Cold Winter Tower
Garon's figure instantly appeared on the teleportation circle at the lowest level.
He looked around, and a metal golem walked over and bowed slightly to him.
"Where's Nadia?"
"She's on the third level. Seems like she's reading a book? " The golem replied in a low voice. These golems all had a certain level of intelligence. They were high-performance golems created by Garon using the technology of the Mech World. They could be considered as a combination of arcane and technology. They had the strength of Level Six from the test bench and were very terrifying. They could also continue to grow.
Garon made a total of three of them. One was in charge of managing Cold Winter Tower, one was in the Abyss, and one was in charge of logistics.
"Where's Koala?" Garon asked. "How's the progress? Tell him to come and see me. "
"Yes."
The golem's huge black body lowered its head and replied.
Garon walked towards the teleportation circle to the third level. There were no stairs on each level of Cold Winter Tower. They were independent spaces and could only be transported by teleportation circles.
After a flash of white light, the second level of Cold Winter Tower was a place similar to a strategic research room. There was a large simulation of the plane universe in the center.
In the earthy yellow Prime Material Plane, Mountain Paradise and other Upper Planes were huge white discs. Below them, there was also a huge disc, but it was black. That was the Lower Plane, and some were called the Inner Plane. On the side, there was also a large cloud of colorful fog-like thing floating. That was the Astral Plane.
A large number of tentacles extended from the Astral World. The tentacles were connected to the upper, middle, and lower plane groups. Some blood-like thing could be clearly seen flowing from the plane into the Astral World. From the Astral World, it flowed back to the plane through the tentacles, forming a huge cycle.
The entire model was surrounded by a large black void. In the void, there were huge colorful plates in the distance. Those were the God Kingdoms of the various Superior Gods. There was also a huge black hole in the middle. That was the point that connected the void to this universe.
Garon walked to the side of the simulation and glanced at the situation above.
'According to the latest data collected, the simulation is estimated to be 67%.' The Tower Genie, which was Garon's Willpower brain, replied.
“67%？ That's not low … "Garon nodded in satisfaction. "What's the situation now?"
"The Void has completely suppressed the native world's pantheon, enslaving close to 50% of the native territories. Apart from the ocean, many places in the Prime Material Plane have been massacred. The situation was very good. However, there were some troublesome characters that even the Distortion Demon Master could not detect. For example, the Son of Hell and the Son of Radiance. "
'There are probably dozens of Children of Hell. They are of different races, and their forms are uncertain. There was only one Son of Light, and his identity was unknown. The location is uncertain. ' The Willpower Brain's current computing power had already far surpassed the average top-level Energy Machinist. Gods were also considered to be incomparable existences in the Mech World.
"How is the incubation in the Biochemical Pool?" Garon turned around, and a translucent, slightly black, skinny golem suddenly appeared behind him. This golem was only about the height of a person, and its body was slender and thin, as if it could be broken easily. However, there were sharp protrusions and spikes all over its body, giving it a fragile and dangerous feeling.
"Reporting to Master, the number of embryos in the Biochemical Pool has reached a thousand. All of them have been placed in the underground layer of the Cold Winter Tower and have been activated by a protective array. It can hatch at any time and join the battle, "the golem Koala replied sharply.
"What about the types?"
"There are ten Blade Wolves Form One, estimated to be Level Five in this world. The rest of the basic troops are Berserk Werewolves, which have the ability to fly and drill underground. Their strength is estimated to be Level Three. The recent batch of Abyss resources that were transported here have been exhausted, "Koala quickly replied.
"Not bad." Garon was not very satisfied. "Release all the Blade Wolves, collect the required data in time, and prepare for Form Two."
"Understood," Koala hesitated. "Master, do you need Willpower Link?" He asked carefully.
Although they were hatched and created in Garon's Biochemical Pool, if they did not use Willpower Link, these biological weapons would not be able to enjoy the tyrannical increase of Garon's Willpower. Also, there was the natural enhancement of Garon's subordinates as a Demon King.
