"What you see doesn't mean anything." Garen still looked lazy.
"So the commander is ready to deny it?" The envoy of Bailong Mountain said angrily. He has long been displeased with the commanders of the twelfth level. A master who is stronger than many votes, this is an insult to his dignity as a strong man.
He is also one of the few fourteenth-level white dragons in Bailong Mountain!
"What do you mean by not accepting your account? You can't say such things indiscriminately, Mr. Garen." Andrew stepped up from the side without fear.
"Boy Andrew, do you have the right to speak to me when I talk to the commander?" Garrison from Bailong Mountain stared at Andre unkindly.
"Okay, okay, stop arguing. Void creatures are fine on the main plane, but in our abyss, who cares about them?" the representative of the hag's tribal elders said slowly and sharply. "So what if there are void creatures? We never care where any creature comes from, as long as he is in the abyss, he is a part of us."
"A blasphemer!" Bailongshan Jialun stared at the hag elder with wide eyes.
"Tiamat is your god, not ours. Garren, you'd better be careful what you say." The hag elder didn't fear him at all.
"Quiet!"
Seeing that the crowd below was about to quarrel, Garen simply clapped his hands and made noise.
"Don't worry about other rumors, now, I need you to launch a surprise attack." Garen ordered.
"Raid?" the frost giant Saratul said, "I like it! Who is the target this time, Commander?" He was gearing up to slam his fists into each other.
"The goal this time" Garen smiled slightly, "It's the Fortress of Thousand Cries."
"Oh?" The frost giant was taken aback.
Although there is no harmony between the fortresses, they are at least in the same alliance. Such a surprise attack on another fortress is likely to be jointly attacked by other fortresses.
No one objected, everyone was thinking about it, and Garen revealed the true intention of the raid target.
"Anyone object?" Garen asked in advance instead.
This plan was not made by him, but it was requested by the Demon Lord of Lies.
This guy is not very satisfied with controlling half of the fortress. Anyway, there are no rules in the abyss. Although it is an alliance of the same race in name, there is no rule that he cannot attack other fortresses. The abyss will be more happy because of this, but the pressure to bear is heavy That's all.
It happened that the expansion was going to be done anyway, so Garen simply set his first target at the Fortress of Thousand Cries.
"I object." The captain of the White Feather Troop, Mond, said in a low voice. "With our current strength, the success rate of raiding the Fortress of Thousand Cries is too low, and the plan is not very successful."
"It doesn't matter." Gallon raised his hand, "The two deputy commanders of the Fortress of Thousand Cries will be responsible for solving it. And their orthodox leader, the Lord of the Fortress, I believe they will have a good home." He didn't say it clearly, obviously he had already made other arrangements up.
The fortress owner is at least level 15 strong, with a strong background, and may be the incarnation of some powerful beings. But Garen dared to say such a light word.
This immediately made everyone present tremble.
"It seems that the leader has made a decision, so we won't say much." The leader of the ghoul party said quietly, "We can't do what is beyond our capabilities, but we can still do what we can."
"Killing will bring more resources, more souls, and I need these." Garen smiled.
The tone was set thus, and a new round of war broke out within a few words from Garen.
A large number of legionary demons and mercenary slaves rushed to the Fortress of Thousand Cries adjacent to them. Under the leadership of the leaders, millions of tyrannical troops rushed towards the Fortress of Thousand Cries that was shaped like a human rib. .
The news spread to other fortresses in the surrounding area at once, causing dissatisfaction among the demons. On the contrary, instead of attacking the empty fortress of revenge, the demons attacked Wankui from the side with the legion of the fortress of revenge.
The forty-seventh part of the Hell Legion commanded millions of devils, brought thousands of hell floating warships, and various war fortresses, and launched a general attack on Wanwai.
As a last resort, Commander Wan Cry was furious and took action himself. Together with his two deputy commanders and three top masters, he officially went into battle with the divine weapon, the Bow of Miserable Misery. Deal with the upcoming powerful opponents.
Jiu Jiao, the leader of the Hell Legion, also took the Hell Artifact, and faced the leader Shaking Wanwai head-on.
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The red and blue sky are divided into half, completely dyeing the dark red and dead sky of the abyss into two different color areas.
There are countless flames floating in the red sky, and huge blue ice crystals are floating in the blue sky.
On the dividing line between the two skies, two figures, one red and one blue, are colliding crazily. They are like comets, flying and turning continuously, pulling out their usual tails and hitting each other again and again, sending out huge vibrations Voice.
The red figure is a demon in flame armor holding two swords. This is a standard Baator demon with a bull head, a bear body, and elephant legs. Huge high-temperature flames are burning all over his body. He holds a huge flaming sword in his hand. Holding the pitch-black crystal giant sword in one hand, the terrifying high-temperature force field of tens of thousands of degrees was constantly distorting around him, completely burning the air and blurring it.
He is the leader of the Fortress of Thousand Wails, the peak of the 15th level Baator Balrog - Ron.
On the other side, the blue ice armor with a silver crown on his head is a strong warrior with a vaporized lower body. His upper body has the shape of a human male, but his eyes are deep dark blue, and his hair is a blue flame that burns and flutters.
