Chapter 1792 - 1054: Say No to the Abyss!

"Fran... Fort?"

When seeing this name, Chrono somehow felt a slight sense of familiarity in his heart.

It was as if the image of Fran Fort had once appeared in the corner of his memory.

"When and where did I hear about this?"

However, no matter how hard he tried to recall, he couldn’t remember where he had heard of the existence of Fran Fort, the corner of his memory was a blank void.

"I must have remembered wrong."

Chrono was quite confident in his memory. If he couldn’t recall it, it was probably because he truly hadn’t encountered Fran Fort.

So, should we go in now?

From the current distance they’re standing, they could already smell a foul stench, and they could see the outline of Fran Fort, along with large patches of what still counted as dense forest.

Even in the forests of Fran Fort, on the Demon Continent, it’s considered quite a bit of greenery. That little stench was automatically filtered out by the noses of the Demon Clan, or rather, that little stench was no big deal.

This area named Fran Fort was quite big, delving into it would take at least half a day to walk through.

The scenery on both sides of it was quite disjointed with its style, with flowing lava ruins to the left and a foggy tundra, shrouded in a white mist where nothing was visible, to the right.

Nestled in the middle, Fran Fort appeared quite innocent, seemingly a good place to explore first.

Wait, why did I start considering exploring a dungeon?

Chrono clicked his tongue displeased, if it weren’t for the Twilight Dungeon being as silent as the dead and having confiscated the Teleportation Gate, he wouldn’t be searching for the Teleportation Gate aimlessly like now.

Even if he explored this bizarre gathering place, what if there was no Teleportation Gate there, wouldn’t it be a waste?

There’s still a way to leave, and that is to commit suicide, utilizing the function of the Teleportation Crystal to send oneself out.

But unless it was a situation of last resort, he really didn’t want to use that thing.

Because for the Demon Clan’s Resurrection House, no, they didn’t have a term like Resurrection House. All they had were hospitals set up beside the dungeon, the Resurrection House was just an attachment... unlike humans who had strict regulation and rules.

If sent there by the Teleportation Crystal, there was no certainty of coming out again, even though he was a noble Demon King Bloodline, he absolutely didn’t want to go to such a place.

What if someone who knew the Resurrection Technique wanted to take his head and run to some other place?

"You, go check the left, you go to the right."

Chrono immediately ordered his subordinates to investigate those peculiar sceneries on both sides of Fran Fort, planning to judge where to explore first.

Before long, the Demon Clan soldiers returned and brought back intelligence:

The left was named [Chaos Ruins of Izalis].

The right was named [Outer Wall Snowfield].

Just entering the Chaos Ruins of Izalis, they were ambushed by a mass of tentacles, and the savage, ferocious attack frightened the Demon Clan into retreating immediately, not daring to move a muscle.

As for the Outer Wall Snowfield... the Demon Clan exploring there was a brave one, daring to walk into the fog voluntarily.

"I, I couldn’t see anything after going in, everywhere was fog, and there was something bumping into me in the fog!"

The demon being bumped around in the air by a bunch of hard, unseeable objects, as if playing badminton, emitted a barely alive voice.

"..."

Chrono sliced open his palm and splashed a bit of blood on the unlucky fellow, who instantly recovered, becoming lively again, repeatedly thanking him.

He took a deep breath, and finally turned his gaze towards Fran Fort.

At least after stepping into this forest, they hadn’t been attacked by trees, nor had random wild animals inexplicably emerged to attack them.

This place seemed the easiest to deal with!

However, in Chrono’s perception, this place wasn’t so easy either.

He sensed quite a few Monster auras from it, as for their strength, by his standard, it was acceptable.

The Twilight Dungeon was maintaining such a large area while still being able to summon monsters of passable quality? It was becoming more and more absurd!

Chrono’s attitude towards Sain Dungeon rose to respect.

Besides those monsters, there were some powerful presences, but...

"I can’t perceive them?"

It was as if his perception ability encountered an obstruction, he couldn’t fully see those presences’ strength.

So that’s how it is, the Twilight Dungeon was intentionally hiding them.

Chrono displayed a mocking smile, flicked up the cape behind him while pointing towards the place where he sensed unknown presences, issuing an order:

"Everyone go wild, let’s see the welcoming ceremony prepared by this dungeon for us."

"Howl howl!" The Demon Clan soldiers responded in the most straightforwardly rough way.

From afar, Fran Fort looked like a forest with unusually weird colors, but upon closer inspection, it turned out to be a massive accumulation of toxic swamps within the forest. Anyone stepping into it would not only be poisoned but find their movement severely hindered, with the deepest part of the swamp reaching their waist.

However, once the Demon Clan soldiers one by one liberated their transformations, humans appeared no different from Dwarves in front of their rapidly increasing height, the swamps that could trap humans became mere puddles before the Demon Clan.