"Seeing nothing doesn't mean anything. Garon still looked lazy.

"So the commander is ready to admit it?" said the envoy of Bailong Mountain unhappily, he had long looked at the commander of the twelfth level who was not pleasing to the eye, and such a little strength relied on the strength behind him to lead these masters whose strength was much stronger than him, which was an insult to the dignity of his strong man.

He is also one of the fourteenth level white dragons in White Dragon Mountain!

"What do you mean by not admitting accounts? You can't talk nonsense, plus ethics. Andrew stepped up on the side without fear.

"Andrew, boy, do you have the right to talk to the commander?"

"Okay, okay, don't make any noise. Void creatures or something, it's okay on the main plane, but in our abyss, who cares about this?" said the representative of the Ghost Woman's tribal elder in a slow and screeching voice. "What if there are void creatures? We never care where any creature comes from, as long as he is one of us in the abyss. ”

"Blasphemous!" Bai Longshan and Ethics glared at Elder Ghost Po.

"Tiamat is your god, not our god. Plus ethics, you'd better be careful when you speak. "Elder Ghost Woman is not afraid of him at all.

"Quiet!"

Garon saw that there was about to be a quarrel below, so he simply clapped his hands and made a sound.

= "Ignore the other rumors, now, I need you to launch a raid." Garon commanded.

"Raid?" said the frost giant Saratu, "I like it! What is it this time, Commander?" he slammed his fists into each other.

"The target this time," Garon smiled slightly. "It's the Fortress of Ten Thousand Weepings"

"Oh?" the frost giant froze.

Although there is not a harmony between the fortresses, at least they are the same alliance. Such a surprise attack on another fortress is expected to be attacked by a combination of other fortresses.

No one objected. Everyone was thinking about it, and Garon told the true intentions of this raid target.

"Is there any objection?" said Garon, instead.

This plan was not made by him, but simply asked by the Demon Lord of Lies.

This guy is not very satisfied with the control of half of the fortress, anyway, the rules in the abyss are that there are no rules, although it is nominally a clan alliance, but no one stipulates that he can't attack other fortresses, and the abyss will be more pleasant because of this, but the pressure that needs to be borne is a little greater.

It just so happened that he was going to expand anyway, and Garon simply hung his first target on the Ten Thousand Weeping Fortress.

"I'm against it. Mondstadt, the captain of the White Feather Force, said in a deep voice. "With our current strength. The success rate of the raid on the Ten Thousand Weeping Fortress is too low, and the plan is not very successful. ”

"It doesn't matter. Garon raised his hand, "The two deputy leaders of the Ten Thousand Weeping Fortress will be in charge of solving the problem. And their rightful leader Fortress Master believes that he will also have a good home. He didn't say it explicitly, apparently there were other arrangements.

The fortress master is also at least a fifteenth-level powerhouse, and at the same time, he has a deep background, and he may also be the embodiment of some powerful existence. But Garon actually dared to say such a light sentence.

This immediately made the hearts of everyone present feel terrified.

"It seems that the commander has decided, so we won't say much. The leader of the Ghoul Party said quietly, "We can't do it beyond our capabilities, but we can do what we can." ”

"Killing brings more resources. More souls, and I, need these. Garon smiled.

The tone was set, and a new round of war broke out in Gallon's few words.

Legion demons and mercenary slaves rushed to the Crying Fortress adjacent to them. A powerful army of more than a million, led by the leaders, is speeding towards the Ten Thousand Weeping Fortress, which is shaped like a human rib.

The news spread all over the other forts in the surrounding area at once, and immediately caused the displeasure of the demons. On the contrary, the devils did not attack the empty fortress of revenge. Instead, from the flank, he attacked Wan Wai with the legions of the revenge fortress.

The 47th Division of the Hell Legion commanded millions of devils and carried thousands of Hell floating warships. and all kinds of war fortresses, overwhelmingly launched a general attack towards Wan Wee.

As a last resort, in the anger of the Ten Thousand Crying Commanders, he personally took action, and together with the two deputy commanders under his command and the three top masters, he officially entered the battle with the artifact Bow of Sorrow. Deal with tough opponents on the horizon.

The leader of the Hell Legion, Jiujiao, also took out with the Hell Artifact, facing the Commander of Ten Thousand Tears head-on.

The red and blue skies split in half, completely dyeing the dark red and dead sky of the abyss into two different colored areas.

In the red sky, there are countless floating flames, and in the blue sky, there are huge blue ice crystals floating in the blue sky.

On the dividing line between the two pieces of sky, two figures, one red and one blue, were colliding wildly, like comets, constantly flying back and forth, pulling out their regular tails and hitting each other again and again, making a huge vibration sound.

The red figure is a flame armor demon holding dual swords, this is a standard Bato Flame Demon, with a bull head, a bear body, and elephant legs, burning huge high-temperature flames all the time, holding a flame giant sword in one hand and a pitch-black crystal giant sword in the other, the terrifying high-temperature force field of up to tens of thousands of degrees continues to twist around him, and the air is completely burned into a blur.

He is the leader of the Ten Thousand Weeping Fortress, the fifteenth-level peak Bato Flame Demon - Ron.