This is Bahamsdak, the head of the Legion of Hell, the pinnacle of the fifteenth level, holding a huge ice hammer in his hand, which is the artifact he holds.
The change in the sky on both sides is also the terrifying energy radiation bursting out from the continuous collision between the black crystal sword and the blue warhammer.
The aftermath of the radiation alone makes the harsh environment of the abyss even more terrifying.
Few soldiers below dare to approach here.
On the other side, countless demons and devils are fighting frantically, the colorful light of energy and the explosion of spells come and go one after another, and various war weapons such as arrows, rolling stones, kerosene, corrosive gas bombs, corpse explosions, etc. are constantly intertwined.
Some of those who rushed too deep were red-eyed, and just cut off the head of a devil, and were immediately smashed into meat paste by other devils.
The thorn archers and skeleton archers poured down the rain of arrows crazily, and all kinds of magic arrows with runes rained down like a torrential rain, causing a large number of casualties on the battlefield.
Meteor fire rain, cold winter hail, all kinds of large-scale war spells overwhelmingly enveloped the battlefield areas.
The entire battlefield is full of chaos, killing, and howling.
The demons attacked one side and took revenge in the base camp of the Fortress Legion.
A petite white dragon sat on a special metal chair, followed by several elite top experts, looking at the boiling energy tide over the battlefield in the distance.
The White Dragon was exactly Garen who led the army from the Fortress of Revenge.
"The time is almost up now, and it's time to get ready for the upcoming battle." He said in a low voice. "Your Highness, are you ready?"
"Ready? No, no, no." A black-robed woman behind Garen laughed softly. It looked like she was an ordinary elite woman standing behind Garen, but only a few people present knew that this was the real initiator of this war, the supreme existence from the void—the Lord of Lies.
"No preparation required."
The devil replied with a smile.
"My strength is recovering very quickly. As long as I swallow most of the souls of this war, I should be able to recover most of them. And you"
She looked at Garen in front of her.
"What you need now is nothing more than a slight qualitative change leading to a fifteenth level qualitative change"
"Qualitative change?" Gallon's strength can't be concealed by the lie lord, and even the disguise on his body was arranged by the lie lord. As a lie lord, his ability to disguise and deceive is second to none among all the lie lords. , even if the gods come, don't try to see through Garen's true strength.
He is still a level 12 white dragon in the eyes of outsiders.
"Yes, as a gift in return for a qualitative change, I will give you the core of the Lord of Fortress of Thousand Cries." The Demon Lord of Lies spread out his hands, and the shrunken phantoms of the two commanders who were fighting in the distant sky slowly emerged in his palms.
The miniature versions of their images kept colliding in her palm, and she didn't find anything abnormal at all.
"Qualitative change." Garen realized something, and his core choice was the poisonous eye. However, with the acceleration of the recent promotion, the nine-sided body, which had been quiet before, finally appeared abnormal. The nine-sided body is the key core for void creatures to use killing to accumulate strength with maximum efficiency after entering this world.
But Garen had killed so many creatures, but he didn't feel that this thing had any effect on him.
But at this moment, on this battlefield, he suddenly felt a slight vibration from the black nine-sided body.
click
Subtle cracking sounds were slowly transmitted from the nine-sided body. Gallon looked inside and paid attention to it, and soon found various fine cracks continuously emerging from the inside of the nine-sided body.
As the number of cracks increased, Garen gradually felt a subtle change slowly rising from the very bottom of his life, gradually rushing to his heart and flowing through his whole body.
The lie lord glanced at him, smiled slightly, and said nothing.
"He has begun to evolve, and the nine-sided body has accumulated for so long before it explodes. It seems that his physical evolution needs a lot of origin." Another master of void parasites whispered.
"Normally, I've never seen a branch of the white dragon with a snake's back." Another female demon laughed coquettishly.
Garen's body was undergoing more and more changes as the nine-sided body collapsed.
He suddenly recovered his original huge body, broke the chair directly, and was about to soar into the sky, but the lie devil waved his hand lightly, and everything returned to its original state immediately.
In the eyes of outsiders, Garen is still sitting on a chair, chatting and laughing with his subordinates, but the real situation is that Garen's body has already floated up into the air, with huge twisted muscles floating out of his body, and his skin has begun to shed layer by layer stand up.
hiss! !
Garen roared loudly, pulled it, and two pairs of cicada-like fleshy wings appeared on his back, and the original dragon wings gradually shrunk, becoming slender fleshy wings that were exactly the same as the other two pairs. A pair of six wings slowly flapped behind Garen's back. There are no scales on the surface of these wings, and the whole body is bloody. They look like wings that have just been skinned, with wet mucus flowing on the surface.
laugh!
All of a sudden, Garen's six wings directly opened countless densely packed countless green eyes. These small eyes were like countless blisters, blinking slowly on the wings, emitting evil and greedy pure vision.
Hiss! ! !
Garen's slender snake's neck raised and let out a piercing, piercing whistling sound.
(end of this chapter)