With the detailed plan made by Atilya, a large stone in everyone's hearts finally landed.

Later, everyone began to ask Prosius about the problems in cultivation, and the deputy head and adviser naturally answered all the questions.

Feeling the tense atmosphere of the imminent war, everyone is racing against time and wants to use all the time to try to improve themselves.

There was only one exception, and that was Attia.

Atia was not interested in solving problems violently, and the enemies she had to face were all former comrades-in-arms.

Although Femira tried her best to discredit and slander her for some unknown purpose and expel her from the Guardians, the kind-natured Baroness Mademoiselle still had some patience to treat the twelve people who were already in the same situation. Especially since she just gave the God Butcher Group such a plan to draw salaries from the bottom of the kettle!

Watching everyone discuss happily, Atila sighed slightly in her heart: It turns out that this is true, violence makes people indulge, power teaches people addiction, and power makes people addicted!

After sighing with emotion, Atila gently closed her eyes, silently chanted a short obscure incantation in her heart, and then remained motionless like an old monk.

The Three Realms, the Abyss of Filth and Evil. In a vast hall, Attya sat on a high throne, looking curiously to the left and right.

Suddenly, the countless fires in the main hall shook together, and the darkness seemed to be a little brighter, and nine figures of different shapes appeared in the original darkness.

The figure of the leader was tall and heavy, wearing tattered heavy armor, and said with a slight bow: "The Nine Great Lords of the Filthy Abyss, see the Venerable Lord!

As soon as Atila saw this heavily armored figure, she was angry, and she said angrily: "I'm looking for Gochisa, there's nothing to do with you here, retreat!"

A thin man who was less than three feet long, with bright eyes and bare skin covered with tiny scales, straightened up, took a step forward, and said in a very shrill voice: "In the lower Gochisa, meet the Venerable Lord! May the Venerable Lord enjoy eternal health and his strength will grow by leaps and bounds!"

Atila muttered inwardly: What is this greeting called?

Then she tried her best to put on the appearance of a lord, and said in a rather majestic tone: "Lord Gochiza, I heard that you have a special skill called Xuan Xinxin. Is that the case?"

Gochisa was shocked, and couldn't help but secretly complain, and subconsciously glanced at the heavily armored man.

The tall figure of the leader seemed to be aware of it, and leaned slightly sideways, his helmet turning towards Gochiza.

Gochisa looked up slightly, and saw that the helmet full of spikes of different lengths seemed to have two purple rays in a flash of purple light in the chaotic black mist on his face.

Gochisa was relieved in his heart, and said loudly: "Venerable Lord, there is indeed a little trick that can't be put on the table, which makes the Venerable Lord smile. ”

Atila was overjoyed and said eagerly: "Please also ask Lord Gochisa to help, and use your Xuan Heartstrings to help you find some people on this small planet in the next small favor." ”

Gochisa didn't expect the Venerable Lord to ask him to make a direct move, so he was stunned for a moment, and then said in a panic: "Venerable Lord, it's not that you want to disobey the order.

It's just that it's limited by the supreme precepts, I'm afraid, it's not appropriate, right?"

Atia was also impulsive, thinking that one of the nine great lords of the abyss had an ability that could solve the most difficult problem of the God Slayer Clan, and in her desperation, she didn't consider that the Three Realms still had the highest precepts there.

So her heart was cold all of a sudden, thinking of what she had promised everyone just now, she couldn't help but be anxious and ashamed, and tears welled up all of a sudden.

"Hehehe······"

A hoarse but hearty laugh rang out.

I only heard the tall and heavily armored man led by the Nine Great Lords say in a deep voice, "Hehe, it's okay. Gochiza, let it go! All the punishment is borne by the deity!

Lord, then here I wish the God Butcher Regiment a victory, and I also wish you and your friends to be able to enjoy the scenery of the universe as soon as possible!

Lord, don't be too busy getting excited, you haven't finished your sentence yet. Because of the disparity between you and me, at least for a long time, we should not have been involved in the Lord's plan.

However, as long as you can chant the Ode of Demons to the required level, and with enough energy to summon us and the like, then anything is possible!"

Atia also understood that there was no such thing as a free lunch in the world, and that if the Nine Great Lords descended beyond the Three Realms, they would definitely have to pay an unimaginable price.

The most tricky, of course, is the supreme precept punishment.

Fools can imagine how terrible this kind of punishment, which obviously bears the power of some kind of law, when applied to the transgression of a whole three classes?

However, Snake, the head of the Nine Lords, stood up and said that he could bear it all by himself!

But what will be the next price? Atia suddenly felt a little sympathetic to these nine peerless powerhouses who could not go out of the realm, and at the same time, a stubborn and crazy thought rose in her heart.

I only heard her smile coldly and said disdainfully, "I'm not afraid to tell you, Lord Snake." In Ode to the Devil, I can already sing the first movement proficiently!

Excuse me, can you please move the gods?"

Snake was taken aback, and suddenly raised his head to look at the once pampered eldest lady, and the excitement in his heart was beyond measure.

Immediately after, he felt rude, and hurriedly lowered his head, and the purple light loomed in the chaotic black mist on his face, and even burst out with a trace of purple arc.

Attya's cold voice then sounded: "It seems that there is nothing wrong with chanting. So, how much energy do you need to meet your requirements?"

Snake's face, which had been forever hidden in the black fog of chaos, finally showed a smile: "Great chanter, messenger sent by the gods, all-powerful lord.

Although you are radiant, you are still very immature, and with your ability, you will not be able to meet that condition.

However, there is a way to do it. In the following estimates, as long as you take twenty magic potions at a time, then you can make Gochisa barely shoot once!

In the next brave question, can you do it?"

As soon as Snake said this, the other eight lords trembled at the same time, and they all looked at the tall figure in front.

Atia was full of blood and blood, clenching her teeth, and her heart was repeatedly entangled and struggling.

After a few moments, she stood up and said loudly, "Snake, and my lords, let me tell you one thing: don't underestimate me!

At that time, all the conditions should be fulfilled and the tribute should be paid in full.

But don't forget to make the promises!"

With that, Attya slowly disappeared from the throne.

Several anxious voices sounded one after another: "My lord, my lord, this move is inappropriate. Wouldn't it be a little too aggressive?"

Snake turned around and laughed, "Oh, it's okay! This lord of ours is not so delicate, don't be fooled by her appearance."

Hehehe······

Mmmmmmmmmm······mm

The day when we will re-enter the world is not far off······

We will serve the Chantor with all our might, and let the Lord lead us······

Oppress sentient beings!"