War is on the verge of breaking out.

Caesar was certainly not unprepared, before heading to the dark region, in order to avoid falling into the dilemma of crowd tactics, he prepared the Blackwing Clan for war in advance, and this decision proved to be unexpectedly correct, countless Blackwing monsters joined the battlefield at the first time, and the demons were crowded under this narrow sky.

This is an extremely rare large-scale war in Eladya's modern times, more than 200,000 abyss demons and clan monsters are thrown on the same battlefield, even if the gods are in person, in the face of so many fangs and claws, they have to retreat and choose to avoid the edge for the time being, otherwise they are likely to fall into the terrible wave of war.

Azrils urged his army forward, one thing he didn't boast about, as a famous Abyss Lord, this Fire Demon King is indeed a rare transcendent existence in the main material world, although there is no priesthood and godhead, but the powerful abyss magic makes legendary creatures not worth mentioning in front of him, if you have to divide such a power into a level - demigod, this should be the most appropriate definition.

According to Caesar's combat ability verification device, the value of Azrils, the Lord of Hell, reached 5,000, far more than any creature he had seen before, even the apostle of Quirkzad, the god of war, who was powerful and powerful, could only reach 2,000.

On the other side, the strength level of the Black Dragon Emperor is even more difficult to define, because of the complete digestion of Tiamat's true blood, Caesar's own life form has jumped from ordinary dragons to ancestral dragons, and various powers such as flesh and bloodline have risen more than one level, and the innate ability that originally required the ancestral black dragon to control is now also able to command him like an arm, as long as Caesar is willing, the corrosive power of the bloodline can instantly change the topography of a region.

Although Caesar's size has not yet reached the standard of those ancestral dragons who travel hundreds of meters around the star plane, in terms of hand-to-hand combat ability, it is difficult for those ancient dragons in the star plane to become his opponents, and probably only the power dragons with combat experience can suppress him.

Although Caesar is still a long way from the gods, but judging the level of the public in the Endless Realm, as long as he does not die, there are not too many things that can cure him, after all, there are still mana resistance and fusion fire, and those transcendent creatures Caesar can also break their wrists - such as the current Azriels.

Caesar soared into the air, his huge wings suddenly lifted, the skin on his neck swelled rapidly, and when he opened his mouth, his position turned into light, and the fusion breath showed a violent red on the periphery, but the closer to the center the color became lighter, and in the center was a shining white light, and the temperature could instantly vaporize the marble.

The powerful storm carried the destructive energy pouring down, as if the terrifying blazing sun was falling, and when this blazing sun landed in the demon group, it turned from a shining silver white to blood red, and thousands of demons were annihilated into ashes in an instant, even the higher demons could not escape their fate.

This speed of loss greatly annoyed Azrils, this black dragon has already given him too many "surprises", first opening the void portal to summon the swarming monster beasts, and then showing unusually terrifying lethality, he began to channel the abyss magic, trying to limit the black dragon's unbridled output with magic, but was soon intercepted by Caesar's body's super high resistance, and disappeared like a mud cow into the sea.

Caesar lit the fusion fire, and brilliant golden threads appeared on the edges of each black scale, which made him look radiant, and the waves of golden particles overflowing from his body were like a blazing brilliant divine fire, perhaps the black dragon at this time was more suitable for the name of the Lord of Hell, when Caesar carried the deadly radiation to shuttle straight across the battlefield, destroying tens of thousands of demons in a few seconds.

"Shillong."

The familiar scene awakened something, and Azrils's body trembled slightly, and he couldn't help but spit out a name from his mouth.

There are less than ten plutonium dragons in the Endless Realm of Nuoda, each of which is a terrifying monster that terrifies the gods, and the famous "Omen of Abyss Death" Shilon is one of them, because of its love of feeding on demons, this plutonium dragon has entered the bottomless abyss more than once to hunt powerful demon lords, bringing the deepest fear to demons who like to bring fear to others.

But soon, Azrils reacted, in front of him was not Shilon who terrified all the demons, this guy was just a black dragon a bit like a plutonium dragon, and pretense would not work against the Abyss Lord.

The Helllord roared, leaving behind the shadows of his past, and he swung his flaming whip and rushed forward with thunder and fire, his tall body full of oppression, attacking Caesar from top to bottom.

Several buff spells are constant on him, tens of thousands of lifespans and the competitive environment of the abyss give Azrils endless combat experience, spell ability aside, his hand-to-hand combat skills can also captivate any legendary warrior, and the flames of the whip mark a gorgeous trajectory in the air, elusive but extremely accurate.

Caesar felt a great threat, and whether it was close to Azriel's body or touched by the whip, the incomparable flames would leave a burn on his body.

The trouble wasn't over, Caesar found out that his fusion breath had been reduced when he found out that his Infernal Lord had lost his damage, and Azrils had the same powerful energy resistance, and his semi-elemental body made him equally comfortable with physical damage, a physique that was nearly perfect in combat and difficult to use with conventional means.

Azrils, the Overlord of the Infernal Prison, had a furious will rolling in his eyes, and the never-ending firestorm that surrounded his body continued to scorch, trying to melt the scales and armor of the black dragon, and even Caesar could hardly catch it when the volcanic punch slammed down.

But the black dragon is not without the means to fight back.

After becoming familiar with the opponent's body and the means of attack, Caesar began to carefully develop his art of dismemberment, each attack came just right and caught off guard, and the Fire Demon King also bleeds, and when the attack is deep and heavy, the flame-like blood will splash with it.

The Flame Helllord's heavy fist swung into the air, causing ripples of pain: "Damn, no one has ever dared to hurt the Fire Demon King like this, the tiny dragon, you will definitely pay for it!" ”

"I thought demons wouldn't hurt." Caesar looked up and sneered.

Azriel's angry fury echoed through the space: "I'm going to dry your flesh, rip off your wings, and squeeze your eyes out of your head!" ”

"Good."

After receiving another heavy blow, the Flame Prison Lord retreated sharply, his voice no longer irritable, and became calm and calm: "I am Azrils, the Lord of the 601st Floor, the kings of the abyss, listen to my call, delicious blood food is waiting for you and me to drink together. ”

The Fire Demon King opened his hands and made a gesture of embrace, and in the midst of the flames, the Gate of the Abyss reappeared.