of these make up the popularization that the local undead love.

"Oh, my Lucifer, this guy is too fat." The Fallen Demon, who was looking at the malnutrition, couldn't help complaining to his fellow Terror.

"I like this type, it's so fleshy when you hug it." The horror smiled innocently.

"But this guy weighs at least two tons?"

"You don't understand, this girl's measurements are 967, 668 and 978, which is the golden ratio in my eyes."

"I don't really understand how you drive tanks"

"What do you mean by driving a tank? Show me some respect!" The Terror suddenly became angry, and retorted: "Your skinny female Sinking Demon has a sense of superiority?!"

"That's called skinny!" Sinking Demon corrected: "I bet, when it comes to female undead, they definitely like thinner ones more!"

"impossible!"

"Don't believe me? Let's make a list, write down the characteristics and after-the-fact evaluations of the races we've visited, and let the people in the bar see who has the most supporters?"

"Whoever is afraid of whom! Write and write!"

The horror slammed the table, so one became fat and the other thin, and the undead of the two races began to write quickly.

Cheng Hai: ""

Although radishes and vegetables each have their own favorites, the aesthetic differences between the two undead are too great, right?

"Would you like a drink? I will."

Regis took a seat at the bar.

"No." Cheng Hai refused, "I didn't like to drink when I was alive, and I don't like to drink when I lose my body after death."

Smoking is okay, but almost every type of this hell's wine is much stronger than Bloody Mary, so he really dare not drink it.

"We also have non-physical drinks." The neatly dressed red-skinned bartender smiled ferociously.

Cheng Hai sized him up, then glanced at the Roshan troll on the stage, curled his lips and said, "It's mainly because I don't have an appetite right now."

"Do you also like skinny ones?"

Regis joked with a smile, and at the same time snapped his fingers at the bartender, "Give me a pure white kiss."

"okay."

The bartender professionally took out the mixing glass from behind his waist and added ingredients to it.

The crimson powder, the colorless liquid with white smoke, the things thrown by the bartender made Cheng Hai's bones tingle for a while, and he immediately replied: "I only have a handful of bones left, what more skinny do I need?" In other words, I prefer succubus."

This is true.

"Succubus?"

Regis was a little surprised and looked at him with interest.

"Well, their oil pushing skills are good." Cheng Hai said casually.

Although he's only seen this in certain works of art.

"This hobby is quite similar to that of Lord Kerrick." Regis smiled.

"That's not true." Cheng Hai spread his hands and said.

Besides maintenance, what can a skeleton do to find a girl?

Tailbone grinding?

"Mr. Regis, your pure white kiss."