Edge of the Apocalypse

Chapter 320: Abyss Devil (1)

The morning light was picturesque.

Caesar opened his eyes slightly. His eyelids seemed to weigh a thousand kilograms, and he slowly lifted them up with a dry feeling. In his eyes, he saw a blurry shadow. After his line of sight gradually focused, a painting expressing the joy of the autumn harvest hung on the wall reflected in Caesar's eyes. He turned blankly elsewhere, and his neck, like a rusty machine, began to spin with difficulty.

He saw candlesticks hanging from the ceiling, wallpaper that had fallen off somewhere, two tungsten-filament lamps mounted on the wall, and a mirror. As well as his pale lips in the mirror. Caesar found himself lying on the bed. He looked down at his chest, and there was only a piece of disinfectant gauze sticking to his abdomen. He gently removed the gauze. The wound that had been stabbed by Baku had already formed a scar and left a dent.

"I'm still alive" Caesar lay down. This was his first thought.

The second thought was, "Where is this?"

"Yes, tell Young Master Allen that I will go later. Let me see how our big man is today " The door suddenly opened and a middle-aged man walked in. He suddenly saw Caesar and said joyfully, "Are you awake? God bless you, hurry up and inform Young Master Allen that the big man is awake!"

Caesar did not know what God was, nor did he know who this man was. He could tell that Alan had obviously saved him. It didn't take long for Alan, who was dressed in a gown, to walk into the room. Father Miro retreated and left the room for them.

Alan nodded and said, "You're finally awake, Caesar. You've been unconscious for almost a month."

"I've slept for so long?" Caesar asked in surprise.

"Your wound is infected. Although you managed to survive in the end, the virus seems to have affected your nervous system." Alan pointed to his head and said, "The doctor said you might never wake up, but I know you won't sleep like this."

Caesar seemed to think of something, and his chest rose and fell, and he said excitedly, "I must go back."

"No, no, no. You're still very weak. Quickly lie down." "Who hurt you, Caesar? That night, Baku said you were killed by Storm City's army " Alan pushed him back to his bed.

"Baku." Caesar smiled bitterly. "The man who was my brother has changed, my friend. He is covered in rage, and Baku's body is now filled with rage and vengeance. He was the one who attacked me!"

"Baku did it?" Alan didn't seem to have a big reaction. He asked, "Why?"

"I don't know, but he talked about releasing the demons from his ancestral tomb. Killing me might be part of his plan."

"An ancestral tomb? A demon?" Ellen frowned and said, "What the hell is going on?"

Caesar shook his head and said, "The people of Sur have always thought that there is a treasure in the Ash Mountains, but we know that there is no such thing as a treasure in that mountain. There is a devil imprisoned in that mountain, and we, the Bymonds, have lived there for generations to guard it and make sure that it cannot leave. Otherwise, it will destroy everything."

"Abyss Devil? Caesar, are you talking about the Abyss Devil? Are you talking about a legendary creature?" Alan found it hard to believe. He believed that this was some kind of metaphor.

When the door opened, Father Miro reminded him, "Young Master Allen, it's time for you to go to the shrine. The wedding is about to begin."

"Wedding?" Caesar looked at Alan in surprise.

Alan shook his head and smiled. "It's a friend's wedding. It's very important. I have to be there. You rest first and we'll talk more when I get back."

Today was the day of the wedding of Edward and Nero, and the wedding was held at the shrine in Sur City. The beliefs of this world have nothing to do with Christ, and the objects of the gods are different from place to place. For example, in the Bailey Empire, people generally believed in the God of War, Sabis. There was a War God Temple in Sur City, and Nero was looking at herself in the mirror in a room in the temple.

She, who was still slightly green, was already dressed by the maid, so she was just short of combing her long brown hair. Niro clenched her small hand tightly. There was anger in her eyes, but there was more helplessness in her eyes. Niro was angry when she found out that her father had used his marriage to do business. But what's the use of being angry? Actually, she also knew that many women like her needed to trade their marriages.

However, she did not expect that her father would become the City Lord overnight. Unexpectedly, Ethan married her to an outsider.

She didn't even know who the so-called Edward was?

At this moment, someone walked in. Niro saw that it was a handsome youth about her age. His sea-blue eyes shone like blue gemstones in the sunlight outside the window. Niro watched as he walked towards her, took the comb from the maid's hand, and brushed her hair with a gentle gesture.

"I'm Edward, beautiful Miss Nero." Edward whispered.

Niro's body trembled slightly.

