The two of them took the box and set off together.

The sky was vast and Napleo felt free for the first time.

He violently threw off the helmet that had been put on his head by the legion commander, and then strode away into the distance.

After Napleau left.

Early the next morning, the God's Punishment Team from the temple really came.

Those notorious madman Black Warriors were swept away, and the famous Black Hell Legion also disappeared.

However, they searched the entire town and could not find the leader of the Black Prison Legion. He seemed to have disappeared out of thin air.

The captain of the God's Punishment Team did not find the evildoer, but he found the hidden underground passage.

"It seems that the other party escaped from here."

Next to the captain of the God's Punishment Team, there was a girl.

The girl seemed to be looking for something, but she didn't see anything and was a little disappointed.

But soon, she discovered something.

She hurried over and picked up a book.

Captain Divine Punishment also followed and found that it was actually a collection of poems.

"Breeman's Poems."

"A very rare and precious book. I didn't expect that such evil people would read such ancient books."

"It is said that this is something handed down from a very old ship."

"The original version has long since disappeared over the years, but it has been passed down orally from some ancient beings."

The girl thought of the dwarf warrior who always held a black sword and shook her head.

"It's not that evildoer's, it's that of a samurai carrying a black sword."

More and more people came here and reported the entire situation. The captain of the God's Punishment Team nodded and told the girl next to him.

"If you haven't found the person who saved you, maybe..."

"It's no longer here."

The girl didn't say anything, she just held the poetry book tightly.

——

Napulo walked among the cities in the Iron Kingdom, and he unified all the underground dark forces that were previously privately controlled by the leader of the Black Hell Army.

Like the legion commander, he also wore a black cloak and never showed his true face.

The legion commander established the Black Hell Legion, and he also established a force called the Hell Legion.

Perhaps, he also hopes to control everyone and enslave everyone like a legion commander.

Lock everyone in his own prison and whip everyone like a warden.

he thinks.

If you want not to be imprisoned by others, then imprison others.

If you don’t want to be someone else’s slave, then become someone else’s master.

Napulo used the method of a divine craftsman to build his body into something similar to a divine weapon, but instead of obtaining the blessings of the gods, he used his strange talent to turn people into ghosts.

The power to enhance one's own "magic weapon".

Perhaps it was because deep down in his heart, he was unwilling to accept even being imprisoned and restrained by gods.

The day the "magic weapon" was refined.

A mark like a black hole appeared on his chest, and anyone he killed would fall into the black hole.

The black hole will lead to an illusory place, and those ghosts will be trapped in it, enslaved and controlled by it.

People in the dark world call this magic weapon the Gate of Hell, and all those who have seen its power tremble when they mention its name.

Gradually, Napleo's reputation far surpassed that of the legion commander, and he became a big figure in the entire dark world of the Iron Kingdom.

Also known as the King of Hell.

The capital of the Iron Kingdom.

Deep in a bustling neighborhood not far from the palace, there is a hidden and mysterious building.

Napulo, who had become a young man, was sitting at the head of a hall. Under his seat floated the ghosts of powerful people who were also hidden under black robes, also known as the messengers of death.

Anyone who dares to resist Napleo will be given death, and an ending even more terrible than death.

Napleau sat on a high seat, looking down at the people below. Some of those people were also carefully looking at him and the ghosts, but as his eyes swept over, they quickly lowered their heads in fear.

"Da da!"

"Da da!"

The hall was very quiet, and the sound of his fingers tapping on the handrail could be heard.

He didn't know why he wanted to do this. He seemed to feel that doing so represented strength and control over everything.

"Everyone is here?"

There was a row of servants kneeling in the hall, all of them seemed to be of high status, either rich or noble.

Some of these people directly belong to him and are members of the Hell Legion.

Some people are the nobles of the kingdom and worship him because of his strength and power.

There are also some people who can only be controlled by Naplo unwillingly because he has a handle on them.

but.

There is no doubt that these people are enslaved by Napulo.

He finally became a powerful person and had power over everyone.

Napleau leaned down and asked the people present a question.

"My servant."

"Today I want to know where the Iron Kingdom will attack next."

"Also, what is the actual situation of the Iron Kingdom, and how long can it last in this racial war?"

That voice directly reflects into everyone's heart, and is a unique way of spiritual communication for powerful people.

He used many methods, but still couldn't speak, but after becoming a powerful person, this seemed not so important.

"The war has been going on for almost ten years. The number of soldiers mobilized by the kingdom is seriously insufficient. Various problems have also arisen among the people. The kingdom's control is constantly declining. The situation is very not optimistic." The kneeling people looked at each other, but finally

Someone still spoke.

"In terms of military affairs, the kingdom is planning to set up an ambush in the Deya Forest next, and launch a general attack on the tree people there in order to regain the situation. After all, it is easier to control the tree people than to control the mermaid clan in the sea.

"The first person talked about the internal situation in the kingdom, and a guy who looked like a general told more exciting information.

"Not only is it pessimistic, in the face of the joint attack from the Mermaid Dark Scale Kingdom and the Treeman Alliance's Autumn Leaf Tribe, the king has decided to send envoys to various countries. If the Platinum Kingdom and the Tin Kingdom do not send troops to rescue, what will happen next?

It’s hard to predict.” Even before the messenger was sent out, the news had already reached here.

This shows that Napleo's current power in the Iron Kingdom.

He is not the apparent king of the Iron Kingdom, but he has step by step ascended to the throne of the Iron Kingdom's king of the dark world.

"Deia Forest?"

Napleau got the news he wanted and nodded with satisfaction.

He likes war because war can bring darkness and death, and darkness and death are his strength.

Next.

He led his hell army to the Deya Forest area.

He made arrangements in a dozen surrounding cities and waited for the war to begin.

As the war horns of the dwarves and treants blew, a large number of people were seen dying like fallen leaves swept away by the autumn wind.

The tall tree men lined up and charged, hundreds of dwarf soldiers were killed, and raging fires burned, turning the forest into ashes.

Deep in the forest, Napleo stood on the crown of a big tree.

He opened his arms and saw the huge ritual formation under his feet spread out, spreading his power around the battlefield.

"bring it on!"

"Come and become my ghost, my soldier."

"Everyone will become my prisoner and my power."

"I am your master."

As corpses fell one after another, a large number of ghosts went deep into the ground, and then ran towards Napleo.
To be continued...