"I don't have that plan." Gallon smiled, "I have countless tyrannical subordinates in the abyss, to be honest, I don't lack you at all, but because of our different relationship, Rosta and Elpheus are the only ones left in the void Stalker, and you are my old friend, so naturally you have to take care of your acquaintances first, right?"
Nadia bit her lips tightly, complex expressions appeared in her eyes. She also thought of the tragic experience of being caught like a trash chicken when she just entered this world.
"let me consider it."
Originally, she wanted to immediately refuse angrily, but when the words came to her lips, they unconsciously changed into another meaning.
"Think about it carefully." Garen was not in a hurry. His plans would not be delayed because of Nadia.
"Rosta, you come with me."
"Yes." Rosta and Elphis immediately responded.
The two stood up, followed Garen to the teleportation array, snorted and disappeared on this floor with a flash of light.
Nadia quietly watched the few people leave, and her heart became more and more shaken.
She has already reached the upper limit of her strength improvement, and she cannot improve again after reaching the legion level. Although this world can improve itself through killing, it is too dangerous as Garen said.
"Perhaps. I should think about it."
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The three of Garen directly appeared in the center of the elemental pool on the top floor.
The six large elemental pools on all four sides are still exuding terrifying energy fluctuations. As soon as they entered here, Rosta and Elpheus were stiff, and they were directly frozen in place by the violent elemental collision, unable to move. The huge energy pressure made their gods feel severe pain in the skin all over their bodies.
Snapped.
Garen snapped his fingers, and the energy concentration around the two returned to normal.
"This is the core of the Tower of Winter, the source of all motivation. I will study here, and you will connect with my soul first, and after imprinting, you will also be able to improve with me."
"Excuse me, Your Excellency." The two hurriedly thanked each other.
"From now on, you will be in charge of managing the Tower of Winter's troops on the main material plane with Koala and the others." Gallon said casually, "I have other things to deal with. The less the soul connection of the legion, the more the promotion will be shared. Bigger is stronger. I plan to find only ten existences for promotion."
Rosta and Elphis trembled suddenly. There were only ten members of the legion. In this way, as long as Garon improved, the help to them would be almost like a terrifying qualitative change. It's almost like a rocket-like leap in strength.
Garen didn't take it seriously either, what he needed now was a master, a master strong enough to help him. Instead of cannon fodder, he has plenty of cannon fodder. Whether it's the abyss or the biochemical pool, he can create enough powerful cannon fodder. But there are still not enough people who can really become his right-hand man.
"If there is no objection, then let's start." Garen said flatly.
"Yes." X2.
As soon as the words were finished, Garen shot out two light red translucent rays of light with a snap of his fingers, piercing precisely between the eyebrows of the two of them.
The two were knocked back by the impact and fell into a coma.
The reddish light continued slowly, and Garen no longer looked at the two of them, but walked to the edge of the biochemical pool to observe the latest changes. Then it just takes time.
Initially, the quota he set includes Andrew and other old subordinates, plus the three Rostas here, and a few candidates from the White Dragon Clan, who are second-class. There are only ten slots in total. Command the huge legions under his command respectively.
The Abyss's legion has been streamlined, and now it is close to 800,000, all of which are cannon fodder demons at the lowest level. There is even a squad leader of level six at the highest.
This power Garen is preparing to stay in the abyss and strengthen it.
He intends to create another large army on the main material plane. It is mainly constructed with biochemical pools and test benches.
"Next, it's time to study divinity." Garen glanced at the dozen or so divine spheres in his soul space. "I don't know how far I will reach after I have completely built and absorbed all of it? I am really looking forward to it."
He simply sat cross-legged on the edge of the biochemical pool, quietly closing his eyes.
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Behind the League of Gods.
Holy Light City
This is the famous birthplace of Fira, and it is rumored to be the origin of all light.
At the very center of the city, a series of long bells continued to ring.
A large number of empty boats floated in the air and sprinkled countless pink and white petals, and countless religious people prayed devoutly.
Because of the wanton slaughter of void creatures, the population has been greatly reduced, but at the same time, the existing people's belief in gods has reached an extremely pious level. Because only the gods can kill the void creatures to eliminate disasters and persecution.
Inside a cathedral in the center of the city.
The Holy Light Cathedral is the most miraculous church in the entire Holy Light City, which is also the place where the gods have manifested their divine power in person.
Dozens of gods have descended here before and after, the most of which is naturally Fira as the main god.
At this moment in the church, the top floors of all the churches gathered here, and demigod-level powerhouses abound. Even some former popes who have reached the lower gods, but still stay in the mortal world without establishing the kingdom of God, also appeared here one after another.
"Praise the gods!!" the current pope, Churches, shouted.
"Praise the gods."
All at once echoed the prayer aloud.
"Evil is stirring up the world, but light will eventually come." The holy referee stepped forward and said loudly, "Heroes naturally emerge in troubled times, and the oracle has come down, and now Bishop Anselon Kyrgyzstan will be awarded the position of knight commander of the highest order. Commanding 1,028 knights of the Supreme Order."
A handsome young man with a faint golden light all over his body and a gentle smile on his face walked into the center of the church surrounded by a group of golden knights.
He was wearing dark golden armor, holding the helmet in one hand, and his long golden hair fluttered slightly with the pace of his progress.
