Chapter 385: The Son of Barakas "Oh my God!
My lord, it's too dangerous over there!
Let's leave as soon as possible!
"What the little demon Valak who was controlled by the Enchanting Realm saw at this moment was that he was caught in the claws of a huge demonic beast that appeared out of nowhere, and the great demon who had asked him to lead the way was now riding on the demonic beast and chasing in the direction of the demon lord Bifrons.
"That's not going to work, we're going to go to your lord and ask where the Endless Desert is, if your lord dies in battle, then I'm not going to waste a lot of time to find where I'm going?"
Zhao Yannian did not hesitate to reject the little devil's proposal and continued to gallop on the dry plains.
At this moment, finding the location of the human race is his highest priority, so a demon who knows the location of the Endless Desert will not let it go easily, and Zhao Yannian also wants to know who made such a big move and dared to challenge a dragon that even the lord did not dare to provoke.
"Oh my God, why am I so unlucky today!"
The little demon Valak let out a desperate wail, then whispered something as he gripped something tighter.
From the perspective of the little devil, he was holding a finger claw tightly in the claws of the huge demonic beast at the moment, and he didn't dare to move, and he was afraid that he would annoy the monster by moving around, so he threw himself down or pinched him to death in a fit of rage.
In Zhao Yannian's point of view, this skinny little devil who had a fight with the hungry people in Africa was holding the side armrest of the magic speed car with both hands and trembling constantly, and the effect produced by the charm field made Zhao Yannian feel quite interesting.
The little devil is like a person who can't correctly perceive reality at the moment, constantly relying on his own imagination to rationalize all the unreasonable places he sees, this rationalization phenomenon similar to the role of self-protection mechanism also exists in the psychology case of the previous life, but the results caused by Zhao Yannian's ability are more powerful and perverted than the effect of the simple self-protection mechanism.
Just now, when Zhao Yannian tried to read the memory of this little devil called Valak, he found that what the little devil actually saw did not have any distortion and change, whether it was Zhao Yannian or the magic speeder, they all remained the same in the memory of the little devil, but the little devil had a serious deviation in the process of cognition, and he was forced to modify his cognitive ability by the enchanting realm, and stubbornly regarded everything in Zhao Yannian as something related to the big demon.
All the unreasonableness is automatically ignored, and there is no way to explain it, so he makes up lies that he can believe for himself, and the most easily believed lies in life are made up for himself, which makes Zhao Yannian feel much more relaxed by the side of the little devil.
The Lord of the Decayed Woodlands, Bifrons, flew quite quickly, and as the blue-skinned Lord flew, a pair of bat-like wings protruded from his back, frantically absorbing the wind elemental in the air.
Pushed by the wind magic, this lord rushed out like a cannonball, and his flight speed was nearly twice as fast as Zhao Yannian's magic speed, reaching a speed of more than six hundred kilometers per hour in his physical body, allowing him to reach the location of the battle within an hour.
In the center of the dry plains, sixty-six demon lords were unleashing fire magic around the fire dragon, and under the deliberate use of these demons, the temperature around the fire dragon called the son of the evil god had reached a temperature enough to melt steel.
The ground around the Son of the Evil God had now turned into a fiery red magma, and the red dragon was now struggling to fly through the magma.
Just now, the son of the evil god tried to fly into the air again in anger, but he had just flown less than a hundred meters before he was immediately smashed into the ground by a thin figure with a punch.
"Roar!!"
The son of the god of evil roared unwillingly to the sky in the magma, and the demon general in the sky, with his head and horns and his body covered with red scale armor, showed extreme disdain for the dragon's anger and unwillingness.
"Even if you are the son of Barakas, you will no longer be able to inspire the power left to you by your father, and you should save this power and give him to us!"
The Demon General floating in the sky said to the son of the god of evil, the son of Barakas, the flame dragon, one of the six dragons created by the gods, who was struggling on the ground, and his fluttering words reached the dragon's ears in the midst of the magic explosion, causing the dragon to let out an even more furious roar again.
"His scales are starting to melt, continue to increase the temperature!"
The sixty-six demon lords flying around the dragon were not overjoyed when they saw the dragon grow angrier, and the frequency of the magic in their hands became faster and faster.
