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    "What you see doesn't mean anything." Garen still looked lazy.  "So the commander is not prepared to admit his fault?" the Bailongshan envoy said unhappily. He had long been dissatisfied with the mere twelfth-level commander. With such little strength, he relied on the tyrannical existence behind him to lead them who were stronger than him.  It is an insult to his dignity as a strong man to beat a master who has many votes.  He is one of the few level 14 white dragons in Bailong Mountain!  "What do you mean by not acknowledging your account? You can't say such nonsense, sir." Andrew came up from the side without fear.  "Boy Andrew, do you have the right to speak when I talk to the commander?" Jia from Bailong Mountain stared at Andre unethically.  "Okay, okay, don't argue. Void creatures and other things are fine in the main plane, but in our abyss, who cares about these?" the representative of the tribal elders of the ghost woman said slowly and sharply.  "So what if there are void creatures? We never care where any creature comes from. As long as it is in the abyss, it is one of us." "blasphemer!" Bailong Shanjia Lianxue glared at the elder ghost woman.  "Tiamat is your god, not our god. Gareth, you'd better be careful what you say." Elder Hagpo was not afraid of him at all.  "Quiet!" Garen saw that the people below were almost noisy, so he simply clapped his hands to make a noise.  ¡Ø¨K³¤¡Ø¨K·ç¡Ø¨Kliterature¡Ø¨Kliterature, c¡á¦çt "Don't worry about other rumors. Now, I need you to launch a surprise attack." Garen ordered.  "Raid?" Frost Giant Saratu said, "I like it! Who is it this time, Commander?" He was eager to bump into each other with his two fists.  "This time's goal" Garen smiled slightly.  "It's the Fortress of Ten Thousand Cries" "Oh?" The frost giant was stunned for a moment.  Although there is no harmony between the fortresses, they are at least in the same alliance.  If you raid another fortress like this, you will probably be attacked by a joint attack from other fortresses.  No one objects.  Everyone is thinking about Garen telling the true intention of this raid target.  "Is there anyone who objects?" Garen asked in advance.  This plan was not formulated by him, but was simply requested by the Lord of Lies.  This guy is not very satisfied with controlling half of the fortress. Anyway, there are no rules in the abyss. Although it is nominally an alliance of the same race, no one stipulates that he cannot attack other fortresses. The abyss will be more happy because of this, but it will be a lot of pressure.  Just a little bit.  It just so happened that expansion was going to happen anyway, so Garen simply set his first target at the Fortress of Ten Thousand Cries.  "I object." Mond, the captain of the White Feather Force, said in a low voice.  "With our current strength, the success rate of attacking the Fortress of Ten Thousand Cries is too low, and the plan is not very successful." "It doesn't matter." Garen raised his hand, "Someone among the two deputy commanders of the Fortress of Ten Thousand Cries will be responsible for solving it. And they  I believe that the orthodox fortress master will also find a good destination." He didn't say it clearly, and he obviously had other arrangements.  The fortress master is at least a level 15 strongman with a profound background and may be the incarnation of some powerful existence.  But Garen actually dared to say so lightly.  This immediately shocked everyone present.  "It seems that the commander has decided, so we won't say much." The leader of the Corpse Party said quietly, "We can't do what is beyond our capabilities, but we can still do what we can." "Killing will bring more resources.  More souls, and I need these." Garon smiled.  The tone was set, and a new round of war broke out in just a few words.  Large numbers of legion demons and mercenary slaves rushed towards the neighboring Fortress of Ten Thousand Cries.  Led by the leaders, the tyrannical army of a million people quickly advanced towards the Fortress of Ten Thousand Cries, which was shaped like a human rib.  The news spread to other fortresses in the surrounding area, causing dissatisfaction among the demons.  On the contrary, the devils did not attack the empty fortress of revenge.  Instead, they attacked Wan Cry from the side with the legions of the revenge fortress.  The 47th Division of the Hell Legion commanded millions of devils and led thousands of hell floating battleships.  and all kinds of war fortresses, launched an overwhelming general attack on Wanwei.  With no choice but to do so, Commander Wanwei was furious and took action personally. Together with his two deputy commanders and three top masters, he officially went into battle with the artifact, the Bow of Sorrow.  Deal with upcoming tough opponents.  Jiujiao, the leader of the Hell Legion, also took action with the Hell artifact and faced Commander Shaan Wancry.  The red and blue skies are divided into half, completely dyeing the dark red and dead sky of the abyss into two halves.areas of different colors.  There are countless flames floating in the red sky, and there are huge amounts of blue ice crystals floating in the blue sky.  On the dividing line between the two skies, two figures, one red and one blue, were colliding crazily. Like comets, they kept flying and turning, pulling out their tails and hitting each other again and again, making huge vibrations.  Voice.  The red figure is a flame-armored demon holding two swords. This is a standard Baator Balrog with an ox head, a bear body, and elephant legs. Its whole body is burning with huge high-temperature flames all the time, and it holds a giant flaming sword in one hand.  Holding a pitch-black crystal giant sword in one hand, a terrifying high-temperature force field of tens of thousands of degrees was constantly twisting around him, completely burning the air into a blur.  He is the commander of the Fortress of Ten Thousand Cries, Ron, the Bator Fire Demon at the peak of the fifteenth level.  On the other side, the one wearing blue ice armor and a silver crown is a strong warrior whose lower body has been vaporized. His upper body has the appearance of a human male, but his eyes are deep dark blue, and his hair is a burning and fluttering blue flame.  