"Wait!" Suddenly, the Corpse Hound Maffey on the side called out. "Kratos is right. There was indeed a White Dragon there just now. There were also three humans. It seems to be the smell of the Blasphemy Knight. "
He sniffed his sensitive nose and revealed a greedy look. "What a powerful and perfect flesh. If I can eat it, maybe I can safely pass through the next bottleneck."
The red cloud's swooping motion quickly stopped.
Bakiloa's face looked at Maffey.
"Are you sure?"
"Of course!" Maffey glanced at him with dissatisfaction. "Are you doubting my sense of smell?"
Bakiloa did not answer. He glared at Kratos fiercely, withdrew the large cloud, and shrank back to the original sky.
"In that case, he shouldn't have run far. Maybe we can still catch up to him. Can you determine which direction he went? "
Maffey continued to sniff.
"It should be in this direction …" He raised his head and ran in one direction.
Bakiloa and Kratos hurriedly followed.
*****
Garon continued to fly. The frequency of the flapping of his wings reached an astonishing speed.
Large areas of the Abyss swept past below him. A large number of black smoke pillars rushed up from a steel fortress below him to the right. The smoke pillars were surrounded by large areas of blood-red runes. It was obviously some kind of magic circle.
Garon vaguely recognized the style of this fortress. The fortress of the devils and the demons were different. The fortress of the devils was very orderly and beautiful, but it was ferocious.
On the other hand, the demons' fortress was in a mess. Moreover, they were too lazy to repair many insignificant places. Due to the fighting and killing, the internal buildings and walls of the surrounding fortress were often damaged, so they were too lazy to maintain them.
"It's the fortress of the demons." Garon simply identified the members of the soldiers below.
Below the fortress, in the air and at the gate on the ground, there was a cruel battle and struggle going on. The demon soldiers with curved horns on their heads were fighting with the chaotic and strong demons. Green, blue, and red blood splattered everywhere.
A few tall Balor Flame Demons were entangled with the giant octopus, the war behemoth of the demons, in the large army.
Garon flew across the sky and immediately attracted the attention of some of the creatures below. However, the war was getting more and more intense. No one was distracted to find trouble with him.
On the other hand, Garon could faintly sense a powerful aura approaching from behind.
"He actually caught up." He dug out a hole from the ground and ran out from another place. Not long after he ran out, he saw that the place where he had been living was surrounded by a large array, and Kratos' presence was faintly discernible in it.
Instantly, he knew that Kratos must have sent someone to make trouble for him.
Fortunately, he retreated in time.
"This is the Caqiu Plain. We can't fly anymore. There is a time limit for flying here. We can't stay above the battlefield for more than 2 magic minutes. Otherwise, the Fortress Lord Legion Commander here will kill us!"
The male knight who was caught in Garen's claws screamed loudly.
"Fortress Overlord? What is the level of an ordinary Fortress Overlord? "Garon asked casually.
"Most of them are at the peak of level 14." The knight answered honestly. "We can't go against the Fortress Lord's authority. They have a large number of level 9 subordinates. If they work together to set up an array, they can imprison and kill beings above level 10," the female knight, Irene, continued.
"Level 14 …" Garon's heart skipped a beat. He had seen the power of a level 14 before. That was the chairman in Snow City, who was also the Dragon Master's father. He could suppress all the mages present, including himself, just by casting spells from a distance. If the Apothecary attacked at close range, his power would probably be more than doubled. This was not an existence that he could resist now.
"Let's go down first." He controlled the altitude and flew toward the edge of the battlefield.
Behind him, he could vaguely see a large red cloud chasing after him.
Kratos' presence was getting closer and closer. There were also two strange presence waves mixed in.
"Sure enough, you found help." Garon sneered and looked back at the red cloud behind him.
"We can't help you with anything. Can you let us go?" Irene was the most naive of the three knights. Now that she saw the pursuers behind her, her face turned pale and she begged.
"Let you go?" Garon smiled and glanced at the three of them. "You were the ones who wanted to kill me back then. It's not that easy to let you go so easily. Let's go and join the Blood Battle together. We can avoid the three guys behind us. "
The soaring presence of the Blood Battle and the extremely vast battlefield were perfect for hiding his tracks.
Garen rushed towards the battlefield directly. It was a mess inside, where people were killing each other everywhere.
A Gnoll in black armor was smashing toward Garon's back with a hammer.
Garon swept his tail, and with a bang, he directly smashed the Gnoll's Spell Barrier Spirit Light. The Gnoll was sent flying along with the Gnoll. He was broken into two halves in midair. The two halves of his corpse fell onto the two devils who were fighting.
The Flaming Devils were surrounded by flames and smoke. They wore blood-red robes and held long barbed whips in their hands. One of them whipped toward Garon's head.
