Mysterious journey

"What you see doesn't mean anything." Garen still looked lazy.

"So the commander is not prepared to admit his fault?" the Bailongshan envoy said unhappily. He had long been dissatisfied with the mere twelfth-level commander. With such little strength, he relied on the tyrannical existence behind him to lead them who were stronger than him. It is an insult to his dignity as a strong man to beat a master who has many votes.

He is one of the fourteenth-level white dragons in Bailong Mountain!

"What do you mean by not admitting your account? You can't talk nonsense like this, Lord Ethics." Andrew came up from the side without fear.

"Boy Andrew, do you have the right to speak when I'm talking to the commander?" Jia from Bailong Mountain stared at Andre unethically.

"Okay, okay, don't argue. Void creatures and the like are fine in the main plane, but in our abyss, who cares about these?" the representative of the tribal elders of the ghost woman said slowly and sharply. "So what if there are void creatures? We never care where any creature comes from. As long as it is in the abyss, it is one of us."

"The blasphemer!" Bailong Shanjia Luxun glared at the elder ghost woman.

"Tiamat is your god, not our god. Gareth, you'd better be careful what you say." Elder Hagpo was not afraid of him at all.

"Quiet!"

Garen saw that the people below were almost quarreling, so he simply clapped his hands and made some noise.

"Don't worry about other rumors. Now, I need you to launch a raid." Garen ordered.

"Raid?" Frost Giant Saratu said, "I like it! Who is it this time, Commander?" He was eager to bump into each other with his two fists.

"The target this time" Garen smiled slightly, "is the Fortress of Ten Thousand Cries"

"Oh?" The frost giant was stunned for a moment.

Although the fortresses are not in harmony with each other, they are at least in the same alliance. If they raid another fortress like this, they will probably be attacked by a joint attack from other fortresses.

No one objected, everyone was considering Garen telling the true intention of the raid target.

"Is there any objection?" Garen asked in advance.

This plan was not formulated by him, but was simply requested by the 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 nominally an alliance of the same race, no one stipulates that he cannot attack other fortresses. The abyss will be more happy because of this, but it will be a lot of pressure. Just a little bit.

Expansion was going to happen anyway, so Garen decided to set his first target at the Fortress of Ten Thousand Cries.

"I object." Mond, the captain of the White Feather Force, said in a low voice. "With our current strength, the success rate of attacking the Fortress of Ten Thousand Cries is too low, and the plan is not very successful."

"It doesn't matter." Garen raised his hand, "Someone will be responsible for solving the problem for the two deputy commanders of the Fortress of Ten Thousand Cries. And I believe that their orthodox fortress leader will also have a good home." He did not say it clearly, and he obviously had other arrangements. .

The fortress master is at least a level 15 strongman with a profound background and may be the incarnation of some powerful existence. But Garen actually dared to say so lightly.

This immediately shocked everyone present.

"It seems that the commander has decided, so we won't say much." The leader of the Corpse Party said quietly, "We can't do anything beyond our capabilities, but we can still do what we can."

"Killing will bring more resources and more souls, and I need these." Garen smiled.

The tone was set, and a new round of war broke out within a few words of Gallon.

Large numbers of legion demons and mercenary slaves rushed towards the neighboring Fortress of Ten Thousand Cries. Led by the leaders, a strong army of millions of people quickly advanced towards the Fortress of Ten Thousand Cries, which was shaped like a human rib. .

The news spread to other fortresses in the surrounding area, immediately arousing dissatisfaction among the demons. On the contrary, the demons did not attack the empty Revenge Fortress, but instead attacked Wanwei from the side with the Legion of Revenge Fortress.

The 47th Division of the Hell Legion commanded millions of demons, brought thousands of hell floating battleships, and various war fortresses, and launched an overwhelming general attack on Wanwei.

As a last resort, Commander Wanwei was furious and took action personally. Together with his two deputy commanders and three top masters, he officially went into battle with the artifact, the Bow of Sorrow. Deal with upcoming tough opponents.

Jiu Jiao, the leader of the Hell Army, also took action with the Hell artifact and faced Commander Shao Wan Cry.

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The red and blue skies were divided into half, completely dyeing the dark red and dead sky of the abyss into two areas of different colors.

There are countless flames floating in the red sky, and there are huge amounts of blue ice crystals floating in the blue sky.

On the dividing line between the two skies, two figures, one red and one blue, were colliding crazily. Like comets, they kept flying and turning, pulling out their tails and hitting each other again and again, making huge vibrations. Voice.

The red figure is a flame-armored demon holding two swords. This is a standard Baator Balrog with an ox head, a bear body, and elephant legs. Its whole body is burning with huge high-temperature flames all the time, and it holds a giant flaming sword in one hand. Holding a pitch-black crystal giant sword in one hand, a terrifying high-temperature force field of tens of thousands of degrees was constantly twisting around him, completely burning the air into a blur.

He is the commander of the Fortress of Ten Thousand Cries, Ron, the fifteenth-level peak Baator Balrog.

