frightfiction #531 - Demons and Evil Dragons Collaborate
#531 - Demons and Evil Dragons Collaborate
Within the dim and deep hall of council, the black wizard lightly waved his sleeve, and an obscure and arcane secret art spread like inky clouds, instantly drawing the Wind Cloud and the surrounding mists to this place.
The hall's vastness resembled a secret realm beneath the firmament, hundreds of feet across, empty and solemn, each breath seeming to bear the weight of endless years.
Ba Fengyun, the Demon Race's Commander-in-Chief, sat upright on the main seat, his figure as straight as a pine, his face as calm as water, his gaze profound, as if capable of seeing through all the illusions in the world.
He waited quietly, his body exuding an inviolable aura of majesty, and in the air, demonic energy quietly gathered, churning endlessly, like the deep sea with its undercurrents, foreshadowing the impending storm.
Before long, from within the demonic energy, eight Half-step Demon Emperors slowly entered, some majestic as mountains, others ethereal as immortals, each emanating a heart-palpitating supreme pressure.
Among them, Cui Hua, a gaunt old man, was particularly eye-catching, clad in ancient armor, seemingly unremarkable, but with a glint of wisdom and cunning flickering in his eyes, clearly a master of hidden depths.
"Lord Commander, this urgent summons, could it be that the Human Race intends to launch a major counter-offensive?" The old man's voice was hoarse, yet each word was clear, revealing a keen insight into the current situation.
Ba Fengyun gently shook his head, a hint of gravity flashing between his brows: "Not so. The reason for summoning you here is because of that Li Chengfeng, a great source of trouble for my Demon Race, who is leading a hundred thousand mixed legions, intending to lay claim to the Evil Dragon race in the far north."
Hearing this, the old man's lips curled into a playful smile: "Oh? The Evil Dragon race? Such a dragon's den and tiger's lair, heavily guarded, with eight Half-step Demon Emperor Evil Dragons guarding it, isn't Li Chengfeng courting death with this move?"
"Hmph, the Evil Dragon race's movements have been strange recently, having moved their defensive line north, and their altar is showing frequent anomalies, as if heralding the descent of an epic-level dragon."
Ba Fengyun's voice was low, a complex look flashing in his eyes, "Li Chengfeng, though his strength is mediocre, is full of cunning schemes, with many strong subordinates, coupled with the three-race allied forces, their momentum is fierce.
Moreover, he is skilled in underwater stealth, and once he breaks out of the ice, it will be a thunderous strike."
Speaking of this, Fengyun paused, his gaze sweeping over everyone present, and said in a deep voice: "If I hadn't laid out a plan in advance, these secrets would not be known.
Now, we must join forces with the Evil Dragon race to plot a great plan, and we must annihilate Li Chengfeng and his hundred thousand troops in one fell swoop, to bolster the prestige of my Demon Race!"
Before the words could fade, a dragon's roar suddenly rang out, shaking the entire hall.
A jiaolong shrouded in evil energy pierced through the clouds and split rocks, transforming into a middle-aged general clad in golden armor, striding into the hall.
His eyes were sharp, his aura imposing, and he was the representative of the Evil Dragon race.
"Lord Commander is right; my Evil Dragon race is also unwilling to sit idly by and watch Li Chengfeng and his ilk run rampant."
The middle-aged general, Xie Kui, said in a loud voice, with an undeniable firmness, "I have come here to represent the Evil Dragon Commander, to discuss countermeasures with you, vowing to bury that Li Chengfeng and his army in the far north!"
Ba Fengyun's pupils suddenly contracted, as if he could see through the changing situation in the distant far north, and he vaguely sensed that Li Chengfeng's resolute steps were moving towards that frozen land.
Xie Kui's laughter was like the wild wind in the cold night, wantonly unrestrained: "Haha, naturally so; my lord has already laid down hidden chess pieces, and now is the time for them to play their part.
Li Chengfeng has prepared meticulously this time, gathering more than a dozen experts at the Half-step Nascent Soul stage, and even awakening those sleeping old antiques in the deep sea.