Demon King Enhancement was an ability that was available at Army Level, and could upgrade all the troops at the same time as the Demon King.
"No rush …" Garon narrowed his eyes. "I'm about to have a big upgrade. The upgrade requires a better Form Two. "
"Understood …" Koala nodded, and instantly disappeared into the darkness. He was an Assassin Type Golem.
Garon looked at the simulated scene for a while. The black that represented the void and the white that represented the land were constantly twisting and killing each other in the big planes. He used the information from the Abyss, and collected a lot of information from countless planes that were connected to the Abyss. Then he simulated this huge scene.
After looking at the simulated scene for a while, Garon turned around and walked into the darkness. A black crystal pillar automatically rose from the ground, and a lot of information from the Vengeance Fortress appeared on it like a screen.
After he left the Abyss, the powerful Evil Gods around the Vengeance Fortress had no target, and left. Instead, the forces of the White Dragon Mountain entered the fortress, and changed their arrogant behavior, quietly waiting for his return.
"The White Dragon King is dead, looks like the White Dragon Clan has no choice but to find a new backer." Garon sneered. He had a bad impression of the White Dragon Mountain, and now the representative elder of the White Dragon Mountain appeared on the screen, and now he was showing a peaceful attitude. It was obvious that other forces were oppressing them, and they had no choice but to seek help from other forces.
"Andrew." Garon tapped on the screen lightly.
"Master." A commander dressed in black armor appeared on the crystal screen. "What are your orders?"
"How's the situation in the White Dragon Mountain now?"
Andrew had unknowingly broken through to Level Twelve, but his aura was close to saturation. It was obvious that his soul had reached the upper limit. Many creatures had limits, whether it was the soul or the body, and only a few powerful inheritances could help creatures break through this limit. This world had many top-notch Life Energy Cultivation Methods, and Garon's previous world's universe was mainly about the various Secret Technique inheritances of the void.
Andrew had always been practicing his own family's powerful inherited secret technique, which was the Knight Technique that many knights practiced. However, to be able to reach Level Twelve was already very impressive. After all, it was just a duke's family from a remote small empire, how powerful could their inheritance be?
"The White Dragon Mountain is being threatened by the Abyssal Demon Dragon Clan, and now it's difficult to move forward, and they're looking for external help everywhere." Andrew quickly replied, "They even sent people to try to bribe me some time ago, but I rejected them."
"What about Tiamat? Why don't you care about them? "Garon sneered.
"Tiamat seems to have disappeared without a trace, along with many Evil Dragon Priests. The White Dragon Clan has lost their protection, and they're being oppressed by the Abyssal Demon Dragon Clan trying to annex them. This is probably the key to why they came to you for help." Andrew said calmly.
"Disappeared?" Garon was thoughtful. "How many resources do you have left?"
"We didn't consume much, and we recently held another Blood War. We've reaped quite a lot, and we can give out a hundred units of Abyssal resources." Andrew summarized simply. Abyssal resources were a unit defined by themselves within the Cold Winter Tower, and a unit of Abyssal resources could run the Cold Winter Tower for a month. It could also produce a hundred Berserk Wolves, which was a very large unit.
"Send them all over, I need to develop new territory here." Garon ordered.
"Yes."
Turning off the connection, Garon walked directly to the teleportation circle, and entered the third floor.
The third floor was temporarily transformed into a medical and reading floor, and a lot of information was placed here. Beside the rows of bookshelves.
Nadia was wearing a black top, a miniskirt from Earth, and long black socks. Her slender and well-proportioned body was leaning against the chair, and her long black hair hung down along the back of the chair, straight and smooth.
The two Void Pursuers, Rosta and Elfie, were also sitting opposite her, quietly reading a book, and were even calculating something with a pen.
Seeing Garon appear, the three of them tensed up slightly.
