The power of the Creator is unlimited, and the derivative powers and abilities that come with creating the world can create events, distort cause and effect and time, create the Lord God, and create new races.

The power of the Creator is limited, and even the best parents and the strictest family laws cannot formulate the achievements and growth of their children, and even the Creator himself does not know what they will look like in the end.

The reason why the Titans were incredibly powerful back then was because the creator gave them the power, responsibility and ability to "create zào", but the original purpose was to expect them to become the highest priority craftsmen and artists, and the demons who were originally endowed with the talents of "evolution" and "combat" were supposed to be the best warriors and plane guards, but in the end they became like that.

Parents can only give "direction of growth", and the Creator is slightly stronger and can give "direction" and "talent" as gifts, but what will become in the end, whether the talent can be fermented into real ability, and what kind of state the individual and racial culture can reach, can only depend on the individual/race's development opportunities and efforts, and no one knows in advance.

What Roland has given to the dragon is the duty and authority of the messenger of Hades, just as the Purgatory Demon Dragon, with the help of the dragon talent that crosses the plane, often exists as the spokesperson of the Abyss Hell in the main plane, the dragon of Hades will also become the messenger and spokesman of the god of death and the god of the underworld.

To fulfill this duty, the Underworld granted them the right to spread death, which was the root of their soon-to-be-called "Spokesmen of Death", "Immortal Dead", and "Dragons of Death".

The curvaceous body with a strong streamlined aesthetic is three points stronger than a normal red dragon, and the translucent wings of the night make them like a group of wandering nightmares, surrounded by a pitch-black mist. Only the scarlet eyes shimmered with an eerie brilliance. This fog is actually a kind of protection for others. As the embodiment of death, the weak beings of the main plane may die directly if they see their true bodies.

A large number of dark dragons surrounded the powerful demon lord, and from time to time launched breath attacks, the slow black mist mass breath only looked at the appearance, far less domineering than the thunder flame dragon breath, only Sophoclery himself knew that this breath of the dark breath was more dangerous and vicious than any kind of dragon breath.

"Death rules. The ability to die straight this time seems to be a loss......"

The main gods were able to resist the invasion of the rules of death in Hades, relying on their excellent personal ability, they had long been accustomed to fighting against the rules of the plane full of hostility, but it did not mean that they could ignore the power of the rules that invaded the body, especially the power of the rules itself represented death.

Ordinary beings who are corrupted by this breath of death will go directly to the underworld, and even the main god, if he does not want to be corrupted by the rules of the underworld, he will stay here forever. Don't suffer too much.

With each attack, the aura of death was connected to the body like a flame of bone-covering. The huge body has become the target of the highest quality, and those pervasive underworld qi are transforming the lord of the demon king.

As the demon closest to the devil, the hypocrite Sophoclery is willing to contribute, which is based on the generous conditions given by Cynthia, and the most valuable reward that the abyss can come up with is the plane territory, the rich plane equals real power and wealth, and endless souls, if you are bound by this plane and become the same kind of your old opponent, what is the point of this qiē.

Even after fighting for so long, the percentage of his erosion has only just reached one percent, and he is still far from being restrained, but he has already put most of his energy into dodging and defense, making it clear that safety is the first thing if he doesn't work hard.

But every time he counterattacked, whether it was natural magic or physical attack, a dark dragon fell from the sky with a wail, which made old Summer's heart ache, after all, most of the dark dragons here were his descendants and his future clansmen.

Yes, the Dark Dragon is not immortal, what is gained must be lost, and after having the privilege of leaving the underworld, how can it have the unique immortal body of the creatures of the underworld.

They also have alternatives, as the messengers of Hades, they are born with the ability to summon and drive undead souls, and a large number of undead spirits with immortal bodies are driven to attack Sophoclery, and where else can there be more powerful souls than Hades.

But Sophoclery is not a fool, and when he found out that these undead themselves have low attack ability (relative to the main god) and have immortal bodies, he did not hesitate to ignore his opponents and turned his attention to those dark dragons.

If you only look at the frontal combat power, Sophoclery, who is good at planning tricks, is probably the weakest of the main gods, but he is still a demon boss at the main god level, and his combat power is far beyond the ordinary, if he is not scruples, he will not be pressed and beaten.

And when I threw my main will on this side, I was a little surprised to see the unexpected expression of the Dark Dragon.

Originally, I thought that Shirley was not good at frontal combat, so she arranged for her the weakest main god, and asked the Dark Dragon to help her, but she didn't expect that the excellent performance of the Dark Dragon actually made Sophoclery fall into passivity.