This is Bahamsdak, the leader of the Hell Legion, a peak existence at level 15. The huge ice hammer he holds in his hand is the artifact Ice War Hammer he holds.  The changes in the sky on both sides are also the terrifying energy radiation bursting out from the constant collision between the black crystal sword and the blue war hammer.  The aftermath of the radiation alone makes the harsh environment of the abyss even more terrifying.  There are few soldiers below who dare to approach here.  On the other side, countless demons and demons were fighting crazily, with colorful lights of energy and explosions of spells coming and going.  Arrows, rolling stones.  Kerosene, corrosive gas bombs.  Corpse explosions, and other weapons of war are constantly intertwined.  Some who rushed too deep were so angry that they just cut off the head of a devil and were immediately smashed into pulp by other devils.  The thorn archers and skeleton archers rained arrows wildly, and all kinds of magic arrows with runes rained down like a rainstorm, causing a large number of casualties on the battlefield.  Meteor fire rain, winter hail, and various large-scale war spells overwhelmingly enveloped the battlefield areas.  The entire battlefield is full of chaos and killing.  Wail.  The devil attacks one side and takes revenge in the base camp of the Fortress Legion.  A petite white dragon sat on a special metal chair, followed by several elite top experts, looking at the boiling energy tide over the battlefield in the distance.  Bailong is Garen who led the army from the Fortress of Revenge.  ¡°It¡¯s almost time now, and it¡¯s time to prepare for the upcoming war.¡± He said in a low voice.  "Your Highness, are you ready?" "Ready? No, no, no," a woman in black robe behind Garen laughed softly.  She looked like an ordinary elite woman standing behind Garen, but only a few people present knew that this was the real initiator of this war, the supreme being from the void, the Lord of Lies.  "No preparation is needed." The Demon Lord replied with a smile.  "My power recovery is progressing very quickly. As long as I devour most of the souls from this war, I should be able to recover most of it. And you" She looked at Garen in front of her.  "What you need now is just a slight qualitative change to guide the fifteenth-level qualitative change." "Qualitative change?" Naturally, Garen's strength cannot be concealed by the Lord of Lies, and even his disguise was arranged by the Lord of Lies.  As a demon lord who is famous for lying, his ability to disguise and deceive is second to none among all demon lords. Even if the gods come, they can't even think of seeing through Garen's true strength.  He is still a level 12 white dragon in the eyes of outsiders.  "Yes. In return for the gift of qualitative change, the core of the Fortress Master of Ten Thousand Cries will be given to you." The Lord of Lies spread his hands.  In the palm of his hand, the shrunken shadows of the two commanders fighting in the distant sky slowly emerged.  Their miniature images were constantly bumping in her hand, and no abnormality was found at all.  "Qualitative change" Jialong had an enlightenment.  His core selection was the poisonous eye.  However, with the recent acceleration of improvement, the nine-sided body, which had been silent before, finally became abnormal.  The Nine-Hedron is the key core for void creatures to maximize their efficiency in using killing to accumulate strength after they enter this world.  "But Garen had killed so many creatures, but he didn't even realize that this thing had any effect on him.  But at this moment, on this battlefield, he suddenly felt that the nine-sided body that had turned black finally started to vibrate slightly. ¡¡¡¡¡¡ A subtle cracking sound slowly came from the nine-sided body. Garen paid close attention to it through his inner vision, and soon discovered that various fine cracks were continuously coming out of the interior of the nine-sided body.  ? ?As the cracks increased, Gallon gradually felt a subtle change slowly rising from the very bottom of his life, gradually rushing to his heart and flowing throughout his body.  The Lord of Lies glanced at him, smiled slightly, and said nothing.  "He has begun to evolve. It took so long for the nine-sided body to explode. It seems that his body needs a lot of sources to evolve." Another void parasite master whispered.  "It's normal. I have never seen a species branch like the snake-backed white dragon from the white dragon tribe." Another female demon smiled sweetly.  With the collapse of the nine-sided body, Garen's body is undergoing more and more changes.  He suddenly returned to his original huge body, bursting the chair, and was about to rise into the sky, but the Lord of Lies waved his hand gently, and everything immediately returned to its original state.  To outsiders, Garen was still sitting in the chair, chatting and laughing with his men, but the real situation was that Garen's body had floated into the air, with huge twisted muscles floating all over his body, and his skin began to shed layer by layer.  stand up.  Hiss!  !  Garen suddenly raised his voice to the sky and roared. After tearing it apart, two pairs of cicada-like fleshy wings appeared directly on his back. The original dragon wings also gradually shrank, turning into slender fleshy wings that were exactly the same as the other two pairs. The entire three  A pair of six wings slowly flapped behind Garen.  There were no scales on the surface of these wings, and they were covered in blood from top to bottom. They looked like wings that had just been skinned, with wet mucus flowing on their surfaces. ? ? ? ? ? ? ? ? ? ? ? ? ? ? ? ? ? ? ? ? ? ? ? ? ? ? ? Suddenly, countless green eyes densely packed on Garen's six wings opened directly. These small eyes were like countless blisters, blinking slowly on the wings, exuding an evil and greedy pure sight. ? ? ? ? ? ? ? ? ? ? ? ? ? !  !  Garen's slender snake neck was raised and it made a harsh and sharp whistle.  (To be continued)
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