Akantu's eyes showed disapproval. It only pointed to Frofa with his right paw and index finger. The latter uttered a mournful cry, fell from mid-air and fell heavily to the ground, unable to climb anymore. stand up.
It pointed at the remaining dragon clan again, and the dragon clan screamed and flew upside down, hitting a metal pillar not far away.
Akentu looked at the three defeated soldiers condescendingly, with a sneer on his face.
"Akantu," Frofa lay on the ground with a bloody face, and gently inhaled, but her expression remained unchanged, but her voice was like ten thousand years of ice: "You have killed many of my companions, you Do you really want to live with us endlessly, even at the mercy of influencing the master's plan? Don't forget, we also have common enemies, and they have also entered this world."
Akantou held his head high, his horns raised high, appearing to be a little arrogant-in its view this game of cat and mouse was just a revenge for the disrespect of these damn reptiles in the first place.
It feels that it is necessary for these crawlers to understand who is the master's most capable assistant, not their unreliable traitors who are temporary refuges.
It did not immediately answer Frofa's question, but silently glanced around the underground space.
The demons can easily see through the darkness and capture even the weakest ray of light in the darkness. From its perspective, this dark underground space is as bright as the day at noon.
This is an open hall—but it looks more like a workshop, with rows of metal platforms placed in the hall, and further away, there are rows of metal cultivation tanks.
There are twelve in total, and at the position of the thirteenth, the metal culture tank originally placed there has been removed and it is empty.
Akento raised his head, and on the ceiling in the center of the hall, he drew a huge sign of the Dragon of Twilight and Order surrounding Vaughan.
The logo of the Gaia organization.
After reading this, it lowered its head and set its sights on Frofa and other'people' again.
"Girl, are you scared?" Akantou said in a triumphant tone: "It was just a price for your rudeness. I just want you to understand that the necessary courtesy is very important, especially In front of a truly strong man, it may save your life, and of course it may also kill you, just as it is now."
Frofa's face was sinking, but she didn't say a word. She knew that she had failed this time. In the face of absolute strength, no strategy would work.
What's more, when it comes to conspiracies and tricks, people like them may not be the opponents of the cunning demon in front of them.
As for Frofa’s previous threats, Akentu seemed a little dismissive: "You mean the common enemy? You mean the poor humans outside? I'm afraid they are still struggling in the sea of nightmare. Ha, I hope their lives can be harder, after all, I still have an account to settle with them."
"Don't despise that human being, you don't understand who he is, you will regret it, Akentu." Frofa replied faintly, these words seemed to affect her wounds, causing her to cough gently.
Akentu nodded: "There is a thirteenth Titan beside that human being. He may indeed be a unique little guy."
"But so what?" The Great Devil took a hand and said loudly: "Everything is in my plan. I have been waiting for this moment for thousands of years. Now, the master's great plan will be completed by my own hands."
"And you," Akantou lowered his head and stared at the three Frofas, grinning: "You are fortunate to see with your own eyes how I accomplished all of this. Your ridiculous loyalty is not worth it compared to it. Just to mention, do you really think that the master sent you to complete this plan? Your master just sent me the key to open the door. As a key, you should learn to be self-conscious after completing your mission."
"It's a pity," it shook its head, and sighed: "You are too stupid to understand the subtle meaning of wisdom."
With that said, the great demon slowly walked towards the center of the hall. Frofa frowned. When he was puzzled by this guy's weird behavior, he saw that the latter raised his chin and shouted to the surroundings: "Come out, guys. Ya, I know you are here, the so-called Mother of the Earth, when do you want to hide until I completely razed this place to the ground?"
The arrogant roar of the Lord of Purgatory reverberated in the hall, causing Frofa and others to frown.
Suddenly there was a faint light in the hall.
A gentle voice rang out from the darkness: "Akantu, we meet again. After ten thousand years, two hundred and thirty-four days and seventeen hours, twenty-three minutes and fifty-five seconds, I noticed By the time your body functions have declined a lot, it shows that the power of the demons is gradually fading, and the power of the evening, as I expected, is declining because of the degradation of the power level of the world."
Akentu squinted his eyes and looked at the bright light that suddenly rose in the center of the hall. It was a pure ball of light. In the center of the ball of light, the soft stream of light trickled like water, just like the one born in the ancient times. Ray of light.