"Die!"
With a snap, Garen caught the whip in his claws and pulled it with all his might. He pulled the Flaming Devil over and spat out a dragon's breath.
The cold dragon's breath was mixed with cold poison, and it instantly froze the Flaming Devil into a block of ice.
These were all low-level creatures that were not higher than grade-6. They were no match for Garon at all. He simply swung his tail and stretched out his claws to clear a large area.
In this low-level battlefield area, he was simply a war machine.
In just a few minutes, his claws were covered in blood, flesh, and armor fragments.
"Roar!!"
Suddenly, a fat devil with green horns all over his body stared at him.
This guy was carrying a huge mace that was more than five meters thick. He had a long tail that resembled a Tyrannosaurus rex. It was like a third leg that supported his heavy body. He walked towards Garen, swaying left and right.
This monster was two heads taller than Garon and looked down at him from above.
The monster suddenly opened his mouth and spat out a large swarm of black bugs that flew toward Garon's body. At the same time, the mace on his shoulder smashed down like a phantom.
* Bam!!! *
Garon used one wing to block in front of him. Seven black and red stars shone on the wing. It was extremely hard and abnormally powerful. The seven stars suddenly brightened a little. Garon immediately felt a steady stream of energy surging out of his wings. His strength instantly increased by more than half.
Borrowing this strength, he lightly flapped his wings and firmly blocked the monster's arm.
He was already about the same strength as this guy. After this increase, he surpassed the other party. The fat devil was smashed into a somersault. Then, the fearless demons around him swarmed over and tore at him.
Garon didn't care. He went forward and viciously swung his tail.
With a loud bang, the fat devil exploded, turning into countless black bugs that flew everywhere.
The surrounding demons cheered.
"You've crossed the line! Mercenary dragon! "A leader of the demons on the other side shouted.
"So what if I've crossed the line?" Garon couldn't be bothered to pay attention to him. There were demons and devils all around. Most of the demons here were gnolls, flaming devils, and the fat devil from before.
The leader of the demons roared and drove a large group of flaming devils toward Garon. He himself retreated. The eyes of these driven devils were all red. Obviously, they had been stimulated in some way.
This kind of fanatical atmosphere was everywhere.
Demons roared crazily and rushed out from Garon's side. They rushed toward the devils on the other side.
Then, they were bombarded to death by the spells of the Warlock group. But they didn't retreat at all.
Flames, acid, huge rolling stones, and magma bombs fell from the sky one by one, landing among the demons and devils. The noise of blood and broken souls mixed with screams and howls.
Garon stood on the battlefield with three Blasphemy Knights behind him. On this battlefield, Garon could block any flame, rolling stones, and acid flying toward him just by spreading his wings. With a little strength, he could smash a crowd of devils to death.
His body and aura were perfectly hidden in the blood of the battlefield.
Gnolls were constantly torn to pieces by him. At the same time, he vaguely felt that his body seemed to be gradually infiltrated by an evil and twisted power in the process of this killing.
This energy nourished his body and accelerated the evolution of his body.
"Is this the power of the abyss?" Garon understood. The more creatures that participated in the Blood War killed, the more they would be rewarded by the will of the abyss, and thus gain more power. This power had the natural effect of confusing one's mind. If it couldn't be stably digested and suppressed, then it would eventually become a chaotic war machine that only knew how to kill, and finally die on the battlefield.
Chi!
After turning a flaming devil into ashes with a claw, Garon suddenly felt his back relax. It was as if something had finally broken through the shackles on his back, pierced through the scales, and was released.
He heard the exclamations of the three knights behind him. He looked back at his back.
Only then did he realize that his back was now densely covered with a long row of black poisonous snakes.
What was originally a Stegosaurus with spikes on its back was now filled with soft venomous snakes. These poisonous snakes were extremely ferocious. Their heads were covered with black spikes, like whips with sharp points.
"The evolution is finally over?"
Garon quickly looked at his IDE status bar.
Sure enough, there was a new change in the status bar. Just below the attribute bar, there was a new line of status.
"Status: White Dragon Level 2 Evolution — Snake-Backed White Dragon. Innate spell, Poisonous Eye. '
It was only then that Garen realized that his eyes seemed to be filled with some kind of power. This power was like the water accumulated in his eye sockets. It flowed but did not affect his vision. He felt that he could release this power at any time.
So he found a devil that rushed in front of him. It was a slightly stronger frost devil, a fair-skinned person wrapped in white frozen mist.
Chi chi. With two subtle sounds, two white and blue beams of light shot out from Garon's eyes, hitting the frost devil at lightning speed.
Ah!!
The devil suddenly screamed and melted like a candle, turning into a pool of sticky liquid in less than two seconds.
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