Age of Calamity in Swallowed Star

The reason is simple.

Their team is a super team of all immortal gods, with a full twelve immortals.

The captain is an even more powerful King-level existence, and there are also two Marquis-level powerhouses.

Their strength is so strong… that it is enough to sweep away 98% of the elite teams on the second battlefield.

Not to mention just an elite World Lord team.

For them, this is completely a fat sheep delivered to their door!

"A debt of blood must be paid in blood!"

"An eye for an eye!"

"A debt of blood must be paid in blood!"

"An eye for an eye!"

"…"

One by one, they were filled with righteous indignation, and their eyes quickly turned blood red.

Not long after.

After a group of short, scaly immortals slowly withdrew from their excitement.

The immortal who had just been promoted to vice-captain glanced at Captain Kalai Wang and asked cautiously: "Lord Kalai, the fact that the other party can quickly defeat and kill the four immortals of Kara shows that there is at least a Marquis-level or even a peak Marquis-level existence, and their strength is already not low."

"And Marquis-level immortals… usually have already cultivated their own undying bodies, making them difficult to kill."

"I suggest that we bring in several other allied immortal teams to encircle them, to ensure that nothing goes wrong!"

After saying his suggestion in one breath, this immortal waited for King Kalai's decision.

"Find allies?"

He muttered the words in a low voice, originally wanting to refuse.

But on second thought, a Marquis-level immortal fighting desperately is not an ordinary thing.

If they detonate their divine power, he might not be able to kill them.

"Who should I look for!?"

He sat back on the white bone throne, his hooves tapping on the armrest of the throne, making a rhythmic crisp sound.

"Lord Kalai, I have a few suggestions regarding the matter of allies."

"Tell me," Kalai's eyes flashed with a sinister glint.

"We can look for the Demon Race and its affiliated races, the Mechanical Race and their affiliated races. These are all good dreams we can use…"

After saying his suggestion again, King Kalai frowned slightly, his brows filled with thoughtful expressions.

"That's right, we also have many Demon Race allies in this Suifeng Starfield. It's definitely right to find them."

Kalai divided a wisp of consciousness into the arm guard transmitter and began to call friends.

While contacting them, he kept grumbling: "The Demon Race is one of the six peak races in the universe, but in terms of information transmission, they are far behind the Human Race and the Mechanical Race, especially the Humans… It is said that their virtual universe network technology has spread throughout the entire universe, allowing their people to enter the virtual universe and conduct 100% simulations."

"I'm so envious!"

The immortals: "…"

As soon as Kalai said this, the entire spaceship cabin fell into silence.

As immortal gods, they also longed to enter the virtual universe like the human race powerhouses and enjoy a 100% virtual life.

However, the current technology tree gave them a heavy slap in the face.

Even a peak race like the Demon Race has not mastered virtual universe technology.

Not to mention a small race like the Dark Devourer Race, which is considered lower-middle in the universe, there is even less possibility.

Therefore, all the immortal gods are drooling with envy.

In fact, virtual reality technology is already very mature.

Ordinary immortal gods also have the opportunity to enter the 'virtual network', but the range covered by this virtual world is very small.

Just like the Ares Palace on Earth in the past, the range of the virtual world created by alien races.

At most, it only covers a galaxy, and they can only watch the further range…

Like the human race, possessing a virtual world that can cover the entire universe… is simply a fantasy for them.

Therefore, except for the Mechanical Race and its affiliated races, the information transmission of other races is simply indescribable.

The universe is too vast, and information transmission has become a very difficult problem.

For various reasons, each race has specially set up communication base stations in the outer battlefield, so that each race's allies can use this simple communication network to conduct the simplest information exchange.

…

The vast and boundless universe is really too big.

Even among the many peak races, only the human race and the mechanical race can achieve information coverage in every corner of the universe.

Compared to the human race's virtual universe's blind-spot coverage, the mechanical race can only guarantee communication within its own territory.

At this time, the magic of the 'virtual universe' is revealed.