'"I know Miss Nero doesn't even know who I am, and I understand the harm this political marriage has done to you. But trust me, I will take good care of you no matter what. You won't be hurt in the slightest, so please don't worry, Miss Nero, leave yourself to me." Edward combed her hair seriously.

He lowered his body slightly and kissed Niru gently on the cheek. "Look, you're so charming. I'm so happy to have a wife like you," he said, looking up into the mirror.

He nimbly wrapped Niro's long hair around his head. Edward held a crown pin next to him and fixed his hair before withdrawing with a smile. Niro felt her heart beating so hard that she suddenly thought that the husband wasn't too bad either. At the very least, he was gentle and handsome.

However

Niro frowned slightly. When he looked into the mirror just now, his eyes seemed to have turned from sea blue to golden?

The girl shook her head, thinking that she must be mistaken.

Outside the room, Edward sighed softly and said, "Think of it as compensation."

In the main hall of the Divine Hall, the invited guests had already arrived. The hall was packed, and some people even had to stand. On stage, Ethan stretched out his hand to silence the crowd. "Distinguished guests, I have two big things to announce today. The first, of course, is the marriage of the little girl, Nero, and Edward. Edward is a capable young man, so I'm relieved to leave Nero to him," he said.

The people below whispered that Ethan and Allen were naturally associated when news of Niru's and Edward's marriage reached them. His imagination was rich, and he had already vaguely guessed that Baron York's death was definitely related to the two of them. However, they only dared to speculate in private. After all, Ethan's inheritance of York's property was legal in name. If anyone doubted it, the first to jump out would not be Ethan, but the empire's Constitutional Executive.

"Second, I would like to take this opportunity to announce that I am honored to invite Mr. Allen to join our Chamber of Commerce for his great contribution to Sur City. I believe that under Mr. Allen's leadership, our Sur City's economy will grow by leaps and bounds."

Hearing this news, Xiao En smiled bitterly, but he didn't dare to stand out against it. Allen's automated textile machines had earned him a good reputation in the city and in the handicraft industry. Now, including Xiao En, are counting on him to provide some more advanced textile technology, thereby greatly increasing the output and quality of textiles.

Naturally, such a person could be considered as the president of the Chamber of Commerce.

Ethan watched with satisfaction as the guests below cheered and applauded for the two major events he had announced. As for the gazes of others that had other meanings, he automatically ignored them.

Today is a very important day for many people. Edward, Alan, and even Baku were no exception.

Just as the wedding of the daughter of the city lord was being held in the War God Temple in Sur City, Baku was standing at the edge of a cave in the Az Mountains. On both sides of the cave, beast skeletons were buried in the hollowed cave. This made the cave look extremely gloomy. There was a faint glow of fire in the cave. Through the glow of fire, one could see that the passageway in the cave was slanted downwards. From time to time, a gloomy wind blew from the cave, and the sound of the wind was like the murmur of a devil in hell.

Behind Baku, Vajra and several Baymond leaders were present. Today, Baku washed away all the paintings on his face and restored his true self. He only wore a grass skirt, and there was nothing else.

"Have you thought it through? Baku, once you enter, there is no room for regret." Vajra reminded.

Baku grinned and said, "I have been waiting for this day for a long time. I want to go in, Vajra. I will obtain the power of the devil and raze Sur City to avenge Caesar!"

Vajra nodded and took a few steps back. "May the souls of our ancestors take care of you."

Without hesitation, Baku drilled into the cave, which led to the depths of the tomb of the Baimon ancestors. At the same time, it was also sealed with the blood of the Abyss Devils. The Abyss Devils that were passed down from generation to generation in the Baymond population were actually Abyss Devils' blood. Obtaining the blood of the Abyss Devils was equivalent to obtaining the power of the Abyss Devils. However, only a very small number of people knew about this. Moreover, the Baimon people who knew about it were unwilling to use the blood of the Abyss Devils.

The reason for that was because when he obtained the Abyss Devil Blood, that person would also become an Abyss Devil. No one wanted to turn into a devil, but Baku was an exception. This man, whose heart was burned with rage, was willing to go straight to hell in exchange for the power of revenge. Perhaps on that night two years ago, when his wife and children died in front of him, this man had already turned into a devil.

A demon born for revenge!

As Baku walked into the cave, the road beneath his feet began to become rugged. Sharp sharp edges began to appear on the road, and the edges and corners of the stone immediately cut through the skin as he stepped on it. Gradually, a bloody footprint appeared on the ground. And there would still be many, many footprints like this.