Faoran Island.⊙,

Rafinia, who had climbed the dock again, had a look of memories on her face.

The last time she came, she congratulated Lei Lin on her promotion to [Legend] and invited the other party to join the Northern Silver Moon Alliance.

Everything seemed like yesterday, but Rafinia knew clearly that everything was different!

"Sir! We just found out the latest news that ships leading to Banks Island have recently stopped sailing!"

A paladin came to Rafinia.

"I saw it!" Rafinia looked at Qimingxing Port, the originally prosperous place had become depressed.

After losing Banks Island, a big financial owner, a large number of ships left, and there were only a few small boats on the pier, which seemed a bit miserable.

"The other party shrank his strength. Did he discover something?"

Rafinia gritted her teeth: "Even if we look for the boat ourselves, we must arrive at Banks Island!"

boom!

At this moment, the ground suddenly trembled, and the sky was filled with terrifying majesty, and it became gloomy in an instant.

"What's wrong? Help!" The dock was panicked.

But Rafinia, who has experience, looked at the direction of Banks Island, and the powerful force fluctuations came from there, with a faint sound of prayer, and her face was full of solemnity: "It's too late!"

The next moment, not only in the South China Sea, but also in the fluctuations of the Force of the Gods were transmitted from various places, making Rafinia's face pale in an instant.

...

In the swamp, many indigenous people gathered together and knelt down and prayed: "Ukkru... the great Ukkru, you are the master of us..."

The power of faith forms a tide, wrapping a god with a human head and a lion's body.

...

On the grassland, a dark golden mud monster suddenly opened its body, covering almost the area of ​​several cities.

A little bit of golden flame began to seep out from its body.

...

Rumble! The tremor of the Force spread throughout the multiverse. For a moment, many gods projected their eyes here, with obvious surprise.

"So many [demigods] promotions..."

"There is a conspiracy!"

A large number of divine thoughts converge in the void. Such a huge movement is not only the gods, but also attracts the eyes of the devil and the demons.

The upper beings of the entire multiverse are staring at the main material plane solemnly, hoping to save or obtain something from it.

Outer plane.Mistra's incarnation came outside a kingdom of gods filled with divine light.

"Mistra, I've been waiting for you for a long time!"

Outside the Kingdom of God, many Forces roared and condensed into an elderly warrior who had lost his eyes and right hands.

"Our plan has made mistakes again... Before Ilminster and his party were attacked, the other party had already begun to be promoted to [True God]..."

Mistera had a heavy haze on her face: "After the rise of that [demigod], the trajectory of fate seemed to have changed greatly..."

"Do you still care about that premonition so much?" Tyre's back was straight: "On the world, only justice and fairness are eternal!"

"The Snake of Destruction..." The bitter smile on Mistera's face became stronger and stronger: "I have never felt that the other party's footsteps are so close..."

Even Tyre has to pay attention to the premonition of powerful divine power.

He was silent, and the surrounding kingdom of gods seemed to be suffocating at this moment: "The promotion of the true god is not so easy, not to mention that the other party is still a god in the killing realm, and he will inevitably suffer from the unanimous hostility of Mara and Cirick..."

"Let's wait and see...but I have a premonition, a pretty bad premonition..."

Mistera looked into the distance, and her eyes as if she had seen through everything and saw the future.

...

Nine-Levels of Hell.Nethers.

"Father!" The queen of desire Glesia, who has become the lord of hell, has amazing charm and charm, bowed to the old devil in front of her.

Even though he had entered the realm of rules, Glesia could still feel the powerful and unpredictable power of Asmotiels.

Asmotiels, who possesses the first contract, has a natural rule over the entire hell. Even if he is now divided and resisted by other hell lords, this innate rule will not change.

"I felt the fluctuations of the Hell Force..."

Asmothils still had the image of a big devil, his black goatee raised slightly, and there was evil and deepness in his eyes.

"That's a hell lord trying to be the gods!"

But the next words of Asmotiels made Gracia scream.

"Fengshen? Who is it? Which devil dares to betray... Hum? Could it be that the master of the Dis plane..."

