In the center of the scorched earth wasteland, in the endless sky, between the clouds, there are seven figures standing proudly. Pen × fun × Pavilion www. ｂｉｑｕｇｅ。 ｉｎｆｏ

Among them are dwarves, humans, orcs, and elves, and they just stand there, silent, not seeing the elemental light flickering, but as if the king walks in the world, is the focus of everything, the great existence of all people.

In the void, Her Majesty the Graceful Firelight Throne, Lady Morayar, looked sideways slightly, as if listening to something, and after a moment, she turned to look at the others and said, "There is news from below, they are ready, and they can start." ”

In the crowd, the old man dressed in white couldn't help but raise his eyebrows, four eyebrows raised, and the gaze of His Majesty Storm Rose of the Violent Hurricane Throne swept over the rest of the people, as if to explore and observe, and then he said, "Okay, it's time for us to go." ”

"Wait!" spoke a minotaur, with a strong, muscular proportion, muscular outlines clearly visible, and a blood-red cloak flying from his naked upper body, like a red cloud stained with blood.

He was carrying a bull's head, and two sharp horns pierced the sky in an arc, and golden light swam on it, and the sharp edge visible to the naked eye seemed to be able to pierce the sky. And he has a gold ring hanging on his nose, with a strange beauty.

This one is the dean of the Aress Academy of the Light of War, His Majesty the Throne known as 'Roar of the God of War', and he is also a loyal supporter of Lanrose.

I saw him take a step and block in front of His Majesty Lan Rose, the huge bull's eyes looked at each other seriously, and said, "Lan Rose, my friend, your task is the heaviest among us, do you really need our help?"

You have to know that you don't just represent yourself, you represent us, and if you get hurt in any way, it will make some people proud!"

His Majesty the God of War Roaring Throne has always been known for his unscrupulous words and deeds, he has always said what he wants, he will say whatever he thinks, and he never wants to leave some affection for others, and his mantra is: "I don't even dare to say it directly, how can I have the courage to face everything?!"

At this time, his true colors did not change, and as he spoke, he still stared at His Majesty the Graceful Firelight Throne, Madame Morayar, as if he was afraid that others would not know who he was talking about.

Even with Lady Morayar's cultivation and bearing, her face turned red with anger at this time, and she raised her hand to point, she wanted to say something, but His Majesty the Violent Hurricane Throne had already turned around and stopped in front of the two.

Ignoring the two of them, His Majesty Lan Rose's gaze fell into the clouds, and with the power of the legendary throne, his vision seemed to be able to see the scene of another plane through the cracks in the interdimensional space like scars.

It was a land densely covered with countless volcanoes, and from time to time, red magma erupted to a height of tens of meters and then fell, and the fire rain formed by the magma stained the air red.

And in this context, countless demons have been gathered, you can't expect the demons to have order, they fight, roar, kill each other, but driven by several secondary demon lords, they still honestly stay on the other side of the interdimensional spatial rift.

Lan Rose knew very well that the big move here had already alarmed the demon natives of the Scorched Land Prison, to be exact, they didn't think to hide it, this Scorched Earth Desolation was originally a place shrouded in the will of the Abyss, and they couldn't hide it if they wanted to.

Lan Rose also understood very well that although those secondary demon lords were not famous abyss powerhouses, under the shroud of the will of the abyss, they would inevitably have legendary power, and the mission he was about to perform would definitely be blocked by their desperate efforts.

There is a good chance that he will be injured.

The injuries at the Throne Strength Level were not so easy to recover, and this would inevitably adversely affect his struggle for the position of the Supreme Throne.

But will he give up?

Retracting his gaze, His Majesty Lan Rose opened his hands slightly, lightly paused in mid-air, and made a very chic closing action, which was pressed against the center of his eyebrows.

There was a moment of stagnation, and he seemed to be thinking and deciding. I saw him push his hands up slightly, and between his eyebrows and hair, he raised his head.

He smiled.

The bright smile seems to have returned to the age of eighteen, which is an age of 'starting a fight if you don't agree with a word, and playing with your life if you don't say a word'.

His eyes brightened.

To the depth, to the wisdom, to the bright immaturity, to the bright scorching, he will not care about the consequences, he will only go on according to his heart's wishes.

Young!

Frivolous!

It seemed to hold a young, restless soul in an old skin.

His Majesty Lan Rose looked at everyone and laughed: "I don't want to die because of soul exhaustion, I don't like to stay behind the scenes and command everything, and I hate internal power struggles and intrigues.

I am a warrior, I am a professional, I yearn for the expansion of territory on the battlefield, I hope to shed blood and sweat in the defense of the frontier, even if I finally fall on the battlefield, that is the glory I pursue, is the destination I look forward to the most. ”

"I've waited so long for this day that I can't suppress the shivers in my body right now. ”

"Brothers, don't stop me!"

This is the persistence and desire of His Majesty the Throne, maybe this is not a qualified politician and leader, but this is a warrior who truly integrates the faith of a professional into his bones.

Perhaps, this is also the charm of His Majesty Storm Rose of the Throne of Violent Hurricane.

No more, no need for extra nonsense, the god of war roared Throne Majesty was the first to turn into a meteor and fall to the ground, followed by the other five Throne Majesty.

Boom Boom Boom!

In the midst of the great earthquake, around the crack in the space of the cross-dimensional plane like a scar, the six throne wives smashed out six large craters with a diameter of tens of meters away.

Standing up and walking out of the pit, they did not look at the spatial rift, but walked in the established direction, facing the six corners, towards the periphery.

Their speed was not fast, but their steps were heavy, each step causing the ground to burst, and the charred soil tumbled to reveal the earthy yellow buried deep underground, and their bodies continued to grow in size.

Five meters.

Ten meters.

Twenty meters.

Fifty meters.

One hundred meters.

In the blink of an eye, six giants with a height of 100 meters appeared between heaven and earth, as if holding up the sky.

If the third-order transcendent is the pinnacle of mortals, the most powerful creatures in the plane, then legend must be equated with words like rules, void travel, and outer planes.

During the period of the decline of the Demon Tide, the rules of the plane will become tight and fine, not only will it become difficult to break through cultivation, but even His Majesty the Throne will find it difficult to descend the true body, which is like an adult getting out of a small box, and it will be uncomfortable to squeeze.

And now that the demon tide is surging, not only has the amount of elements in the space increased, but also because under the washing of the demon tide, the rules have become much looser, and the bearing capacity of the plane has also become much stronger.

From this, His Majesty can descend the true body.

That's right, these six throne whenchs are not those real clones, but real beings who have descended and opened up their true forms after advancing to the legendary throne as professionals.