"His power has become stronger …" Rosta's heart skipped a beat, and he felt a terrifying aura that seemed to have no end spreading over. He glanced at Elfie beside him, and both of them saw a bitter smile in each other's eyes.
Nadia also felt the strengthening of this aura, and there was an additional layer of frost on her face.
Garon's human form was wearing a white aristocratic costume with silver borders, and a pair of pure white gloves on his hands. He had a slender figure, and gave off a gentle and refined aura.
"How is it? The three of you, how have you been in the Cold Winter Tower? "
He walked to the side of the table.
"Have a seat, I'm here to tell you something."
He glanced at Rosta and Elfie, and both of their auras had obviously been strengthened many times due to the Distorted Seed, and he estimated that they had reached the standard of Level Ten. Although they were still as weak as children in front of him, they were already barely able to stand in this world. This was the power of the Distorted Seed.
"Both of you, the thing that's stopping your advancement now is to find a convergence point that you want, and concentrate all of your power, and purify it. With that point as the core, only then can you advance further." Garon gave pointers to his two subordinates, Elfie and Rosta were also Void Pursuers, and he naturally recognized them.
After that, it was Nadia.
He turned around and looked at this old acquaintance of his.
"How is it? Have you understood it enough? About the situation in this world. "
Nadia closed her eyes and muttered to herself for a while. When she opened her eyes, there was a rebellious luster in her pupils.
"So what? What do you want to say?! Do you want me to submit to you? "She said with a hint of mockery. "Although I'm very grateful to you for saving me, don't expect me to submit to any existence!"
"I don't mean to oppress you." Garon smiled. "I just feel that if I leave you here, I can come and find you to vent when I'm in a bad mood. My mood will be better soon," he joked.
"You!" Nadia was triggered, and her eyes started to burn with anger.
"Forget it, forget it, Sir Garon is just joking with you …" Rosta, the good guy, quickly began to console and smooth things over. Looking at his proficiency, it was obvious that this was not the first time he had done this.
Garon shook his head and stopped teasing her.
"Alright, let's get down to business. Nadia, I can let you out, but with your current strength that hasn't reached Level Nine, and now that the Void and the God System are at war, if you don't gather together and act alone, I reckon you won't live for more than a week. Do you believe me? "
He did not lie to her again, this was the truth.
Now, whether it was the Void or the God System, even the Lower Gods did not dare to act alone, for fear of being hunted and assassinated by the other party's powerhouses. Not to mention a mere Level Eight existence like her.
Nadia was silent, slowly biting her lower lip. She wanted to find a reason to refute, but after all, she was not a glib-tongued person. She probably knew the truth herself.
"So, for the sake of old friends, I'll give you two choices." Garon stretched out two fingers.
"One: Join me, and I'll give you a Distorted Seed to raise you to about Level Ten, enough to protect yourself. At the same time, like Rosta and the others, you'll be a small commander in my Cold Winter Tower."
"I refuse! I don't like to be a commander! "Nadia flatly refused.
"Then it's two." Garon smiled. "Become my personal guard. I'll give you Soul Connection. As long as I get promoted, you can also get promoted. Recently, I'll be making a big leap, and you can also seize this opportunity. However, as an Army Level, you should be clear about the disadvantages and advantages in this regard. "
Nadia did not make a sound.
Soul Connection was actually a method for Army Levels or Demon Lords to establish their own army subordinates. After the successful establishment of the connection, while the Demon Lord Army Level was improving their strength, it would also lead their subordinates to improve as well.
The advantage of this was that they could rapidly improve and advance along with a genius. The disadvantage was that they had to obey the orders of the Demon Lord or Army Level absolutely, regardless of any orders, even if they wanted them to die.
Such a joint connection was almost impossible to remove, and no one had ever heard of anyone being able to remove it. It was said that only when the subordinate's strength surpassed the Army Leader or the Demon Lord by too much, would there be a possibility of removing the connection.
However, such a result had never appeared.
"You really want to enslave me?!" Nadia stared coldly at Garon.
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