. The five clones of the dragon are like five complex trajectories of spiritual snakes with lightning speed. Thousands of angels who were originally densely packed around gradually became thinner under the sweep of light and shadow, with almost no power to fight back.
Firstly, the difference in strength is too great. No matter how bad the black dragon is, it is still a spirit of chaos. Only an angel of at least tenth level can compete with him.
But among these angels, not many were above the tenth level, and almost all of them were killed by Halivia and Neruda at the beginning. As for angels below level ten, even the black dragon clones can keep up.
Every time one more angel is swallowed, the aura of those clones becomes stronger. After all the angels were cleaned up, the shadows that were originally composed of silver light and shadow all turned into substantial light-like entities. The surging power is dormant in their bodies, but it makes people feel a terrible destructive power hidden deep inside.
After cleaning up all the angels, the lights and shadows turned around, flew towards the direction of the black dragon, and returned to the black dragon's body one after another.
When the first light and shadow disappeared into the black dragon's body, Halivia and Neruda, who were hundreds of miles away, could clearly feel the fluctuations caused by a dull energy collision.
After a few seconds of pause, the black dragon's aura surged, and then another light and shadow fell into the black dragon's body, followed by another dull wave.
These released clones are like energy collectors, swallowing up huge amounts of energy and returning it to themselves. Just by looking at the fluctuations produced at the moment of fusion, you can see how huge the energy carried by each light and shadow is, and almost every one of them exceeds the black dragon's most powerful moment.
Both Halivia and Neruda felt their souls stir. They had all been small before. During the years when they grew stronger by devouring their own kind, they had done countless things to plunder soul energy, so they naturally knew the limitations of devouring them.
The souls swallowed cannot exceed one-third of their own soul strength, otherwise not only will they not be able to digest them, but their souls will also burst.
But. The black dragon now swallowed five pure energy clones one after another. And each one is almost the same as when he was at his strongest. Can this be digested?
??Merging one every few seconds. Less than a minute. All five light and shadow clones merged. The aura of the black dragon has also grown to a daunting level.
If you only measure it by breath. He is even no worse than when Neruda guided Halivia back. The ten-winged angel revealed.
The thirteenth-level archangel has only eight wings. The ten-winged angel is already equivalent to a god. Go straight to the level of the real immortal king. This is for a dabbler like Black Dragon who made his fortune entirely by devouring and plundering. It's real growth.
But it shocked Halivia and the two even more. It's the potential shown by Black Dragon at this moment. He is almost like a bottomless black hole. It's as if any intensity of energy cannot be filled.
Ignore attributes and have no limits. These two points alone were far beyond Halivia's understanding. It completely violates the rules of energy and plane.
For this kind of existence, Halivia and Neruda can only think of one adjective.
The fierce electric light flashed around the black dragon, wrapping him into a ball of light, and the air crackled under the action of the electric light. This is a natural phenomenon caused by the leakage of a large amount of energy, which means that the black dragon cannot fully grasp this surge of energy.
He closed his eyes tightly and his attention sank into the depths of his soul.
In the black crystal, the originally very stable structure composed of silver light points is now undergoing a violent change.
Countless silver dots move and collide rapidly, dividing into two, and then into three, constantly hitting new light dots until all the gaps are filled. At the same time, a large number of light points rushed out of the black crystal, wildly hitting the black dragon's bones, and finally gradually blended into it.
With the impact of those overflowing light spots, the ivory-like bones of the black dragon became more and more crystal clear.
Two figures flashed past, and Halivia and Neruda appeared beside the black dragon. Halivia's eyes flashed with light, while Neruda's expression was complicated. Both of their eyes were focused on the black dragon, and various detection fluctuations were constantly projected on the black dragon.
Although this kind of probing behavior was very impolite, the relationship between them was that of friends rather than enemies, and they were so shocked that they couldn't care less.
Under the unscrupulous detection of the two immortal kings, almost everything about the black dragon was presented in their perception in detail.
This is the spirit of chaos?
Neruda, who saw the black crystal soul inside the black dragon for the first time, felt as if a bolt of lightning flashed through his soul, vaguely seeming to capture something.
¡This is the soul of black crystal!
Neruda¡¯s tone was very certain, shocked and confused. As one of the six kings, the Black Crystal Soul, the three sacred objects of the Immortal Empire, has been rotated twice in his hands. For a full 60,000 years, he did not expect that it turned out to be the physical form of the Chaos Spirit. .
Halivia did not respond. He folded his hands and looked at the black dragon silently, his eyes flickering, not knowing what he was thinking.
Material plane.
Millions of human armies, hundreds of millions of undead legions, and countless abyss monsters are all insignificant. This is a battle between gods and kings, and ordinary creatures are insignificant. They are unable to influence the changes in the situation, and are nothing more than humble pawns at best.
?????????????????????????????????????????????? By the Pope and the Archangel, the believers who believe in the light have no idea that the densely packed undead creatures that surround them are actually just acting? Instead, they are fighting in full swing at the Gate of the Abyss.
At the gate of the abyss, the number of undead creatures has increased to 20,000, and the non-stop magic was cast desperately, which once caused the elements in a small area to be unbalanced, causing chaotic airflow to swirl, and it was as if there was an explosion here.
