Magical Civilization and the War of the Gods

Demons.

Freist Island.

Demon City.

……

"I'm just here for a trip, isn't it?"

Bailong said with a smile outside the Demon King's City, looking at the many powerful demons defending him.

The worst among them are all holy-level forces, or at least high-level demons. There is no low-level demons.

Watching Bai Long warily and solemnly.

"The aura emanating from you doesn't sound like you're here for a trip."

Demon King Bashor came personally and said that many powerful demons also made way.

"As a god descendant, it's not surprising to have some special sacred aura, right?" Bailong said with a faint smile.

After he arrived here, he no longer concealed his power, and was clearly captured by the devil's eyes of Demon King Bashor.

The Demonic Eye is the inherited power of the Demon King's identity and has many powerful powers.

"It's a little surprising that you dare to come alone at this time. Where is Tiffany?" Demon King Bashor asked.

"Who?" Bai Long asked.

"Huh." Demon King Bashor chuckled.

In the Demon King's City, Tiffany's father Srega secretly breathed a sigh of relief.

As long as Bailong expresses that he does not know Tiffany Li and has no contact with her, then the demons will at least have the possibility to continue their dealings. At least it cannot be directly concluded that Tiffany Li is guilty of major treason, which is very important to him.

……

No more worrying about the details of this meeting.

"Don't you invite me in to sit down? Lord Demon King." Bailong asked with a shrug, looking very relaxed.

Demon King Bashor waved his hand, and the demons dispersed a little.

"Come with me, if you dare."

Demon King Bashor turned his back, opened a black space vortex in front of him, and stepped in.

Seeing this, Bailong followed him straight in.

In a blink of an eye, it was inside the Demon King's City.

All of a sudden!

A condensed terrifying pressure suddenly descended on Bai Long!

That is the power of many demon gods, many of whom are high-level gods. The intensity of all the energy gathered together can be imagined. Not to mention regular high-level gods, even super-level beings will be slightly affected if they are caught off guard.

"Do you have to exert pressure to show your strength? After so many years, you are still so naive."

Bailong smiled lightly, with a hint of unusual power in his tone.

As for him, except for the ground starting to collapse and crack due to the high-intensity pressure, he was not affected at all.

His calm demeanor can be said to be very relaxed.

"The projection of the power of the God King, you are indeed the key to their recovery!"

The angry voice of a demon god came.

"Then what? Kill me?" Bai Long asked, his smile not changing at all.

There was silence all around, everyone seemed to be observing.

Even Demon King Bashor was using his magic eyes to try to analyze the white dragon in front of him.

and got very regrettable results.

……

"Is this the special talent of your witch clan? Should it be regarded as a clone, or a preliminary means for recovery?" Demon King Bashor said quickly.

"You can call it a 'ghost'." Bailong.

There was no response from the surroundings, and a faint feeling of dissatisfaction was lingering, as if he was being played.

"Since I dare to come, I understand that even if you kill me, it will not affect the follow-up." Bai Long.

"What's the purpose?" Demon King Bashor.

"Let's simply take a look at your attitude. Later, I will also go to the dwarf and goblin cities and towns in the area you currently rule. As I said at the beginning, I am just here for tourism, so there is no need to be so solemn." Bailong shrugged and spread his hands, feeling that they were making it too complicated.

"Then there's obviously no need for you to stay here anymore." Demon King Bashor said quickly.

"Okay, let's talk about a small agreement. I don't know if you can still represent the demon clan." Bailong looked at the demon king Bashor and said.

Demon King Bashor.

The demon king of this generation before the curse of the forbidden gods was broken and the gods were resurrected. Nowadays, he has successfully broken through to the strength of an intermediate god. In the future, he may have the opportunity to break through to the realm of a high-level god, but that is a story for another day.

Now that the Demon King has revived, as long as he regains his strength, the position of the Demon King will still be his after all.

The current Bashor is just the current agent of the Demon King.

"You are just a descendant of the gods now, what qualifications do you have?" the guard next to the Demon King said sternly!

suddenly!

"boom--!"

The place where the guard was was completely cracked, and his whole body was completely lying in the pit, unable to move.

"I won't talk about your hospitality. After all, it's the same as before, but when did this kind of guard become so unruly?" Bai Long's faint smile showed a faint coldness.

One of his pale golden eyes has turned into azure.

Faintly, a sacred scepter appeared behind him. It was the projection of the supreme artifact of the Gods.

That is, it represents the supreme power of the Gods!

……

"I'm really sorry."

Demon King Bashor waved, threw the guard into the dark space vortex, and signaled the other guard to leave.

This is no place for demons like them to stay.

What is left behind are all projections of the power of other demon gods, and none of them were present in person.

"Sit down, Demon King."

Bailong's tone became calm, and a divine throne formed behind him simultaneously, and he took the lead to sit down calmly.

the other side.

The Demon King also condensed a Demonic Throne to represent the equals sitting down.

now.

The white dragon represents the gods, and it can also be regarded as representing Ke Lian.

For the time being, Demon King Bashor still represents the entire demon race, and he is qualified to compete equally with this racial force that possesses super-level gods.

"What is the agreement you are talking about?" Demon King Bashor asked proactively.

In fact, he still sighed a little in his heart.

He had had many contacts with the head of state Ke Lian, and had a lot of cooperation. If it were not for the relationship between the gods, perhaps they would not be so opposed to each other, let alone feel so strange at this time.

Perhaps the divine white dragon in front of him is related to the head of state Ke Lian, but he is already full of emotion.

……

"It has nothing to do with Ke Lian, it mainly represents the God Clan."

"The gods are destined to return, but it's just a matter of time."

"You will definitely stop it. There is a high probability that the two sides will still fight. There is nothing to think about in this aspect."

Bailong leaned on the throne, crossed his arms and crossed his legs as he spoke.

"As for the Gods, they mainly focus on the premise of fighting, and want to understand the current attitude of the Demons in advance. Is it still a fight to the death, or is it just a matter of deciding the winner?"

"There's nothing to talk about when it comes to the winner."

"In terms of fighting to the death, the Gods hope to formulate the most basic agreement, that is, no matter what the outcome, at least ensure the survival of the other race, unlike the previous chaotic times of the ancient tribes."

The white dragon represents the Gods and said with the attitude of the Gods.