The sacred and majestic music sounded slowly, and as the young knight continued to advance, the high-ranking church officials watching the ceremony on both sides burned golden holy light all over their bodies to show their respect the moment he passed by.
Rays of holy light continuously lit up from both sides of him one by one, turning into golden pillars of light.
Everyone began to pray in low voices.
The Pope stood up and personally handed him the platinum long sword representing the command of the Knights.
"Ansalon, the Lord has been watching you." The Pope smiled kindly at him.
"Your subordinate understands." Ansalon bowed his head, and respectfully reached out to catch the long sword.
The moment his hand touched the long sword.
Chi Chi Chi! !
Countless white-gold rays of light burst out from the long sword instantly.
boom! ! !
In the church, the statues of Phila and dozens of other gods of light bloomed and lit up at the same time, and countless platinum rays of light fell from the statues and converged on the Pope.
"It's an avatar!!"
"It's the incarnation of the great Fira!!"
"My God! The main god has come down on his own initiative!"
The surrounding high-ranking church leaders suddenly showed surprise one by one. At the power handover and authorization ceremony of the highest military institution, the new commander unexpectedly received the glory of the Lord God personally descending!
This is simply a miracle among miracles, an unprecedented honor!
The gathering of countless holy lights completely turned the Pope into a man of light.
His body seemed to have grown taller, and he opened twelve pairs of pure white light wings with a sneer behind his back. A wave of intense and tyrannical divine power naturally spread out.
"Ansalon, I will personally give you a new right and identity." Fila's majestic voice sounded from the light man.
Ansalon couldn't suppress his shock, and hurriedly lowered his head more respectfully, facing Fira's incarnation.
"Praise my lord! The light of my lord shines on thousands of planes." His voice was trembling.
"Your achievements will be turned into a holy sword, your kindness will be turned into a shield of holy light, your justice will be fused into countless hearts of justice, and your anger will be turned into boundless iron blood!" Fila said. The avatar sang aloud in a poetic tone.
He grabbed it with one hand, and countless golden lights gathered into an extremely exquisite and gorgeous armband, which flew to Ansalon's right arm and automatically penetrated it.
"I will bestow upon you the title of the World of the Highest Light. Order: Void Crusader! May your achievements live up to our great trust."
Ansalon's face was obviously excited.
"Subordinates, body and soul will die together! I swear to give everything for the extinction of the void!!!"
The avatar of Fira nodded in satisfaction, and gently sent the long sword in his hand.
Ansalon gently caught it and took it back. There is a strong piety and holiness on his face.
Countless rays of light and flames exploded on him, as if he had instantly turned into a platinum human-shaped torch.
choke!
He pulled out his long sword and raised it high. A terrifying coercion like divine power suddenly spread out.
"You are the son of brilliance." Fira's incarnation said in a low voice.
"Son of Radiance."
The hearts of the high-ranking powerhouses who were watching the ceremony shook instantly. The son of brilliance, which has been rumored for a long time, finally made an official appearance today. It is rumored that he is a powerful man with infinite potential who can directly confront the sons of hell and the existence of the void. It's just that no one ever knew who he was.
Now at last it all became clear.
"Son of Radiance." Ansalon's eyes had completely turned white.
He raised the long sword high, as if it was the most precious treasure in the world.
At this moment, everything about him was sublimated, whether it was soul or body.
Fira's avatar spoke again.
"This is the sword of Shengyao, blessed by the gods, it will be yours."
laugh! ! !
For a moment, everything stands still
At some point, the platinum-gold Excalibur pierced directly between the eyebrows of Fira's avatar.
Ansalon held the divine sword in his hand with a calm expression, and stepped forward fiercely.
laugh.
The blade went deeper inward again.
"You!!" Fira's incarnation was completely stunned. Even he didn't expect that the candidate he had chosen for the World of Light would actually treat him
The high-level people around were also stunned.
Everyone's minds went blank.
This is the core of the Holy Light Cathedral, surrounded by countless powerful people. The incarnation of Fira, who descended from the Holy Spirit, was pierced through the head with a sword during the awarding ceremony
"Are you kidding me?" A demigod turned pale.
"Is this some kind of special ceremony?" The referee and others didn't dare to think in the direction of blasphemy.
"Yes, maybe there is some special ceremony that requires Lord Fira to incarnate himself to sacrifice the sword?" Some people justified themselves to find a reason.
Snapped.
A glaring drop of divine blood dripped from the edge of the blade onto the ground.
An extremely deep black diffused from the center of Ansalon's pupils.
A hideous and strange smile suddenly appeared on his face.
"It's such a pity. Blessed by the gods, countless honors belong to one body. Fame, prestige, reputation, everything is there. Even this king is a little bit moved." His voice suddenly became sharp and strange like a woman.
"Who the hell are you!??" Fira wanted to break free, but found an extremely terrifying and powerful black field tightly enveloping her surroundings. Make him unable to move at all.
hiss.
The divine sword was pulled out slowly, bringing out a stream of platinum-gold divine blood.
"My name is Starfield Demon Lord, Tien Shadowsong"
The blade is drawn out.
Only then did all the high-level church leaders around them fully realize what had happened.
But it was too late. At the moment when countless holy lights were about to erupt, a blood-red ball of light mixed with darkness suddenly exploded, completely covering the entire Cathedral of Holy Light. The terrifying and strong evil coercion eclipsed even countless holy lights. .
(end of this chapter)