Like a storm.
The ignorant abyss monsters are still pouring out of the gate of the abyss. The demon lord who fled back didn't seem to tell his companions that there was an immortal king guarding the other side, so in addition to low-level cannon fodder monsters, there were occasionally a few powerful monsters coming out.
Although Halivia has left at this moment, the more than 20,000 high-level undead creatures are not a vegetarian. They guard the gate of the abyss tightly, and few monsters can escape their magical baptism.
Under the entire Gate of the Abyss, more and more corpses of monsters are accumulating. Red, yellow, green, and blood of different colors gather together to form several rivers, slowly seeping into a larger area.
Several black shadows flew at high speed from the distant sky. When they saw the situation clearly, they were all stunned.
The leader was the Prophet, followed by Scott, Bisegrin, Agulito and others. Almost all the top leaders of the Black Dragon Mercenary Group arrived.
They have long known that something happened here, but they don¡¯t know the specific situation, and they don¡¯t have the ability of the black dragon to cross the void, so they can only fly slowly.
This place is thousands of kilometers away from the Holy Mountain of Guangming. They hurriedly and slowly arrived, and they only arrived now.
None of them could have imagined that it was an abyssal invasion, and it was a large-scale abyssal invasion that only existed in the mouths of bards!
"The Eight Hundred Abyss, even if the most powerful ones are put together, is not as powerful as half of the material plane. The abyss monsters are not fools. At least every lord of the abyss understands that it is impossible to defeat the material plane without the unity of the eight hundred abyss.
However, each abyss is equivalent to a plane, each of which has its own affairs and has never been unified. Even if there are adjacent abyss with plane passages, there are more wars and conquests between them, and it is impossible to cooperate at all.
Wanting to invade the material plane just by relying on the power of an abyss is simply seeking death. Therefore, the doomsday scene of the abyss invasion described by those bards has never happened.
So, the prophet was surprised, which abyss is so ignorant that it comes to die?
Let alone all races joining forces, a dwarf empire hiding in the Hengduan Mountains is enough to send any invading plane back to its hometown.
Of course the prophet never imagined that this was not an abyss, but a coalition of all known abyss!
The gate of the abyss is only five or six hundred meters in diameter, and the number of monsters that emerge at one time varies. If they are huge, four or five of them will fill all the space. If they are smaller lemures that are no bigger than a human thigh, they can only drill out thousands of them at a time.
But no matter what kind of monster it is, it can't escape the magical craze. Although continuous fighting will weaken the souls of undead creatures, Halivia has almost hundreds of millions of people. There are at least tens of millions of people of this level. With constant rotation, they can definitely guard the gate of the abyss. Like mountains.
The summoning channel continues to be open, and the undead entrusted by Halivia to command has obviously mastered this ability of rapid mobilization. Although he cannot support dozens of summoning channels at one go like Halivia, the reinforcement speed of a single summoning channel is enough.
Several undead, black warriors and lichs with powerful auras stood quietly in front of the undead camp, ready to intercept the powerful monsters emerging from inside. Even if a powerful existence at the lord level appears, there may be no return.
Another group of black shadows passed by from a distance, all of them were huge black dragons. On the leader of a giant dragon, Svengor lay tremblingly on the dragon's back, closing his eyes tightly. A wizard's eye hung directly above him, staring into the distance without blinking.But he didn't get rid of his fear of heights.
Brother and sister Xingyue, Irene, and Rod Benz are all on this giant dragon. Rodben held the banjo in his hand and looked into the distance with excitement and expectation.
Xing glanced at Rod Benz strangely, feeling very confused. Rod Benz was not a warlike figure, so why was he so excited? Even if he is eager to fight, there is still a chance for him to perform in the Holy Mountain of Light!
"The most confusing thing for Xing is that Luo Deben didn't bring anything with him, but he had to bring a group of musicians who had no strength and no knowledge of magic.
The rest of the dragons were all frail musicians. Almost all of them were holding various types of musical instruments, including pianos, flutes, flutes and so on. There was even a piano packed up and hung on the dragon's head. feet.
These are all members of the original Alliance Symphony Orchestra.
Although they had known for a long time that a fierce battle was taking place here, Xing, Yue and Svengel did not intend to join in the fun. Their own strength cannot keep up with the growth of the overall strength of the Black Dragon Mercenary Group, and they have long been marginalized. With the advantage of seniority, they can still participate in high-level meetings of the mercenary group, but they no longer have the power to make decisions.
And Svengel is also very self-aware. Unless it is a major issue involving racial interests, he rarely interferes in other matters.
¡°I came here this time only because of Rod Benz¡¯s strong request. Svengel mobilized a group of undead dragons to serve as mounts and rushed here from the Holy Mountain of Light.
Although Svengel has almost left the management center of the Black Dragon Mercenary Group, relying on his seniority, some small requests can still be easily met.
Why on earth do you have to come over and join in the fun? Hei Da said that there are monsters in the abyss. With those things, even a little mage like you can't help.
