The Second Generation Sorcerer King, who was wreaking havoc on the outermost battlefield of the sixth floor, heard Phumerosius's call through the Skynet.
All he could see was the chaotic battle between the radiation-infected robots and the Abyssal Dragons. At this moment, the Second Generation Sorcerer King was sitting on a sharp barb on the head of a super metal robot from the Abyss City. This so-called barb used to be an antenna link that the Abyss City used to communicate with the Abyssal Infected Worlds in distant time and space. It established the coordinates of each other and transmitted the Abyssal Demon Energy.
But now, it became the eye of the Second Generation Sorcerer King to peek into the mysteries of the Abyss.
"Kekekeke, kekekeke!"
With the help of the Mask of Truth, the Second Generation Sorcerer King could not help but laugh excitedly.
The world that the Second Generation Sorcerer King was looking at was one of the more famous Ancient Sorcerer Worlds that had been invaded and polluted by the Abyss World!
The Abyss City was on the same level as the Sorcerer World's Sky City or the space-based Planet Destroyer war platform. After the corrosion of the Second Generation Sorcerer King's metal flame, this Supreme Robot had replaced the Coffin of Hope and became the Second Generation Sorcerer King's right-hand man. Although it was not as thick and sturdy as the Coffin of Hope, it was more ferocious, like a hedgehog covered in thorns.
To the left and right of the Second Generation Sorcerer King, there were more than a dozen Abyss Fortress Super Mechs, ranging from tens of thousands of meters to tens of thousands of meters, guarding the Second Generation Sorcerer King. Their joints and energy cannons were burning with raging metal flames as they looked around. As for the tens of thousands of airship-level mechs, there was no need to go into detail.
"How about it? How does the Eternal Sky City with 100% combat mode compare to the Abyss Ancestor? If there's another Ancestor, what are our chances of winning? "
The Second Generation Sorcerer King wasn't satisfied with the radiation pollution on the battlefield of the Abyss City. If there was enough time, the Second Generation Sorcerer King could change the battlefield continuously and pollute all the Abyss Cities one by one, destroying all the battle platforms that the Abyss Devils had deployed.
"As long as there is a continuous supply of energy, it's enough to completely suppress the one-armed Ancestor. Even if the two of us fight against two Ancestors at the same time, we still have a sixty percent chance of winning."
This was not Phumerosius's self-confidence, but the most objective data obtained from Skynet's calculations. The premise was that the other Abyssal Ancestor's strength was similar to that of the one-armed sage physique Ancestor.
"Understood. Send real-time coordinates to Skynet. I'll be there as soon as possible."
…
The other side.
The Abyss Primogenitor was able to take one of Eternal Sky City's attacks head-on, but it was unable to withstand its continuous true battle mode. The Abyss Primogenitor, who was all skin and bones, was doing his best to dispel all the power that Eternal Sky City was exerting. The surrounding energy shockwaves were also constantly being consumed as they burned.
"En!"
After struggling with all his might, the One-Armed Holy Physique Ancestor finally broke free from the burning range of the remaining shockwaves. He continued to glide in the Void for a short while before the black smoke around his body slowly came to a stop. His charred skin could no longer be seen clearly.
The sound of a yawn could be heard as black smoke spewed out from his mouth.
The one-armed sage physique primogenitor's pitch-black face sensed the surroundings. This was actually the back of the Abyss Army, the place where the low-level Demon Ancestors used the Abyss Summoning!
"Hungry …"
Hunger raged and drowned him like a tidal wave.
Every cell was struggling on the verge of death. The heavy burden of survival and energy consumption caused the one-armed sage physique primogenitor to be almost like a skeleton in the process of these cells devouring each other. Coupled with the continuous recovery of his injuries, the crisis of death came one after another …
"Roar!"
With a roar of primitive desire, the one-armed sage physique primogenitor's fangs opened wide, and a shocking suction force sucked everything in the nearby Void in. The thirty-meter-long Abyss Demon Dragon turned into small sparrows, and the metal battleships turned into paper airplanes. After being sucked into the one-armed sage physique primogenitor's mouth in droves, he chewed them with crunching sounds.
However, to the one-armed sage physique primogenitor's cells that urgently needed nourishment, these low-level creatures were like eating garbage. They tasted like wax.
No longer satisfied with these low-level creatures, the one-armed sage physique primogenitor let out a mindless roar like a primitive beast. With a "whoosh", he crossed the Void and arrived next to a Phaseless Ancient Demon that was still using the Abyss Summoning and maintaining the Space-Time Gate to continuously transport the Demon Dragon Army.
This Phaseless Ancient Demon that had opened up its true form to more than five hundred meters did not even have time to react before the one-armed sage physique primogenitor grabbed the Void in front of him. This Ancient Demon kept shrinking under the shocking pressure of the space-time, and its fat flowed everywhere. Gradually, it shrank into a small meatball that was five to six meters in size. The one-armed sage physique primogenitor grabbed it and threw it into his mouth.
Crunch, crunch, crunch. It was like the sound of bones being chewed. It was relish.
However, the One-armed Sage Physique Primogenitor was simply too hungry. The amount of energy he needed to replenish himself was simply too shocking. It was not something that could be satisfied by one or two World Masters. Thus, after he ate the Faceless Demon Ancestor like he was chewing on candy, he was like a man-eating demon. As long as there was food in front of him, he would mercilessly devour it!
After a while, the one-armed sage physique primogenitor's skinny body finally received some nourishment. It became slightly plump and gradually regained some of its consciousness.
Behind him, the Supreme Androids of the Eternal Sky City chased after him.
"It's the Eternal Sky City!"
"Wow …"
The Sorcerers exclaimed as the metal continent slowly floated past them. In the vast battlefield where billions of Skynet's information converged, combined with Phumerosius's unparalleled will, the secondary cannons on his body kept firing. Boom! Boom! Boom! Boom! Boom! Large swathes of the Abyssal Legion were wiped out by the energy impact.
At the same time, Phumerosius also noticed the one-armed sage physique primogenitor who was constantly devouring his own kind behind the Abyss.
"Huh!?"
Even Phumerosius could not help but feel shocked for a moment.
Although he thought that he had some understanding of the Abyssal Civilization, their concept of assimilation was to treat all worlds that had been polluted as Abyssal Worlds, and they would call devouring as a part of their own body. There were even a few Phaseless Ancient Demons who had the ability to plunder and devour the Innate Ability of the Devourer. However, this was the first time he had seen the ancient demons directly devouring each other.
However, although he was shocked, the situation of the war to kill or expel the one-armed sage physique primogenitor would not change because of this.
Phumerosius was still cautious when he was in the Sorcerer Battlefield, fearing that he would cause a large number of casualties to the surrounding Sorcerers. Hence, his speed was relatively slow. However, in the Abyss, he was not so polite. With a single step, he was like a Truesoul Lord trampling a Void Worm to death. The number of Abyssal Demon Ancestors he had inadvertently killed was uncountable. Too many low-level demons were killed by the Eternal Sky City's super huge body.
The one-armed sage physique primogenitor seemed to have regained his vitality. Feeling the pressure of the spacetime around him, he turned his head and murmured excitedly, "What are you?"
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