Of course, if this kind of battle continues, either the Dark Dragon will not be able to bear the loss and rout, or Sophoclery will be forced into a corner, revealing his demonic nature, and will start to kill regardless of Qiē, I don't think that just these newborn Dark Dragons can really erode this big guy.

"Perhaps, we can talk."

My voice echoed in the empty space, and the Demon Lord increased his attack, and suddenly threw a magic spear that pierced the sky, directly shooting down a hovering dragon, and then dragged it down with the iron chain at the end of the spear, swallowing it in one gulp, chewing, and the dim pupils were still staring at me.

All the actions happened at the moment I exited, and I didn't even have time to help.

"You!"

The enraged Somer yelled, but did not launch a revenge counterattack, he was also an old fritter, and he was innocent in an instant after being angry.

The demon boss did not do this because he was ferocious, but because he was fearless about continuing to fight, and this was the most powerful bargaining chip in the negotiation, which showed that the demon boss really wanted to negotiate, and if he continued to fight, it would only be the newborn Dark Dragon Species that would suffer heavy losses.

I shook my head, and if Somer rushed up, I would look up at him.

"Fight for me again, my servant."

With a finger, the dragon corpses on the ground were eroded by the spirit of the underworld and transformed into ghost dragons and bone dragons, and the ice and snow of the underworld gave them more powerful bodies, and they regained their lives and roared angrily, which greatly boosted the morale of the dragons.

What could be more reassuring than a god standing behind him, death is not the end, and a chance to come again is more domineering than any rescue.

Of course, the transformation of the dragon species also made them lose most of the abilities of the dark dragon and the privilege of leaving the underworld, but my move has put a lot of pressure on Sophokri, if these dark dragons erode his body regardless of life and death, I wonder if he will really stay here forever.

“…… Perhaps, we can talk. ”

I nodded slowly, cold on my face, but very satisfied in my heart.

Dividing the opponent is not to get the opportunity to divide the opponent, buy the opponent, and destroy the opponent, leaving the supervision of the will of the plane, and how much will can a temporary mercenary have? Especially if you have enough chips to buy the other party.

As long as the negotiation can achieve some results, even if the other side is willing to maintain verbal neutrality, I can draw a prison of forces to deal with other opponents, and in the end the advantage will snowball and get bigger and bigger, and I can only win the final victory, otherwise even if I kill the opponent, it is still doubtful how much benefit I can gain.

From the very beginning, my biggest goal was to get a chance to "talk"!

Of the seven main gods who were expected to be able to "talk", there were only two of them, and the other five, at least I didn't see the possibility of negotiation.

Therefore, the same thing happened on another battlefield, in the endless purgatory of greed in the fourth prison, Heloise faced the god of wisdom, but kept smiling, chatting with the prison master, drinking tea and playing chess, with no intention of doing anything at all.

Cause? In fact, it has a lot to do with the identity of Heloise, she is a descendant of the Golden Elves, the only orthodox Elven race, and the God of Wisdom, Calymandas, is a half-elf, and considering his ancient birth, the era in which he lives is obviously the era when the Golden Elves are in power.

Half of his bloodline comes from the "Sage Civilization" called Hallettdam, and the other half is a low-class wild elf, the former giving him endless knowledge and memories, and the latter making him very hostile among the elves, but avoiding the destruction of the Sage civilization.

It is said that he was able to evade the pursuit of the main gods back then, and the golden elf elf emperor of that year made a lot of efforts, using the reason that he was a member of the elf clan, as for the reason of true feelings, or for the sage civilization technology, let's leave it aside, but at least, the wizard god of the year did owe the golden elf affection.

Well, I admit that this "supposedly" was heard from Helois, this sorcerer, the god of wisdom, and books, and indeed once took care of her in private, and also the love left by the Elven Emperor back then, otherwise the main elven gods would have been cut down and eradicated, how could they allow Helois, the remnant of the golden elf, to jump around in the main plane and make waves.

Of course, at the price, the wizarding god could not have helped Heloise much.

I was overjoyed when I heard about their relationship from Heloise and offered to talk to each other, and it was undoubtedly the best start to the negotiation.

"Perhaps, we can talk."

So, the same incarnation of the Sleepless appeared in front of the god of wisdom and Heloise, and this time, I tried to squeeze out a smile,

And the other party's first sentence was already unexpected.

"Negotiations? Of course, that's what I'm here for, but first, let me meet my people, who are also from the 'Hallettdam' sage civilization. (To be continued......)

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