Chapter 1269 Abyss Level

Chen Feng tried to rule some levels, but it was not a simple matter to implement it. For example, the Underdark is not even a well-known level. It is only because of Rose's rule that some people pay attention to it here.

Besides the Underdark, there are also some planes that have been operating for countless years. Even in the endless abyss, there are some planes that are considered outstanding. Any devil who hears about it will feel an instinctive tremor in his soul.

Azzagrat

Azgrat is the domain of Graz'zt, a pit lord. Azgrat extends over three levels, the 45th, 46th and 47th. Since these three layers are ruled by the same pit lord, they have the same characteristics and many interconnected entrances.

The River of Salt is one of the ties running through the three floors, like liquid salt crystals that shimmer with a crystalline luster. Needless to say, immersion in river water is fatal.

Other notable features include the interconnecting entrances between the three floors, which look like groves of vipers and hearths with green fires. But thanks to Graz'zt's brutal sense of humor, some hearths glowing green are merely filled with flames and contain no entrance at all.

The environments of the three areas aren't very hostile yet; each resembles a twisted version of the Material Plane. Layer 45, for example, resembles an endless gray prairie washed by rain. The 46th floor is lit from the ground, so the shadows are strangely like black pillars rising into the sky. The 47th floor (which can only be reached from the upper two floors and cannot be reached from the Wanyuan Plain) is illuminated by the blue sun. The flames here are purple instead of red, and they deal cold damage. Thus, creatures normally immune to fire might be surprised when they come near flames.

Nalatel.

Naratel, known as the City of the Dead, is a frigid realm carved out of the frozen ocean's surface. The icy architecture of Naratel is a frozen necropolis, dotted with tall mausoleums, towering funerary obelisks, catacomb parapets, and plucked corpses from the tens of thousands of restless dead in Naratel. A carpet of woven hair. The city's martial legions include mantras, vampiric giants, and liches of all kinds. Many ordinary soldiers are mostly zombies, ghouls, wights, and other rotting corpses that follow the darkness.

Who is ruling Nalatel seems to be a question. In untold ages, a powerful demon lord named Orcus claimed possession of the entire plane. Orcus, however, has been pronounced dead. A drow deity of vengeance and immortality claims the loot of the victor and the corresponding layer jurisdiction, as well as the layer's crown jewel, Naratel. However, there are convincing clues that Orcus is not as dead as many people think. The drow god has disappeared, and no one knows whether she escaped or was killed. Is it true that Orcus reigns once more over icy Thanatos, with that bony hand clenched once more upon his dreadful scepter?

All these were learned by Chen Feng relying on the knowledge in his mind,

Compared with Naratel, the Plain of Bones where Saruman lived was just some barren slopes, nothing more!

What's more, this kind of open and covert battle involving two divine mansions is beyond Chen Feng's current strength. One layer lost the traces and even lives of the two divine mansions one after another. From this we can see how much moisture is hidden here!

And some levels are ruled by other dark creatures, such as Yeenoghu's domain!

Number of layers: 422

Dominator: Yeenoghu trait;

Yeenoghu, the savage and brutal demon lord, the Lord of the Gnolls dominates the dark prairie on the 422nd floor of the abyss. He named it "Yenoghu's Realm" boringly. Yet the name is quite fitting, and the countless gnolls and mortal slaves who live under its low-hanging blood-red sun admit it: in any land overlooked from the heights of his towering fortress, Yahweh Nogudu is the undisputed ruler.

As a ruler at this level, the opponent's favorite thing is to plunder labor and enslave other races!

In addition to the hard-to-touch levels above, there are also some levels in Chen Feng's knowledge base that can be seen from a distance but not played with.

Cursed Throat: Gnolls are doomed to be careless by their savage nature, and among the countless mortal slaves working hard in the open air, some are constantly obsessed with escaping, so for mortals, the safest way is to flee east , to a raging yellow sea—a refuge known as the Throat of the Damned.

The Gnoll Lord and his snarling minions hated the soupy sea and refused to approach its harsh waters. Far from the coast, a fleet of mortal slaves assembled for survival, circled the coast back and forth to rescue fugitive slaves, or even mortal gnolls who would not submit to Yeenoghu's heinous demands. While a single sea beast caught by chance could feed an entire fleet for a month or more, their most common source of food was human flesh.

When food became scarce, the crew would isolate and kill the weaker passengers, and use the corpses as dry food for everyone on board. Each member eats a morsel of his former comrades to prove their loyalty and dedication to survival, but the real feast has yet to begin, until some new arrivals refuse the horrific Horrible meal. At this time, the nervous crowd will attack these "cowards" with ruthless and brutal savagery, will kill them and cook their bodies as a main course.

It is hard to imagine that the population of slaves who simply escaped from one level has formed a small world. I can't help but sigh, as a level master, how many creatures have been enslaved by Yeenoghu for a long time!

This is the abyss. Every level is as terrifying as hell. In comparison, the Underdark is relatively civilized. After all, there is an order that no other level has ever had!

If he really wanted to choose a level as a strategy, Chen Feng would not choose those small worlds that have been built for countless years and have countless resources, but would attack places like the Throat of the Damned.

After all, for example, even if there are a few powerful people visiting the Throat of the Curse, most of the people wandering in that layer are slaves who escaped from Yeenoghu's Domain!

Compared with other worlds that have a god's mansion behind the scenes, a place like the Cursed Throat is undoubtedly a place outside the law, a land without owners!

Of course, Chen Feng had a certain amount of self-knowledge. If he wanted to occupy it, he would need a low-level divine mansion at the very least. If he entered a realm like his own rashly, even if he was lucky enough to occupy it, he would be accidentally played to death by the neighbors around him.

Looking at the bloody battlefield, Chen Feng sneered, and said a sentence that would make countless professionals look sideways if they heard it: "After all...the strength is too weak!"