In the middle Abyss, the scorching wind howled, bringing with it the pungent sll of sulfur, constantly blowing at the charred ground.
Fat Tiger cautiously poked a head out of the cave residence. He looked around, found nothing moving around him, and slowly extended his other two heads.
The three noses of the three heads sniffed with all their might and identified the slls in the air. After confirming that there was indeed no sll of ‘that guy’, Fat Tiger completely crawled out. His master had been gone for a long ti, so long that Fat Tiger could not even count the number of days. However, Fat Tiger was a good child. He still rembered that Master Roy had told him to watch over the house when he left, so even after so long, Fat Tiger still stayed nearby.
After erging, Fat Tiger turned back, raised the soil to cover the hole he had drilled out of, and then carefully spread his wings and flew into the distance.
As he flew, Fat Tiger vigilantly observed the surrounding ground under him.
As Roy had left for so long, the ice and snow near the cave where he and Fat Tiger lived had already lted. After losing the ice and snow, the ground near the cave returned to its scorching black state.
Of course, with Fat Tiger around, the area around the cave was still his and Roy’s territory. Fat Tiger was still fierce, and any middle-rank demon who dared to approach here would be chased away or bitten to death. Fat Tiger faithfully fulfilled his master’s instructions.
However, despite this situation lasting for a long ti, the situation changed about forty days ago.
A powerful balor, a fla demon, appeared near the territory!
Balors could be said to be one of the more famous demon races among the Abyss demons. Their massive bodies were burning with raging flas, and they had huge demon horns and hideous faces. Their weapons were usually fla whips or fla swords. They were notorious for being hot-tempered and easily angered. In many myths and legends of nurous worlds, they appeared as the representative of demons. And in the Abyss, they were also recognized as powerful. The demons of this race had relatively strong bloodlines, and they could often smoothly promote to high-rank demons.
Balors were a kind of elental demon and the archenemies of frost demons. Fire and water were incompatible, and it was vividly portrayed between balors and frost demons. Even many demon lords felt that if they wanted to recruit an army without internal conflicts, they could not recruit balors if they recruited frost demons, and vice-versa.
This balor that appeared near the territory was a guy about to promote to high-rank demon. He seed to have been wandering in the middle Abyss for a long ti. Along the way, his huge body left long-lasting fla trails on the ground, forming a fla-like path, and the demons that encountered him either died or avoided him in fear. It could be said that this fla demon was a walking fla.
When he passed by Roy’s territory, Fat Tiger glared at him from afar in order to protect the territory, afraid that he would break into it.
Facing a hellhound, the balor actually looked down on it and had not thought of staying. But unfortunately, just as the balor was about to leave the territory, a scorching wind blew over and spread Fat Tiger’s scent!
This balor imdiately stopped. He could sll the scent coming from the wind. In fact, his sense of sll was not very sensitive, but out of his sensitivity to natural enemies, he could sll the unique scent of frost demons from Fat Tiger’s sll.
When he realized that there was actually a frost demon nearby, the balor imdiately ignited his fighting spirit. He turned around and slowly walked back.
Fat Tiger realized that sothing was wrong. He imdiately bared his teeth and roared at the fla demon, warning him not to get close. However, the fla demon laughed sinisterly and whipped his whip at Fat Tiger.
Fat Tiger, who had good combat awareness, imdiately jumped away and launched a counterattack. His frost head opened its mouth and shot ice bullets at the fla demon.
Fat Tiger’s three heads had frost, fire, and venom attacks. Without a doubt, fire attacks were useless against fla demons, and the venom was the sa. In front of the burning body, the venom would evaporate before it even hit the fla demon. Only frost attacks could cause so damage to the fla demon. Unfortunately, Fat Tiger’s frost power was not as strong as Roy’s. Against a natural enemy of frost demons like the fla demon, its frost power was not enough!
The balor waved his hand and turned Fat Tiger’s ice bullets into wisps of blue smoke. Then he sneered, stretched out his finger, and hooked it at Fat Tiger’s position!
Boom! An explosive pillar of fire rose from the ground where Fat Tiger was. If Fat Tiger had not dodged quickly, he would have been hit!
This balor did not approach him. He just stood on the spot and continuously used magic to create huge fla pillars that spewed out like oil blowouts, forcing Fat Tiger to flee in all directions.
Fat Tiger had no choice but to spread his wings and fly up. He flew over in the sky and looked down at the fla demon. But unexpectedly, the fla demon did not dodge and let Fat Tiger pounce on him.
Fat Tiger had just landed on the fla demon’s shoulder, but before he could open his mouths and bite down, a burnt sll ca from the soles of his feet. Fat Tiger scread and flew up again, only to find that the soles of his feet had been burned!
