This flame demon was four or five times larger than the ogre demigod Gogon, with a demonic face on top of two huge horns, and bronze scales all over his body, all of which were cracked, and tongues of fire were spewed from time to time from the cracks.

The upper body has eight arms, and the lower body is a serpentine tail made of lava, dragging a fiery whirlwind, and the tail nearly a hundred feet long instantly whipped on the hill next to the ruins of Hearthstone.

The rock mass disintegrated, and the eruption of lava completely destroyed the hill.

Wantonly venting the joy of getting out of trouble, the fire demon was finally satisfied, and the dark red fire wings on his back suddenly opened, with a wingspan of nearly seventy meters, and a shadow descended, which was enough to cover the sky and the sun.

This is an ancient fire demon that has lived for tens of thousands of years.

Superior demons, like true dragons, become more terrifying the older they get.

After passing the age judgment of 10,000 years old, the fire demon will receive an all-round enhancement, not only an increase in size, but also an increase in various stats, abilities, and skills.

This type of fire demon is known as the Ancient Fire Demon.

The head in front of him is the first evolution posture of the Ancient Flame Demon, the Burning Ancient Flame Demon, whose owner is equivalent to the Hell Lord of the Demigod Template, and the rank is second only to the Hell Demon King!

The ogre demigod indifferently watched the Flame Demon Lord vent wantonly, and after he finished venting, he immediately spoke:

"If I let you out, you must be obedient!"

These words made the Flame Demon Lord furious, and his whole body erupted with shining fire, which was as bright as a round of sun.

"Is it up to you? Dot! ”

Gogon's words seemed to have caused the Flame Lord to be greatly insulted, and his eyes were angry and evil, and he looked down at the ogre demigod, his eyes almost spewing out flames in the shape of substance.

The ogre demigod was undaunted, and just looked at it coldly.

After a moment of stalemate, Gorgon suddenly roared:

"Do you still want to be sealed? You have to know who sealed you here in the first place, and who let you out! ”

These words made the Flame Demon Lord even more angry, but not against the ogre demigods.

Because of this seal, the Burning Ancient Flame Demon was forced into a deep sleep, and the sleeping volcano was also occupied by a group of molten iron dwarves, and the Hearthstone Keep was built against the mountain, using the opportunity of the Fire Lord's slumber to draw its energy to create a huge furnace.

In the eyes of the Flame Demon Lord, this is a naked humiliation!

"Prometheus!"

The Firelord roared.

The Flame Demon Lord's reaction made the ogre demigods very satisfied, the demons are really a bunch of simple-minded guys!

Immediately afterward, Gogon continued:

"You don't need to do anything, kill, destroy, destroy, and turn this upside down."

And just like that, the two terrible creatures came to an agreement at this moment.

……

Walking on the barren land, the posture is like the blood-bronze giant of the mythical Atlas carrying the fortress on his back.

In the Lich Court, one of the three emeralds that lay across the table was shattered.

"Well, that Burning Ancient Flame Demon has been released."

One of the lichs took one look at it and nodded in satisfaction.

Now that only the last of the three emeralds remains, when it shatters, the slaughter of the three demigod-like creatures will bring a new number of people to the realm of the dead.

The ceremony to welcome His Majesty the Lich King is about to begin.

In a moment—

Syllable!

The third jade also shattered, which meant that the third sealed monster was released.

The lich slammed his empty chest.

Although the heart has long since decayed, strong mental fluctuations can convey the excitement of blood boiling.

Overjoyed, the lich pulls a crystal ball from inside the ring.

A magical glow erupted from his fingertips, and the news was instantly transmitted to the members of the council who were traveling for the mission.

The final step of the plan can finally begin!

……

The Lich Hazen sat indifferently on the Throne of Bones, floating in mid-air.

Beneath him was a ruin that stretched for hundreds of miles.

Coalition forces from several organizations, including the Council, the Night Feast, the Cult of the Dragons, and the Death Watchers, are cleaning up.

This is a city of a thousand rings, which was finally captured after several days of continuous attack by the army of the undead, and the so-called cleaning is to clean up the remaining living people in the city.

The necromancer personally casts the [Curse of the Corpse] and engraves the curse on the forehead of every living person.

The dead air swells, the flesh and blood corrod, and one by one the newborn dead come out of the rotten skin to welcome a new life.

Well?

Hazen frowned and waved a crystal ball.

A row of bizarre symbols emerge from the surface of the crystal clear sphere.

"Have the Titan Soldiers been liberated as well?"

"Very good, three demigod-level individuals attack at the same time, and they must be able to collect enough guests and delicious food for the banquet!"

The fingers of the white skeleton tapped lightly on the armrest, and the throne flew high.

Immediately afterward, thousands of undead on the ground formed a dense formation and gradually followed the direction of the throne and left.

The army of the dead has completely destroyed the land of a thousand rings.

The legendary Guardian of the Thousand Rings was shattered by a lich and transformed into a legendary Death Knight.

This scene is played out in the land of six thousand rings.

Each of the twelve lichs leads an army of the undead on a crusade to raise enough guests for the upcoming feast to await their hosts.

More than a thousand meters in the air, there is a behemoth suspended in the air.

It is a pyramid-shaped building that is spriged together with dense spikes, and at the top stands a huge skull statue wearing three horned crowns in the shape of a crescent.

If you look through the clouds, you will be shocked to find that the floating fortress is made of the remains of countless creatures piled up in a miserable white paintwork, supported from top to bottom by twelve gigantic thigh bones of unknown creatures, and carried by countless howling and painful souls at the bottom.

In the Abyss and the Plane of the Dead, fearful, weeping souls are considered the strongest substance, and crushing them and mixing them into matter can greatly increase their defenses.

Dead Fortress - Apoptocratic Star Fortress!

In the floating city, in the hall of skulls paved with countless skulls, two figures shrouded in the terrible fog of death stood on the balcony, looking at the quiet earth in the distance with dead and indifferent eyes.

"The feast of the dead is ready."

One of the tall giants spoke coldly, mixed with the noise of metal friction, which sounded extremely harsh.

"Well, the kids are doing a good job."

The other figure must have looked thin, with a female voice like that of a middle-aged man, elegant and pleasant, with a slight hint of hoarseness.

"The blockade has reached its limit, and we should be ready to respond to the counterattack of the Sin God Domain at any time."

"Humph! What about the godslayers, they are just a group of despicable people who have killed the projection and clone of the true gods, and the pure lamb has broken the sixfold seal, and only this one is left. ”

"The last Lich King is about to be resurrected, the sparks of conquest, war, hunger, and death will burn the endless planes, and the hypocritical Celestial Gods will pay the price for their arrogance and arrogance."

"Alright, let's stop whining."

An elegant, magnetic voice stopped this impassioned speech.

"I feel that there is a mythical powerhouse approaching here, it is Prometheus."

"In that case, let's drive the fortress."

As soon as the tall figure's cold voice fell, the twisted soul of the fortress base dispersed a thick gray mist that enveloped his body, and gradually, the light began to distort, and the shadow of the Dead Fortress gradually faded.

By the time the swing had dispersed, the fortress had disappeared in place.

Haim technology from the ancient underworld, with the dead and sinners as scaffolds and the soul of fear as the drive, the Dead Fortress has the ability to [Spiritual Travel].

This is the pinnacle of the Iliad's magical civilization - the technological creation of the Astral Plane City!