All kinds of powerful magic continued to rain on the body of the son of Barakas, and the various poisonous laws contained in the magic made the dragon only struggle in the burning quagmire like a poor loach, but could not escape, just when the roar in the dragon's mouth began to gradually turn to a mournful roar, a demonic rebuke came from the sky.
"Sburnark!
Stop it!
"The lord of the Decaying Woodlands, Bifrons, finally arrived at the scene in time before the son of Bacaras was killed, and under the angry shouts of the demon lord, the demon general, who had been calm until now, actually greeted him personally.
"Who should I be, it turned out to be the former demon general, Lord Bifrones, why, you didn't reflect on your mistakes in one of your rotten kennels, but you ran away to interfere with the plan of the Third Demon King, aren't you afraid that the Third Demon Lord will put your soul in the flames and imprison it for 10,000 years?"
The demon general said with a sneer on his face to the blue-skinned demon lord.
And while speaking, the demon general's hands were lowered and seemed ready for battle at any moment.
"Sburnark!
This is the first layer of hell, not your third layer, and the son of the evil god has permission to live in the first layer of hell with the permission of the first demon king!
Two pale flames appeared in the hands of the Demon Lord Bifrones, and a force filled with a corrupt aura appeared around him.
"Oh?
You say that's planning to go to war with me?
Demon General Sbenak slowly clenched his fists after seeing the Demon Lord's reaction.
"I've already given you a chance!"
As Bifrons spoke, his hands flicked at the Demon General, and then two pale flames turned into two chains of fire and slashed towards the Demon General.
"Then it depends on whether you have the ability to do this!!"
Demon General Sburnark's arms quickly swelled, and in an instant, his arms were dozens of times thicker, like two huge battering rams, with a terrifying whistling sound under the swing of the demon general's small body, towards the two pale chains of fire.
Boom!
A pair of giant fists made a muffled sound after hitting the fire chain, and the demon general flew upside down for hundreds of meters before stopping in the air, and the white flames on his fists at the moment were still burning.
"How does my Rotten Demon Flame taste, if you don't want to die, chop off your arms as soon as possible, or you'll lose even more."
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Demon Lord Bifrons smiled when he saw the Demon General take his attack, and instead of chasing, he continued to persuade the Demon General.
"How could this little flame hurt me!"
After hearing the enemy's words, the demon general shook his fists with some disdain, and under the violent vibration of the air, the two pale flames burning on his fists were immediately shattered.
"Oh, since you don't listen to my advice, then I'll have to continue to attack, and after killing you, I'll go to the Third Demon King to plead guilty."
After seeing the attitude of the demon general, Bifrons finally became serious, and two powerful demons began a frantic fierce battle in the sky.
And at the same time as the demons started the war, Zhao Yannian had already rushed to the vicinity, but Zhao Yannian had no intention of helping at the moment, he stopped dozens of kilometers away from the battlefield, and then used a telescope to observe the battle between demons and demons and demons and dragons, while silently calculating the combat power of the demons.
"Your Excellency, it's wise that you could stop, just one of the lords ahead is enough to kill us, not to mention the son of the god of evil or the general who fought against the lord."
Although the little devil Varak was still a little frightened, but at this moment he had already recovered a little bit of his previous noise, and when he found out that Zhao Yannian really had no intention of rushing into the battlefield to make peace, the little devil realized that he might not die in the chaotic battle of the lords this time.
"Son of the Evil God?"
Zhao Yannian had noticed that the appearance of this fire dragon was somewhat familiar from just now, but there was no existence similar to this dragon in the dragon clan he had seen.
"That's right, he is the son of the evil god Barakas and the Hell Dragon Queen, after the Hell Dragon Queen gave birth to him, the Hell Dragon King who was cuckolded found the evil god Barakas and fought with him, and finally with the help of several demon kings, Barakas was killed by the Hell Dragon King, and then the Hell Dragon King and the Dragon Queen also died of serious injuries."
The little devil Warak worked hard to satisfy Zhao Yannian's curiosity with all kinds of gossip he had heard for hundreds of years, you must know that there is a proverb among the little devil that if it is useless, it will be served on the table.
"I remember, I've seen the phantom of Barakas once before!
By the way, Valak, why is Barakas called the god of evil?
Zhao Yannian slapped his head and finally remembered where he had seen a similar dragon, it turned out to be the strongest strategic magic of the magician stationed in the Beast Blood Fortress, and Barakas's breath summoned the phantom of the dragon father who was about to be killed in front of him.