Glesia soon thought of something. As the lord of the Dis plane, Raylin's identity is still very mysterious.

Of course, after so many years of investigation, in the eyes of those hell lords, Raylin's true identity is not a secret. He even reached an agreement unanimously.

The infiltration and subversion plan for the Diss plane has been underway. If Raylin hadn't appeared in hell at all and had been in the main material world, he would have been besieged by other hell lords and divided up his authority.

"The other party's goal is not to become a lord of a layer of hell... Only the eternal light of the god is the other party's pursuit..."

Asmothils saw it very accurately.

And he also thanked Lei Lin, because Lei Lin, a more conspicuous target, attracted a lot of firepower, so his various conspiracies were able to be carried out, and it has not caused any severe rebound yet.

Looking at the "deeds" of Relin, if he is willing to completely surrender to hell in the future, Asmotiels will definitely not mind spending his strength to reshape a devil's body and give him some fame and glory.

But now, everything is different!

"The combination of gods and the lord of hell will inevitably lead to more unpredictable results..."

A poisonous insect crawled out of Asmotiels' beard and threw it into his mouth. At this time, the evil devil's eyes were full of determination: "We must immediately overturn the other party's rule in the Dis plane and strive to cut off the other party's connection with hell!"

"The plane of Diss is currently temporarily represented by the Dead Demon Azrok, and the other party is very satisfied with his current status... and the other people we have installed, even with the power of other lords, will probably be difficult to subvert the rule of a hell lord in a short time, even if the other party is not a devil..."

Gracia bit her bright red lips: "I need more time..."

When he seized Marboji, the Desire Queen lurked for thousands of years before she accumulated enough rebellious power. She had to take advantage of the turmoil in the second-level plane to barely succeed.

If it weren't for the first time that the Ghost Witch Earl's favor was deprived of the Force, and then the opponent was knocked down by the Taichu Constitution and the rule of the rule, I'm afraid that it would be unknown who would win.

From this we can see how terrifying a hell lord's control over his subordinates.

Even if Leilin served as the Lord of Hell as a human being, it attracted the dissatisfaction of many devils and the reign of the time was very short, which was not an easy task.

"Nothing but! I need their help in overthrowing the dominance of the Diss plane, and even if it is to withdraw from Affonus, it is acceptable to transfer control there. You are responsible for signing the contract..."

Asmothils flipped through the huge contract scriptures in his hand and tore off a piece of black parchment.

"I see!"

Gracia accepted the contract and saw her father's determination. She knew Asmothils' wise eyes and wise decisions, she inevitably became curious about Lelin.

"What kind of conspirator is my father who wants to suppress even if he gives up some of his interests? It's really worth looking forward to...hehe..."

The devils are always quick to move, especially in terms of the compliance of contracts.

In order to compete for time, Asmotiels even directly opened the permission network, and the digital hell lord directly issued orders to the lurkers and conspirators in the second level of hell plane through the Force Net.

Soon, the entire Dist plane fell into war.

A large number of explosions and armored devil army surged out of the burning steel city of Diss, the targets were the official residence of the high-level devil in the center and the most important core tower to rule!

At this moment, at the top of the tower, the Dead Demon Azrok, appointed as the agent by Relin, was staring at all this with a sarcastic look.

"Well! Dil, Modiquero, and Hessas, sure enough, even you have been rebellious..."

Seeing his own city fall everywhere, Azrok's face was not filled with regret or anger. Looking at these devil rebels, it seemed as if he was watching clowns.

"You never know the horror of my Lord Kukurkan..."

Azrok turned around and came to the conference hall. The old devil figure that Railin had conquered before appeared.

"Hehe...all preparations are completed! All nodes are guarded by our people, and all the devil hunters are in place!"

The old devil laughed, carrying the evil power of ancient times.

This powerful force made Azrok feel a little nervous, and only Relin could conquer the other party with stronger power and conspiracy.

"Very good...let's go out to greet them! I can't wait to see the rebels' desperate face...haha..."

For the devil, killing more powerful people with conspiracy will always be their favorite.

"I'll wait and see!"

The old devil followed Azrok like a housekeeper and slowly walked out of the tower.
Chapter completed!