Nearly 100 giants over 300 feet tall and composed of burning magma slowly walked out of the abyss gate.

Their bodies spewed flames, and everywhere they passed, the flood of the earth evaporated rapidly, turning into hot white steam and rushing into the sky.

The strength of these lava giants has reached the extreme of the demigod level.

Under their feet, a heavy layer of burning demonic auras continued to expand in all directions, and the demonic auras of each lava giant could easily envelop an area of hundreds of miles.

Within the range of the demonic aura, the flood vanished, and the raindrops that fell from the sky were evaporated before they could hit the ground.

The power of nearly a hundred lava giants condensed into one and rushed into the sky, and the thick dark clouds that almost pressed the ground were also blasted out of a large hole with a diameter of thousands of miles, and the brilliant sunlight sprinkled down, adding another scorch to the blazing earth.

The lava giant let out a cheerful whistling.

Behind them, the dense abyssal creatures, lava creatures ranging in height from three feet to two hundred feet in height, driven by some kind of strong will, lined up in a huge phalanx of 100,000 people, marching towards the north in an orderly manner.

The lava giant strode slowly towards the north.

Wherever they passed, the flood disappeared, the land dried up, and the once fertile land quickly turned into a barren land almost desert in the Gobi. Their large paws left a pit several feet deep in the ground, and the pit was blazing with flames and lava flowing.

A steady stream of abyssal creatures emerge from the abyssal gates.

Lined up in a neat phalanx, they followed closely behind these lava giants and launched another all-out attack towards the northern defense line where the Deren Empire's army was the main force.

The previous flood actually helped the Delun Empire a lot.

These abyssal creatures love heat, they like to be dry, and they like to survive in the environment of volcanic lava.

Floods are natural enemies of these abyssal creatures.

In heavy rain and floods, weak abyssal creatures are a large number of deaths, and those abyssal creatures that are strong enough, even if they are demigod-level abyssal creatures, their strength will be suppressed to only two or three percent of what they normally do.

But under the leadership of these lava giants, the rain disappeared, the flood evaporated, and the arrogance of these abyssal creatures rose again.

In particular, the Abyss Consciousness directly intervened in their military formations.

These abyssal creatures, who are usually undisciplined, are actually comparable to the elite army of human beings in the military formation they have lined up today!

The earth is densely packed with huge phalanxes.

Countless abyssal creatures screamed loudly, forming a black pressure and boundless military formation, and marched forward quickly and manically and tyrannically.

There were black shadows rushing through the sky.

It was the gods of Des who smelled the breath of death, and they couldn't wait to use their magic to come here from afar.

A high-pitched horn sounded, and several knights in blood-colored armor and spears in their arms, riding winged Pegasus horses, grasping the horn in one hand, played it vigorously, and galloped through the low sky.

These knights are also the oracles of the transformation of Vares, the Lord of War, these days.

Behind these war envoys, dozens of oraclists dressed in white robes and holding wooden staffs, the divine envoys from the Church of Peace spewed white light all over their bodies, and their feet were fat white doves with wingspans of more than 100 feet, gritting their teeth and chasing after them.

The abyssal creatures have not yet officially started this round of attacks, and the relevant gods have already stretched out their claws.

The shadow of death is cheering.

The Divine Messenger of War is cheering.

The Messenger of Peace shouted loudly, and white light spilled from the sky, trying to dispel the fighting intent on these abyssal creatures.

The abyssal consciousness is alarmed.

In the heart of Tulum Harbor, huge eyes light up above the abyssal gates.

He glared at the oracle of peace from afar, and dozens of white-robed oracles of peace exploded to smithereens.

Several armor-clad war gods roared and laughed, they blew their horns, and the furious battle intent welled up in the hearts of the abyssal creatures, and they roared, and the speed of their progress suddenly increased by more than ten times!

Burn life.

Devotion of the soul.

Let life and soul become the fuel of battle intent, in exchange for dozens of times the increase in combat power!

This is the god of war of Varys, the Lord of War - any price can be paid for victory!

The soaring Abyss Legion sprinted towards the northern defenses.

The sky suddenly poured out of a thick black mist.

The 'hiss' chirp was earth-shattering.

In the black mist, huge snake bodies were faintly rolling. Through the hazy mist, you can see the scales of the snake on its body, which are the size of a small mountain.

The scales alone are the size of a small mountain, and you can imagine how huge the snake's body itself is.

Confusion of consciousness rushed down.

Evil thoughts are like a tidal wave.

The greedy, ferocious spirit fluctuations were like magma erupting from an archetic volcano, echoing in the minds of the creatures of the abyss.

A 'hiss' chirp rose to the sky.

In addition to nearly a hundred lava giants falling to the ground with their heads in their arms, the heads of hundreds of millions of abyssal creatures behind them burst open at the same time, and blood sprayed all over the ground.

A hydra condensed by black mist descended from the sky.

What a terrible thing it is.

His body was nearly a thousand miles long.

His huge body was entrenched on the earth, an unattainable mountain.

Nine long necks squirmed, and nine snake heads shaped like dragons looked down below, their eyes glittering with murderous blood.

Hydra, Lord of Chaos, Source of Evil, Symbol of Greed......

All bad adjectives can be attributed to Hydra.

But the hydra in front of him, the aura he released was chaotic and evil...... But there was also an indescribable, serene sense in Him!

Quiet!

The word can't have anything to do with Hydra anyway.

But this huge hydra, transformed by Margaret III, has the attribute of 'tranquility'.

He was silently entrenched on the earth, looking down on the lava giants, who were like frogs stared at by poisonous snakes, stiff and holding their heads.

Their brains were about to be burned to ashes by the terrifying impact of the gods.

Let their souls suffer unspeakable pain.

They didn't dare to move.

Then, the hydra transformed by Margaret III took a deep breath.

Hundreds of millions of abyssal creatures, their blood, flesh, and soul essences, their life force, their imprint of existence, everything they once had, were swallowed clean by nine huge snake heads.

The hydra's breath soared.

as a source of greed...... Devouring all things, this is just one of the most basic attributes of the hydra!

Margrethe III had just been promoted, but his divine power had more than doubled in an instant......

The Abyssal Consciousness let out an earth-shattering roar.

Margrethe III devoured everything, and even the sacrifices that he had sacrificed again, condensed into a magic circle again, were completely devoured.

Margrethe III's deep voice resounded through the heavens and the earth.

"That potion works well, get a few more!"