To Fat Tiger, this fla demon was like a porcupine, and the high-temperature flas all over his body were his armor. It was the first ti Fat Tiger had encountered such a troubleso enemy. After fighting for a long ti, he realized that he was only passively taking hits, and he could not hurt the opponent at all.
If there were any shortcomings of this fla demon, it might be that his movents were slow, and he could not fly. After suffering an enormous loss, Fat Tiger did not dare to continue fighting, so he hurriedly spread his wings and flew away.
When he encountered a powerful enemy, he could not care less about the territory being invaded...
However, sothing even worse was yet to co. Fat Tiger did not expect that the fla demon did not intend to leave but stayed here and wandered around Roy’s territory every day.
Fat Tiger needed to eat as well, and he had to look for food every once in a while. However, ever since the fla demon wandered around here, Fat Tiger would frequently encounter him whenever he went out for food. Every ti he ran into the balor, he would be hunted down by the fla demon. With his mobility, Fat Tiger was able to escape most of the ti. But under the magic attacks of the fla demon, he would sotis suffer injuries and escape miserably.
Over ti, Fat Tiger learned his lesson. Every ti he went out, he first had to see if the fla demon was nearby. Moreover, he would cover the entrance of the cave after he went out. He knew very well that this fla demon was probably here for his Master Roy. Once the balor found out where the cave residence was, he would destroy it, and when Master Roy returned, he would have no ho...
After flying for about five kiloters, Fat Tiger saw a monster below, so he imdiately pounced on it. His three heads bit the monster’s neck fiercely and bit it off so that it would stop struggling completely. Then he lay down and began to eat and enjoy the soul.
After he was full, Fat Tiger stood up, shook his entire body, getting rid of the blood on him, and then slowly turned back.
When he was about to reach ho, Fat Tiger was stunned because he saw that the balor had appeared not far away. And this ti, he was at the entrance of the cave!
Still find it?! Fat Tiger’s three heads looked at each other and then charged at the fla demon without hesitation.
This ti! Must chase him away!
Seeing Fat Tiger rushing over and continuously firing frost attacks at him, the balor laughed sinisterly and shouted, “Stupid dog! Overestimating yourself!”
A wall of flas erged in front of the fla demon, blocking all of Fat Tiger’s frost attacks. After the ice bullets and icicles touched the fire wall, they all evaporated.
At the sa ti, a huge fire pillar appeared under Fat Tiger’s feet, forcing him to fly up again. As he circled above the fla demon’s head, he shot out ice bullets, looking as though he was planning on fighting to the death with the fla demon.
But unexpectedly, at this mont, the fla demon waved his right hand, and a giant fla fist suddenly appeared in the air and smashed down at Fat Tiger! The fla demon and Fat Tiger had exchanged blows many tis, but this was the first ti that the fla demon had demonstrated an anti-air attack. Caught off guard, Fat Tiger was hit by the fla fist and imdiately fell from the sky while whimpering.
After landing, Fat Tiger could not get up for a long ti. His back was scorched black by the high temperature of the giant fla fist, and his pair of wings was in an appalling state.
But even so, Fat Tiger still forced himself to stand up again and spat a mouthful of cold air at the fla demon.
With a sneer, the balor incinerated the cold air. He stretched out his finger and scratched his chest, as though this attack had only tickled him. After he finished scratching, he flung Fat Tiger away.
Fat Tiger was sent flying dozens of ters away. He rolled in the air countless tis before smashing into the ground with a bang.
The fla demon slowly walked over, stretched out two fingers, and pulled Fat Tiger out of the pit. He looked at Fat Tiger and sneered. “I thought that there was a frost demon raising you, but it seems like you’ve been abandoned! That’s fine. Since I can’t find the frost demon, then I’ll eat you! The last ti I ate a hellhound seed to be two years ago...” With that, he lifted Fat Tiger and placed him above his head. Then he opened his mouth that was still burning with flas and prepared to throw Fat Tiger into his mouth.
But at this mont, a ray of light suddenly appeared on Fat Tiger’s body. It ca and went quickly and soon disappeared.
The fla demon saw it and was stunned for a mont. He gently shook Fat Tiger’s body but found nothing out of the ordinary, so he no longer cared and opened his mouth again, prepared to eat.
But at this mont, with a crisp sound, half of the tip of a sword stained with purple demon blood erged from the fla demon’s chest. The strong cold aura contained in the blade even dispersed the flas on the fla demon’s chest...
At the sa ti, a cold voice ca from behind. “What are you doing to my dog?”
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