It can not only simulate any law of the universe, and even integrate laws.

It can also turn all areas, including the 'Initial Universe', into its own control range.

It is precisely because of this that the human race can catch up later, develop and grow rapidly, dominate one side of the universe and become a peak race.

…

The vast and boundless Suifeng Starfield.

On an inconspicuous planet, there is a huge pit.

In the center of the pit, inside a gray-black palace, there is singing and dancing.

An immortal creature covered in scales is holding up fine wine and enjoying it on its own.

In the center of the hall, a group of beautiful concubines at the World Lord level are happily dancing a strange dance.

Around them, some scaly creatures are saying words of praise and flattery.

"Great ** Immortal, you are the greatest and strongest powerhouse of our race. We are proud of you. Only you can become stronger and step from Marquis to King!"

"**!! **"

The World Lord-level scaly creatures around them were all cheering in unison.

On the throne, the Marquis-level immortal creature was enjoying the service of the beauties from within the race, with a happy expression on its face.

"Continue the music! Continue the dance!"

"Can't this lord enjoy himself after fighting so many years of fierce battles and bloody battles in this outer battlefield!?"

The Marquis-level immortal waved his hand, signaling the dance and music to continue.

He had a feeling of pointing out the country and inspiring words.

"The lord is invincible in the outer battlefield!"

"ohohohoh!!!"

"…"

Just as all the World Lords were continuing to flatter him, this Marquis suddenly stretched out his hands and pressed down gently.

The entire hall suddenly fell into silence, and the World Lord subordinates around attending the banquet closed their mouths and stopped talking.

"That Dark Devourer Race guy hasn't been seen in thousands of years, but he's actually looking for me now." The Marquis-level immortal hugged a beauty in his arms, and a cunning light flashed in his triangular eyes, "Connect the communication!"

"Leiketon, long time no see!"

"Kalai, what wind has brought you here!? It's rare for you, a powerful King-level powerhouse, to come looking for me. I'm really flattered."

Facing his former old teammate and opponent, Leiketon's words were mixed with some ill intentions.

"I'm here this time because something happened. Kara and Silanka are all dead!"

"What!?"

Leiketon, who originally wanted to tease Kalai, was slightly stunned, and then became serious.

As a Marquis-level immortal, he often fought against Kara and Silanka. His strength could seriously injure the latter.

But he definitely couldn't kill them.

But now the news he heard was that all four immortal gods, including Kara, were dead.

This sudden news made him not know what to say.

A tooth for a tooth!

"Kalai, you haven't appeared in this second battlefield for so many years, have you forgotten?" Leiketon said.

"Hmm?"

Hearing this, Kalai frowned slightly and asked a little displeased: "What do you mean by that?"

"The meaning is obvious."

"This is the second battlefield of the outer battlefield. It is a place where the four peak races and countless powerhouses of their many affiliated races compete and kill each other. Killing and being killed are both normal things!"

"Over hundreds of millions of years, I don't know how many powerhouses from my Demon Race and affiliated races have fallen. Your four immortal gods are nothing."

Listening to Leiketon's words, Kalai's expression gradually became a little angry.

However, in the end, he restrained himself.

"This time I'm here not only to invite you to join our human race hunting alliance, but also to remind you that a powerful team beyond control has appeared in the outer battlefield,"

"Maybe… you will be killed by them someday, and you won't even have time to ask for help and be quickly killed like my brother!"

Leiketon: "…"

"You must already be clear about the stakes involved," Kalai looked at Leiketon's slightly changed expression, and secretly said that eight-tenths of his goal had been achieved.

Next, he decided to persuade him in one go.

"So choosing to join our alliance can not only protect yourself and form an effective defense, but also unexpectedly kill the human race and obtain military merits, killing two birds with one stone, why not do it?"

"Well, it sounds quite reasonable."

Listening to Kalai's persuasion, Leiketon's face showed some interest.

He came to the second battlefield of this outer battlefield, one is to kill enemies and make contributions.

The other is to hone and improve his strength.

