Chapter 794: The Arrival of the Kings, and the Return of the King

The Void Battlefield fell into an eerie silence for a while!

The night was in front of all the Abyss Lords, his tentacles swimming slowly, but there was an indescribable fear in his narrow pupils, and he could feel the gaze of the Abyss Lords behind him, patrolling, scrutinizing, and more urging.

He also understood that it was time for him to speak out, but he was a little hesitant.

Being able to speak on behalf of the entire Bottomless Abyss is what he has always sought, he has the strength and qualifications, as long as he can speak on behalf of the Bottomless Abyss after this epoch-making era opens, he will inevitably get more gifts from the will of the Abyss, more powerful power, and the support of other Abyss Lords.

One day, when he can drive countless demons with a single word, he will become a new generation of giants or demon princes, and he will even be able to lead demons out of this world community.

This is his ambition, and he also feels that he has this capital.

On the other hand, the fall of the Flame Demon Lord Mordron was somewhat unexpected, but in any case, they still had so many lord-level powerhouses in existence, and their strength was properly crushing each other, so there was nothing to be afraid of.

But things can't be so simple to look at.

As a rising bird, although he has the upper hand, it also means that he must face the greatest danger, if he fights, he will inevitably face this terrifying wizard who does not know the depths, and the fear aura that makes his heart chill when he looks at it.

Even if there were other Abyss Lords who shared the Devouring Demon and the Diamond Golem, even if he didn't necessarily need to defeat, but as long as he dragged the other Abyss Lords to free up their hands, just thinking about Mordron's clean fall, he couldn't stop the apprehension in his heart.

The bottomless abyss is a place where only the result is seen, regardless of the process, and the demon remembers only the ultimate victor, not the forerunner who fell on the way.

He understands better than anyone that no matter what contribution he makes, no matter what glory the bottomless abyss will have in the future, as long as he can't make it to the end, he will be forgotten.

The apprehension also turned into hesitation, and the hesitation made him unable to speak for a long time, and the gaze that fell on him gradually began to become sarcastic and cold.

At this moment, an old demon slowly emerged from the camp of the Abyss Lord, and let out a strange laugh at Aemon, the 'witch plague'.

Boom Boom Boom Boom ......Boom Guy Boom

This old demon is different from the strange shape of other demon lords, even if he reveals his true body, he maintains the form of a 'human', his body is well proportioned, his limbs are slender, his whole body is wrapped in ancient battle armor, and he also wears a hexagonal helmet, and he looks like a knight more than a demon at a glance.

It's just that his face has dense vertical ravines, layered like the annual rings of a tree, and at a glance there is a sense of old age precipitated by the years, and his body is turbulent and rich to the point that it cannot be dissolved, but it is different from the aura of other abyss lords.

Amazingly, this is the old Tanari demon.

The ancient demon ignored the other enemies, facing the witch calamity Aemon, walking slowly, his posture was elegant, like an ancient nobleman, his every move was inexplicably infectious, his voice was equally majestic and domineering, but everyone paid more attention to the content of his words.

"If I'm not mistaken, the genre you once belonged to was called the Red River Valley, and you came to the Abyss with a treasure map and opened a vault?!"

He said that it was a question, but his words were resolute, and he didn't wait for Aemon's answer, he continued: If my guess is correct, you obtained a legendary black witch's inheritance from the 325th layer of the bottomless abyss, the vicious swamp, and cultivated it to the legend, becoming a new generation of 'mobile scourge'.

And where did the 'Devourer' slave come from?!"

"If all of this is true, then you must have heard of the name of 'Ancient Mountain God Uria', because the original 'Mobile Scourge' was helped by him to become a legend!"

"How do you know?" This time, even with Aemon's city, his face couldn't help but change. Because what the other party said was right, but these secrets only existed in the inheritance he obtained.

"Because I am 'Uria, the ancient mountain god'. ”

With a strange smile on his face, the ancient demon looked at Aemon, and said strangely: "One day a long time ago, I had a whim, in the name of the mountain god, I helped a young wizard, I instructed him to learn cultivation, and guided him through hardships, step by step to grow into a legend, and created the name of 'Mobile Scourge'.

Of course, in return, after he achieved fame, he gave all his magic, knowledge, soul, and body to sustain the continuation of my life. ”

"Then, the legacy he left behind cultivated a second 'Moving Scourge', and I lured him to the Abyss and gave it my all. ”

"In this way, again and again, round after round, I have amassed enough strength to survive the period of elemental decline to this day.