All the other'people' in the hall, including Frofa, couldn't help being stunned at this moment. The task the master gave them was to bring back the core secret in the world of stagnation. As Akantu said, they only knew that this secret was buried in the ground of this laboratory, but no one knew it. There is a deity.
The mother of the earth-Gaia.
"Don't pretend to be a fool," Akantou snorted, "I'm not here to talk nonsense to you, Gaia, maybe your plan is very precise, and the Bugga attack that day was completely beyond our expectation, but unfortunately, the credit goes to one. Zhu, you still failed in the end—thousands of years later, I still came here. You may not have expected it. It was the mortals you had high hopes that helped me accomplish all this. It was my mortal servants who opened the channel of all moons. , Another group of mortals broke my seal—how, do you feel that fate has gotten you?"
"Akantu, it doesn’t make sense. No matter how much you do, you can’t save it all. With the advent of the mortal age, the defeat of the Twilight Dragon is inevitable. This war that has lasted for six ages will come to an end here. ."
"I don't see that those sad worms have this ability," Akantu grinned. "On the contrary, the great master has already obtained the only pure-blooded ancestor, and you have even lost the user of the'key', and I came here to make you completely cut off hope—"
"Perhaps you are right at least one sentence, Gaia," the face of the Lord of Purgatory was full of fanatical expressions: "The war of six eras will be completely ended here, this time you can no longer escape by restarting this world. Master’s judgment-so tell me now, where is the throne of the end?"
The ball of light flickered for a moment.
"Do you really want to see the final throne, Akantu," the gentle voice said, "Perhaps when you see the ultimate face of this plan, you will regret it too late."
Akentu laughed for a long time: "Is this your false intimidation, Gaia? It's ridiculous, when did Martha and its gods fall into this position? Do you think I will retreat? I can't think of it. What can stop me from moving forward-is it a god or a titan?"
"I won't stop you, Akantu, you will see it soon—"
The Lord of Purgatory was slightly startled.
It knows that behind Martha's Tiamat code, there is an unprecedented supreme authority. This authority has only been used a few times in the past, but each time it allows the world to escape the final fate of dusk.
In the Fifth and Sixth Wars, the Dragon of Twilight even projected onto the world with its own body in order to steal the highest authority itself.
This authority is so important-whether it is for its great master or for the gods of Vaughan, because at this moment, it is almost the final hammer to determine the final outcome of this war.
But why did the other party behave so indifferently about this
At that moment, Akentu had a moment of hesitation.
But it quickly left this hesitation behind. At this critical moment, it will never shrink back from a little bit of falsehood and intimidation, and the great existence behind it will never allow it.
Thinking of this, the Lord of Purgatory quickly became cold and determined. It turned from crimson to burnt yellow. The cruel and cunning light gleamed in its eyes, and he replied coldly:
"I hope you are not stupid enough to play tricks, Gaia."
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"What is this place?"
Just when Aloz suspected that this underground tunnel that seemed to extend infinitely forward and backward had no end, the light of the flame in Brando's hand suddenly expanded to the left and right along the walls on both sides of the tunnel, finally forming a huge Underground hall.
For the structure of this hall, Aloz is very familiar with it-because when they were underground in the magic relay station, they set out from such a hall, and then proceeded quickly along this underground tunnel full of metal tracks and pipes. It took a quarter of an hour to reach this place.
This hall is very magnificent. At least seven or eight tunnels intersect here. The metal tracks overlap each other, but at the intersection, it seems that there is some kind of mechanism that can change the track.
Almost everyone was curious about these things, but Delphine had seen magical locomotives in Hazel. The Hazels used magic-driven locomotives to transport ore on tracks, and that track was different from these metal tracks. Not much, but much shorter and narrower, usually only used in mines.
"Are we back to the starting point?" Fang Qi couldn't help frowning when he saw this scene, suspiciously.
"Obviously not," the little mother dragon observed very carefully: "The furnishings on the platform are different, and there are many more tunnels here—I understand, the ground here must be similar to the previous magic power. The same place as the relay station."
Brando was very surprised by the little mother dragon's ability to draw inferences from one another. He glanced at her somewhat unexpectedly, and replied, "That's a platform, not a platform." He raised the flame in his hand and looked at the hall carefully. After reading the above text, he nodded:
"We are there."
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