Now that there is such a good opportunity, Kalai's words made his killing heart, which had been resting for hundreds of years, begin to stir.

He craves killing and even more craves military merits!

However, this matter is of great importance, and he still needs to consider it carefully.

"Wait a moment, let me think about it carefully."

Through the communication system set up by the Demon Race, the two began to communicate.

"The strength of the human side is not bad. I estimate that there are at least one or two Marquis-level existences… You also know that if a Marquis is determined to escape, even I can't cause fatal damage to them."

Kalai's voice carried a hint of sadness.

"I understand. Each Marquis of the human side is too cunning and powerful. It is still a bit impossible to kill them so easily."

"Moreover, their 'virtual world' communication system is too powerful. If we can't cause effective damage to them in a short period of time, we are likely to be surrounded, and we won't be able to escape by then."

After thinking about it, Leiketon finally said his worries.

As a small race affiliated with the peak race Demon Race, Leiketon grew up killing from a sea of corpses and blood… which not only contained the bones of enemies, but also the bones of many clansmen.

But the more this is the case, the more they will instantly unite and face the outside world when facing external pressure.

"You don't have to worry about this. I'm not just looking for you as an ally, but also several princes of the Demon Race."

The Dark Devourer Race King Kalai said leisurely, seemingly having everything under control.

"That how is the strength of this human team!?" Leiketon asked.

"In this human elite World Lord team, it is confirmed that there are two immortal gods close to the Marquis level, twelve World Lord levels, illusionists, beast tamers, pharmacists… Everything is available, and the combination is very reasonable, but!!"

Kalai suddenly changed his tone halfway through his words: "But my intuition tells me that there must be at least one Marquis-level existence hidden inside, and I will temporarily set it as four immortals, three Marquis-level combat powers."

"Three Marquis-level combat powers!?" Leiketon's expression changed drastically, and he quickly asked: "With such powerful strength, you still say it's ordinary!?"

"Yes, no matter how strong the Marquis is, facing the King is just being beaten to a pulp, and it's not worth mentioning at all."

"But in order to prevent them from escaping, I need your help!! Form a blockade formation… so that these hateful humans have nowhere to escape!!!"

In the Tongtian Bridge, the initial entry into the immortal level generally corresponds to the tenth floor of the Tongtian Bridge, while the fifteenth floor is the mark of the Marquis-level immortal.

As for the eighteenth floor of the Tongtian Bridge… it means possessing the existence that can compete with the King-level immortal.

As of now, Lin Ye is the first universe country lord level in the history of the human race to reach the twenty-first floor at the World Lord level.

"Kalai, three Marquis-level combat powers, the degree of danger in this encirclement and suppression of the human race is very high. Do you have other allies!?"

Leiketon looked at his old opponent and asked seriously word by word, "If it's just the two of us with our subordinates, I suggest giving up in advance. There's no need to provoke unhappiness."

"Why!?" Kalai's pair of vertical eyes glanced coldly.

"Don't think that you can do whatever you want just because you are already a King-level immortal. If three immortals join forces to deal with you, you probably won't feel good, not to mention that you haven't even comprehended the three mysteries of space, and your strength is only slightly stronger than the average peak Marquis."

"And what we said about the human race's rapid support…"

Kalai: "…"

After a brief silence, the Dark Devourer Race King immortal showed a cunning smile of a successful scheme on his face.

"Because I know that the other party is very strong, that's why I came to you, as well as Yuro and the others. In addition… I heard that you have a very good relationship with one of the Demon Race princes, 'His Highness Titan Meng', so I also want to invite that Highness through you."

Kalai said, looking a little excited: "As long as we can invite His Highness Titan Meng to take action with us, it will be a piece of cake to destroy that human race team."

"His Highness Titan Meng!?" Leiketon was shocked when he heard this.

He glanced at the virtual Kalai meaningfully and asked: "How did you know about my relationship with His Highness?"

"Don't ask about this, anyway, I know it's right!"

Kalai looked a little proud.

Leiketon: "…"(End of this chapter)