Hehe, of course, I didn't expect that I would be lucky enough to see the new 'Mobile Disaster' again today, my lovely blood food, it is really the favor of the goddess of fate!"

Aemon's face was already gloomy and could drip water, and he knew that the words that came from the mouth of the enemy must have been concealed, but compared to the before and after of his inheritance, he believed at least seven points, and the truth of these seven points was so cruel.

Of course, being able to become a legend is not only feasible with a legacy, but also the hardships he has experienced have made him have a brave enough heart.

The magic power converged and vibrate, and new spells had begun to form, even if the other party was really the so-called 'Ancient Mountain God Uria', if he wanted his body and soul, he would have to pay enough price.

The ancient demon grinned and said mockingly: "Last time, I thought about it, was it more than 4,000 years ago, or 5,000 years ago? It's been too long, I can't remember it clearly, even if your predecessor 'moved the natural disaster', he didn't accept his fate, and after learning the truth, he chose to resist."

But fate is fate, and no matter how you resist, I stand here, which means that the final result will never change. ”

"So, obediently offer everything you have, all the soul and magic of a legend, it's a delicacy that outsiders can't imagine!"

As if to put enough pressure on Imamond, the ancient demon only approached unhurriedly while revealing the truth, and as he walked forward, the eyes of the 'devouring demon' seemed to become more and more chaotic, flashing with a scarlet light of struggle.

However, a figure flickered, and His Majesty Lan Rose had stopped in the way of the ancient demon, he stared at the old demon tightly, but turned his head to Aemon: "No matter where you came, you always avenged Stephen's blood, I have to repay you for this love, and I will take care of this old monster." ”

"Besides, even in the history of wizards, the 'Mobile Scourge' is also a well-known inheritance, and its strength is definitely not bad, even if what this old demon said is true, it will definitely not defeat those legendary wizards with all his strength.

So, I think he should have done something in your lineage, and there are some specific secret techniques.

Therefore, he is by no means as strong as you think, and if you really fight for a while, you should stay away from him. ”

After speaking, Lan Rose didn't care about Aemon's reaction, and walked over directly to the ancient demon, and as he walked, he also laughed and said: "I don't care if you are the mountain god Uria or the Tanari demon, but this battle of kings started by me, and naturally I will take the lead."

If you want to go over, you can, kill me, and I'll let you go. ”

As he spoke, a violent whirlwind swirled around him, with a sobbing roar that cut everything, resounding throughout the starry sky, and on the other side of him, the ancient demon couldn't help but frown, although his pace did not stop.

However, at this moment, since he has come to the forefront, he can no longer retreat.

But it seems that fate always loves the story of twists and turns, that is, before the two were ready to collide, a wide spatial crack cracked in the void again, and a three-headed golden dragon flew out of it.

He showed all his kilometer-long dragon body, and after scanning the surroundings of the three golden giant dragon heads as if no one was around, he slowly nodded to His Majesty Lan Rose, and said, "I, the guardian and ruler of Dragon City, the Divine Three-Headed Golden Dragon King, Essimos led the Black Dragon King, the Golden Dragon King, to help His Majesty Lan Rose." ”

As he spoke, two huge dragons, one black and one gold, flew out of the crack in the space, although their aura was not as terrifying as Essimos', but they were also proper fourth-order dragons.

On the other side, another spatial crack unfolded, and the three-headed fire phoenix turned into a great sun flame to show its strength, flying out of it, only to hear a nice voice say: "I, the lord of the Fire Phoenix City, the sisters of the Divine Fire Phoenix Leader, help His Majesty Lan Rose." ”

Another spatial crack opened, and His Majesty Orheimdo, the master of the mercenary kingdom and the legend of miracles, strode out, and he laughed and said: "I, in the name of the Temple of Freedom, lead the three thrones to help His Majesty Lanrose, after this battle, I hope we have the opportunity to drink together." ”

Until the end, His Majesty the Sun Flame Demon Fire Throne Golden Duo slowly walked out of the void, he didn't look at the abyss lords whose faces became extremely ugly, but bowed to His Majesty Lan Rose and said:

"I, the Throne of the Sun Flame Demon Fire, on behalf of the thousands of people of the Viku Continent, welcome the Lord of Yuankai, the patron saint of the Viku Continent, His Majesty Lan Rose, the Supreme Throne, and the warriors who are fighting abroad, to return to the ......"