On the other side, the blue ice armor wearing a silver crown was a strong warrior with a gasified lower body, and the upper body was the same appearance as a human male, but the eyes were deep dark blue, and the hair was a burning and fluttering blue flame.

This is the Legion of Hell's Legion, Captain Bahamstark, the pinnacle of the fifteenth level, holding a huge ice hammer in his hand, which is the artifact Ice Warhammer he holds.

The anomaly in the sky on both sides was also the terrifying energy radiation that burst out from the continuous collision between the black crystal sword and the blue war hammer.

The aftermath of the radiation alone made the harsh environment of the abyss even more terrifying.

Few soldiers below dared to approach here.

On the other side, countless demons and demons are fighting wildly, and the colorful light of energy and the explosion of spells are coming and going. Arrows, rolling stones. Fire oil, corrosive gas bombs. Corpse explosions, and other weapons of war are constantly intertwined.

Some of the ones who rushed too deep were red-eyed, and they had just cut off the head of a devil, and they were immediately smashed into meat sauce by other devils.

The stabbing archers and skeletal archers rained down a rain of arrows, all kinds of magical arrows with runes raining down, causing massive casualties on the battlefield.

Meteor rains, winter hailstorms, and a variety of large-scale war spells overwhelmingly shrouded the battlefield area.

The whole battlefield was full of chaos, killing. Cry.

The demons attack one side and take revenge on the fortress legion.

A petite white dragon sat on a specially made metal chair, followed by several elite top masters, looking at the boiling energy tide over the battlefield in the distance.

The White Dragon is the Garon who has come from the Fortress of Revenge.

"It's almost time now, and it's time to get ready for the upcoming big war. He said in a low voice. "Your Highness, are you ready?"

"Ready, no, no," a black-robed woman behind Garon chuckled under her breath. She looked like an ordinary elite woman standing behind Garon, but only a few people present knew that this was the real initiator of this war, the supreme being from the void - the Demon Lord of Lies.

"No need to prepare. ”

The Demon Lord replied with a smile.

"My strength is recovering very quickly. As long as you devour most of the souls of this war, you should be able to recover most of them. And you"

She looked at Garon in front of her.

"What you need now is just a slight qualitative change to guide the qualitative change of the fifteenth level"

"Qualitative change?" Garon's strength naturally can't be concealed by the Lie Demon Lord, and even the disguise on his body is arranged by the Lie Demon Lord. As a demon lord in the name of a lie, this one's disguise and deception ability is second to none among all demon lords, even if the gods come, don't want to see through Garon's true strength.

He is still a twelfth-level white dragon in the eyes of outsiders.

"Yes. As a gift in return, the core of the Lord of the Ten Thousand Weeping Fortress will be given to you. The Lord of Lies spread his hands. In the palm of his hand, the shrunken phantom of the two commanders who were fighting in the distance slowly appeared.

Smaller versions of their images kept crashing into the palm of her hand, and nothing unusual was noticed.

"Qualitative change" Garon has an understanding. His core was chosen for the Poisonous Eye. However, with the recent acceleration of ascension, the ninehedron, which had not been moving before, finally appeared abnormal. The nine-hedron is the key core for the Void creatures to use killing to accumulate strength with maximum efficiency after entering this world.

But Garon had killed so many creatures and didn't realize what it had done to him.

But at this moment, on this battlefield, he suddenly felt that the nine-hedron that had turned black finally had a faint vibration.

Click

A subtle crackling sound slowly came from the ninehedron, and Garon looked at it internally, and soon found that various cracks of various kinds were emerging from the inside of the ninehedron.

As the cracks increased, Garon gradually felt a subtle change slowly rising from the bottom of the root of life, gradually rushing to his heart and flowing throughout his body.

The Demon Lord of Lies glanced at him, smiled slightly, and didn't say anything.

"He has begun to evolve, the pentahedron has actually accumulated for so long before exploding, it seems that his body needs a lot of origins to evolve. Another Void Parasite master whispered.

"Normal, I've never seen a branch of the snake-backed white dragon in the White Dragon Clan. The other female demon laughed.

Garon's body underwent more and more changes as the pentahedron collapsed.

He suddenly regained his original huge body, broke the chair directly, and was about to rise to the sky, but the Lie Demon Lord waved his hand lightly, and suddenly regained his original state.

To outsiders, Garon was still sitting on the chair and talking and laughing with his subordinates, but the real situation was that Garon's body had risen into the air, floating huge twisted muscle blocks all over his body, and his skin had begun to shed layer by layer.

Hiss!!

Garon roared violently into the sky, and with a tear, two pairs of cicada-like wings appeared directly on his back, and the original dragon wings gradually shrunk, turning into slender meat wings that were exactly the same as the other two pairs, and the entire three pairs of six wings slowly fanned behind Garon's back. The wings were devoid of scales and were bloody from top to bottom, looking like they had just been skinned, and their surface was covered with wet slime.

Laugh at!

Suddenly, Garon's six wings directly opened a dense and innumerable number of green eyes, these small eyes were like countless blisters overgrown, slowly blinking on the wings, exuding an evil and greedy pure gaze.

Hiss!!

Garon's slender snake neck raised and let out a piercing shrill whistling. (To be continued......) R1292