But he never imagined that these old monsters had already understood the truth of 'the older one gets, the more one cherishes life'; the proverb does not deceive me, everything in the world has its laws."
Ba Fengyun's gaze was like a torch, and he appeared even more calm in the twilight: "So that's how it is; my thoughts coincide with those of my friend Xie Kui.
Since that's the case, why don't we join hands again to plot a great plan? The battle of a hundred schools of thought requires us to proceed step by step and advance on multiple fronts.
We must ensure that Li Chengfeng and his hundred thousand elite troops are wiped out without a single survivor, to demonstrate the majesty of my Demon Race and the Evil Dragon race!
Otherwise, how would other races take us two races seriously, thinking that we who have crossed realms are beings to be bullied?"
Xie Kui nodded in agreement, his expression solemn: "Indeed, the people here are extraordinary in strength and have a long history, perhaps even hiding ancient secrets.
If the Seven Continents can truly work together, it will be a catastrophe for us.
Therefore, we must proceed step by step and not act rashly."
Ba Fengyun nodded, his tone firm: "That is the principle. If Li Chengfeng successfully occupies the far north this time, the morale of the Human Race will be greatly boosted, while our morale will be low.
At that time, more trial-takers will regard the Profound Light Continent as a trial field, paving their path to promotion with blood, which is simply a contempt for our two races!"
Ba Fengyun snorted coldly, a hint of ruthlessness flashing in his eyes: "Those who hold such thoughts are only courting their own destruction.
This time, I will dispatch all the elite forces, including ten Half-step Nascent Soul stage experts, the Black Wizard Master, and the newly joined Yun Zhaotian Fate Master; this force is enough to turn the far north upside down.
We will completely destroy Li Chengfeng and his army, hanging their heads high, so that the far north is shrouded in the shadow of death, becoming a true slaughterhouse!"
"Good!" Xie Kui immediately agreed, "I will lead my race's forces to fight alongside you.
Although the Evil Dragon defense in the far north has 50,000 elite soldiers, plus the local aborigines who have surrendered, perhaps reaching 250,000, they are all ants in front of us, and we will crush them one by one and grind them into dust!"
Then, Xie Kui respectfully clasped his fists and bowed deeply: "Thank you, Lord Commander, for your great assistance! Time is tight, and I will set off immediately, but I also hope that Lord Commander can send another 10,000 elite Demon Race soldiers, preferably Foundation Establishment stage experts, to enhance our strength."
Lord Commander Ba Fengyun nodded in agreement, his expression solemn: "That is only natural; I will not only allocate 10,000 elite soldiers but also hand over my Demon Race's most elite Demon Eagle Legion to your command.
Conduct aerial surprise attacks to catch the enemy off guard with lightning speed. However, we need to clarify the distribution of spoils after the war."
Xie Kui quickly responded: "My Lord Commander has already indicated that the spoils will be divided 60/40, with the Evil Dragon race taking 40% and the Demon Race taking 60%.
Considering that your esteemed race has traveled a long distance and reinforcements are not easy, this arrangement is both fair and expresses our race's sincerity.
In addition, this battle is actually a major sacrifice, aimed at welcoming the arrival of a true Half-step Nascent Soul Evil Dragon Venerable.
At that time, its power will be so strong that no one can resist it, ruling this world."
Lord Commander Ba Fengyun's pupils shrank slightly, and a look of astonishment appeared on his face: "So that's how it is; the Evil Dragon race is actually sending high-level personnel to the battlefield in person, it seems that they are determined to win the far north.
Friend Xie Kui, your race's emphasis on this place is evident."
Xie Kui's smile contained a hint of smugness: "That is only natural; since Li Chengfeng spread the news in the far north that he could trigger the Evil Dragon legend, my race's high-level officials have attached great importance to it.
They specially sent such a big figure to capture Li Chengfeng alive.
Who would have thought that he would overestimate himself and offer himself at our doorstep.
If he were really at the Half-step Nascent Soul stage, it would be fine, but unfortunately, he is just an ant in the Golden Core middle stage; stepping into my Evil Dragon territory is courting death."