On the other side, the man wearing blue ice armor and a silver crown is a strong warrior whose lower body has been vaporized. His upper body has the appearance of a human male, but his eyes are deep dark blue, and his hair is a burning and fluttering blue flame.

This is Bahamsdak, the leader of the Hell Legion, a peak existence at level 15. The huge ice hammer he holds in his hand is the artifact Ice War Hammer he holds.

The changes in the sky on both sides are also the terrifying energy radiation bursting out from the constant collision between the black crystal sword and the blue war hammer.

Just the aftermath of the radiation 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 were fighting crazily. Colorful lights of energy and explosions of spells came one after another. Arrows, rolling stones, kerosene, corrosive gas bombs, corpse explosions, and other war weapons were constantly intersecting.

Some of those who rushed too deep were so angry that they just cut off the head of a devil and were immediately smashed into pulp by other devils.

The thorn archers and skeleton archers rained arrows wildly, and all kinds of magic arrows with runes rained down like a rainstorm, causing a large number of casualties on the battlefield.

Meteor fire rain, winter hail, and various large-scale war spells overwhelmingly enveloped the battlefield areas.

The entire battlefield was filled with chaos, killing, and wailing.

The devil attacks one side and takes 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 tide of energy over the battlefield in the distance.

White Dragon was Garen who led the army from the Fortress of Revenge.

"It's almost time now, and it's time to prepare for the upcoming war." He said in a low voice. "Your Highness, are you ready?"

"Ready? No, no, no." A woman in black robe behind Garen laughed softly. She looked like 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 being from the void - the Lord of Lies.

"No preparation required."

The Demon Lord replied with a smile.

"My power is recovering very quickly. As long as I devour most of the souls from this war, I should be able to recover most of it. And you"

She looked at Garen in front of her.

"What you need now is just a slight qualitative change to lead to a fifteen-level qualitative change."

"Qualitative change?" Naturally, Garen's strength cannot be concealed by the Demon Lord of Lies. Even the disguise on his body was arranged by the Demon Lord of Lies. As a Demon Lord named for lies, his ability to disguise and deceive is second to none among all Demon Lords. , even if the gods come, don't even think about seeing through Garen's true strength.

In the eyes of outsiders, he is still a level 12 white dragon.

"Yes, in return for the gift of qualitative change, I will give you the core of the Fortress Master of Ten Thousand Cries." The Demon Lord of Lies spread out his hands, and in his palms slowly emerged the shrinking shadows of the two commanders who were fighting in the sky in the distance.

Their miniature images kept bumping into her palms, and no abnormalities were found at all.

"Qualitative change." Garon realized something, and his core choice was the poisonous eye. However, with the recent acceleration of improvement, the nine-sided body, which had been silent before, finally became abnormal. The Nine-Hedron is the key core for void creatures to maximize their efficiency in using killing to accumulate strength after they enter this world.

But Garen had killed so many creatures, but he didn't even notice that this thing had any effect on him.

But at this moment, on this battlefield, he suddenly felt that the nine-sided body that had turned black finally started to vibrate slightly.

click

A subtle crackling sound slowly came from the nine-sided body. Garen looked at it from the inside and soon discovered that various fine cracks were continuously emerging from the inside of the nine-sided body.

As the cracks increased, Garen gradually felt a subtle change slowly rising from the very bottom of his life, gradually rushing to his heart and flowing throughout his body.

The Lord of Lies glanced at him, smiled slightly, and said nothing.

"He has begun to evolve. It took so long for the nine-sided body to explode. It seems that his body needs a lot of sources to evolve." Another void parasite master whispered.

"It's normal. I've never seen a species branch like the snake-backed white dragon in the white dragon tribe." Another female demon smiled coquettishly.

Garen's body began to undergo more and more changes as the nine-sided structure collapsed.

He suddenly returned to his original huge body, bursting the chair, and was about to rise into the sky, but the Lord of Lies waved his hand gently, and everything immediately returned to its original state.

To outsiders, Garen was still sitting in the chair, chatting and laughing with his men, but the real situation was that Garen's body had floated into the air, with huge twisted muscles floating all over his body, and his skin began to shed layer by layer. stand up.

hiss! !

Garen suddenly raised his voice to the sky and roared. After tearing it apart, two pairs of cicada-like fleshy wings appeared directly on his back. The original dragon wings also gradually shrank, turning into slender fleshy wings that were exactly the same as the other two pairs. The entire three A pair of six wings slowly flapped behind Garen. There were no scales on the surface of these wings, and they were covered in blood from top to bottom. They looked like wings that had just been skinned, with wet mucus flowing on their surfaces.

laugh!

Suddenly, countless densely packed green eyes opened directly on Garen's six wings. These small eyes were like countless blisters, blinking slowly on the wings, exuding pure evil and greedy sight.

Hiss! ! !

Garen's slender snake neck was raised and it made a harsh, sharp whistle.