RBCT Chapter 315 - 74: Descent
Chapter 315 - 74: Descent
After Silver Storm No. 01 finished attacking, it returned to its original position and stood still, awaiting the next command.
Udi casually flicked the thick and long dragon tail behind him, breaking through the air and striking the left arm of Silver Storm No. 01. The immense power surged forth, and the metal left arm broke off directly.
"Recover," Udi ordered.
After receiving the command, Silver Storm No. 01, standing motionless, emitted dense, tiny silver threads from the wound of the broken left arm. They connected to the fallen left arm on the ground, and within a few breaths, it was restored to its original form.
Seeing this, Udi nodded slightly and praised,
"A pretty good product... Sofia, take these Silver Base Armors and Biological Constructs to the Ghost Race Plane. Let Roy and Bryan arrange their use themselves."
"Yes." Sofia nodded slightly.
The Dragon Pool fell silent again.
One day.
The Black Dragon Lord’s magical spiritual light dissipated all over his body. He opened his amber dragon eyes, and a hint of joy flashed in them.
[Eight-Ring·Law Command Shock (Beginner 1%)]
[Biological Tier: High-level Eighteen]
In a few months, not only did he begin mastering the Eight-Ring Law Command Shock spell, but he also advanced his biological tier to high-level eighteen through several strengthened Banquets.
His strength stepped forward once more.
"Aoqi should also be recovered from his injuries. It’s time to resume the hunt..." the Black Dragon Lord mused to himself.
...
In a corner of the Molten Lava Wilderness Plane of the Abyss,
the sky was engulfed by endless thunder, as a purple Thunderbolt Falcon darted recklessly through the thunderous sea, fiercely battling with a black dragon shadow.
At a certain moment, accompanied by the explosive magical spiritual light and energy aftershocks, the Thunderbolt Falcon plummeted towards the ground.
[Purple Thunder Giant Eagle]: A mighty mutant inherently mastering purple thunder.
The black dragon shadow followed the descent of the Purple Thunder Giant Eagle.
Not far away, the Six-armed Snake Demon Aoqi also flew over. Looking at the corpse of the Purple Thunder Giant Eagle on the ground, a smile appeared on his face,
"Congratulations to the master for acquiring the prey."
"Hmm, this time you will follow me back to the Tal Plane." Udi nodded slightly and said casually.
Aoqi seemed puzzled but did not ask further and nodded.
The dragon and the demon returned to Tal through the Teleportation Altar.
At this point, Aoqi also understood the purpose of the master’s request for him to come.
"You will head to the Ghost Race Plane through the Teleportation Altar to assist Barrow and the others. They’ve encountered some difficulties," Udi instructed Aoqi before returning alone to the Dragon Pool.
He was already eager to devour the Purple Thunder Giant Eagle to carry out the Banquet.
The Six-armed Snake Demon Aoqi, watching the departing master, did not hesitate and directly went to the Ghost Race Plane through the Teleportation Altar.
In the cavern, expanded dozens of times, a flash of light appeared as the Legendary Snake Demon over six meters tall descended here.
"Finally, I can stir up slaughter in the Material Plane." Snake Demon Aoqi licked his lips, somewhat excited.
Having been in the Abyss for many years, he was already a bit tired of it.
Moreover, stirring up slaughter outside the Abyss offers the chance to earn rewards from the Abyssal Will.
If the Material Plane is dragged into the Abyss and assimilated as part of it, the Abyssal Will will generously bestow rewards.
This is also one of the main reasons demons like to descend onto the Material Plane and instigate killings everywhere.
Another reason is that demons are inherently chaotic and restless, naturally inclined to slaughter.
In a forest, there stood a simple yet grand building constructed of giant stones.
Inside the building, the Fallen Evil Giant Nurraf and Balrog Flame Demon Barrow sat somewhat troubled.
"These Green-skinned Ghost Clans are really cunning, nearly falling into their trap," Nurraf rumbled.
Barrow was also a bit annoyed, saying, "The other side has a Legendary Ghostman, which makes us very passive... and we don’t know when the master will send someone over. If this continues, we can only keep running away."
While they were speaking, an evil, sinister laugh came from outside the hall. A thick snake tail slid on the ground, and three pairs of slender arms appeared eerily.
"Two useless ones, can’t even fulfill what the master ordered!"
Hearing the taunt, Barrow and Nurraf were quite angry and were about to kill the intruder when they turned to the entrance of the hall, only to find it was the Legendary Snake Demon. Instantly, they forced a smile and said humbly,
"Lord Aoqi, you’re finally here. These days have been hard for us! ... But now that you’re here, it’s the enemy’s turn to feel fear."
Aoqi snorted coldly, somewhat disdainful, "Explain the current situation."
Barrow’s expression didn’t change as he began to report the intelligence respectfully.
Months ago, they and the Black Wing Nest descended onto the Ghost Race Plane one after another and acted separately.
They headed east, and the Black Wings headed west.
Their goal was to clear out and occupy a large enough territory to establish the stronghold for the Black Wing Nest on the Ghost Race Plane.
Initially, the process went smoothly. Five thousand powerful demons slaughtered one Green Ghost tribe after another in the forest, facing no opponents and acting recklessly.
But soon, the other side realized a large number of strong alien races appeared in the area and dispatched a Legendary Ghostman.
Nurraf and Barrow, the two strong demon fighters, joined forces to barely resist the Legendary Ghostman. However, neither possessed Legendary Power, so they soon retreated, abandoning part of the demon troops to flee.
Originally five thousand demon warriors, only over three thousand remained after this battle.
Of course, most of the dead were Intermediate Demons, with only dozens of the eight hundred High-Level Demons perishing or being wounded, and of the twenty or so Great Demons, only one was left behind.