What Svengor hates most is riding on an immortal dragon. This kind of mount has no comfort at all, and its huge body causes the body to rise and fall every time they move their wings. For our body type, no matter how small the ups and downs are, it will affect the gentleness on the back.
Everyone is a torture.
Star and Moon are agile and can stand firm, but Svengor will be thrown off immediately if he doesn't get down. What's more, Svengel was afraid of heights and had resentment in his heart, so he naturally wanted to vent his anger on the culprit.
Although Rod Benz is only a senior mage, he is much better than Svengel. He can stand evenly on the back of the undead dragon, no less inferior to the Xingyue brothers and sisters.
The airflow on the dragon's back was too strong, and these undead creatures reincarnated from humans, whose soul strength was not yet strong enough to communicate directly, could only roar loudly and reply: We have created the greatest system in history. So find something to experiment with!
If you want to experiment, you can just find any place. Why do you have to go here? Svengel replied dissatisfied. If you want to test something, you can just find a place. You have to travel such a long way to join in the fun. That is an abyss monster, something more cruel and evil than undead creatures.
Since Svengor was reincarnated as an undead creature, his concept of the undead has slowly changed. Now in his mind, the monsters of the abyss are synonymous with real evil.
Their strength can only serve as cannon fodder for the current Black Dragon Mercenary Group. In the past, they could not help much. They might have to be taken care of by others. If they are accidentally torn apart by those abyss monsters, it is not worth it. .
You will know when the time comes!
Rod Benz roared confidently, his fingers quickly plucked the strings, and a string of piano sounds sounded rhythmically, but they were immediately blown away by the strong wind.
But at that moment, Svengel vaguely felt a weak magic wave spreading from the strings.
When the dragon transport team arrived at the Gate of the Abyss just now, there were already corpses everywhere. The tragic scene shocked Svengel, Rodbenz and the people in the symphony orchestra.
Especially the members of the symphony orchestra. They were just weak musicians. Apart from playing and singing, when had they ever seen such a tragic war scene?
For a time, many people were scared to the point of weakening their feet. Looking at them like that, if they hadn't been reincarnated into undead creatures and couldn't urinate, they would all be scared to pee.
When they rolled off the dragon, many of them were so weak that they could not stand up.
After a while, Luo Deben was the first to recover and shouted loudly for everyone to set up their instruments.
The Prophet, Scott and others who were watching the battle in mid-air just glanced at them and completely ignored them. What do you want to do with a bunch of musicians coming here at this time? Singing and dancing to work hard?
Although I despise this in my heart,They are humble guys, but for the sake of the black dragon, as long as they do not affect the overall situation, the prophet will tolerate their nonsense.
A group of musicians, led by Rod Benz, hurriedly put together all the instruments, especially the piano. In the end, it was the two brothers and sisters Xingyue who finally put it together.
?????????????????????????????????????????????????????????????????????????????????????????????????????????????????????????? out of the way, the situation in front of the Gate of the Abyss suddenly changed.
A middle-aged man in a gold-rimmed white robe appeared in front of the gate of the abyss without any warning.
When everyone saw his figure clearly, Studiler and Titnis, who had been watching the battle, all jumped up in fright.
He is Cherimo! Studiler's roar reached the ears of the prophet and others, causing the expressions of Scott, the prophet and others to change drastically.
The God of Balance! Immortal King! No matter which name it is, it is enough to make everyone present stand in admiration. Even a rebellious person like the Prophet felt his heart sink and he regained his energy.
But the ones who were most horrified were probably Studiler and Titnis. They saw with their own eyes the confrontation between Halivia, Black Dragon and Chelimo.
Before, the black dragon destroyed Chelimo's mirror image, and finally tore a rift in space and chased after it. Now Cherimo appears again, but the black dragon and Halivia are nowhere to be seen. What does this mean? Where did they go?
Without powerful beings of the level of Halivia and Black Dragon, it would be absolutely impossible for Studiler and Titnis to deal with Chelimo alone.
Some people here are panicking, but others are taking it easy. On the side of Halivia, the Saint of the Undead who was in charge was not affected at all by Chelimo's appearance. His thoughts are shrouded in the array of his own people, giving orders anytime and anywhere.
As soon as Chelimo's figure appeared, a large number of mages turned their targets to him. Some people cast a rain of low-level magic to suppress fire, while others began to brew high-level magic.
Against such a top powerhouse, low-level magic does not have much effect, but its casting speed is fast. When cast concentratedly, it can completely suppress and interfere with the opponent's actions, buying time to brew high-level magic and carry out effective killing.
At the same time, those high-level undead creatures arrayed in front also swarmed towards Cherimo.
From the traces of these moves, it can be seen that the commander under Halivia is rich in experience and capable of commanding.
It is impossible for Cherimo to come to this plane with his true body, and the projection has no attack power.
"However, the Cherimo in front of me doesn't seem to be a projection.
I saw that Cherimo's position suddenly became dark, and the surrounding space seemed to have collapsed toward his position, quickly darkening.
When Chelimo's position was completely plunged into darkness, and after a silent shock, a large amount of black mist crazily spewed out from that point of darkness, and the thick black mist shrouded the entire Abyss Gate at an extremely high speed.