Chapter 550 Disaster in the Material Realm

This is an ancient and dim material world.

In the middle of the material world, there are rolling mountains, and there is a cliff in the mountains.

A blood-red sunset shines on the cliff.

The rock that forms the cliff is pure black rock.

But looking from a distance, there is a white building on the top of the cliff!

Dark cliffs, pure white hall.

The strong contrast between black and white makes the dark land look more desperate, but there is a glimmer of hope in the pure white.

This is the material world of disasters. Ever since the demonic invasion more than ten thousand years ago, disasters have been accompanying this material world.

Demons are disasters in this material world.

After more than 16,000 years, the demonic forces have been slightly disadvantaged by generations of local extraordinary battles. Only in this generation can the local residents of the material world truly live in the light, and not all hide in those huge cities.

In order to survive, rely on the protection of the magic circle.

But now, I am the mainstay in the fight against demons, and all the eight demigods of the human race have to respect me. In the human race, even the demigods have a minimum lifespan of more than eight thousand years. But the Warcraft clan, the extraordinary indigenous clan, have weaker bodies and longer lifespans.

Long!

"It's definitely a fight now. In the past, if we wanted to destroy these demigod-level demon generals, we would have to pay a lower price."

That sound wave makes the bodies of those ghosts become a little unreal, and their faces can't help showing expressions of fear. You can feel that as long as the sound is lower, it can crush you alive.

It's just me, the eight demigods of mankind, and the Mountain Fire King who is not yet a transcendent clan, looking in the same direction at the same time.

"If we fight hard now, even if we can completely eliminate the demon clan, it will still cause us irreparable damage!"

The ghosts who were almost shattered by the sound wave had expressions of horror on their faces, and they all hid in the basement of the mage tower on your master's order.

What really lives in the mage tower is the group of undead attendants created by the mage. There are still many opportunities for the group of undead to see a small group of living people.

Human demigods in a disaster world.

Our group of peak demigods could all sense the sudden appearance of several extraordinary beings that were supposed to appear in the mage tower!

"In that case, let's follow the old rules and vote." The white ape, the leader of the Warcraft, has his beard and hair hanging on the ground. He is an extremely old ape.

"That's the calculation. He doesn't think you can fight against the demons now. But in reality, you still rely on artifacts. There must be artifacts. Which demon general can the Rose Emperor deal with?"

Suddenly, a weak sound wave accompanied by a weak vibration swept over.

"The key to dealing with the demon generals is not your extraordinary beings, but the artifacts!"

But even if there is a slight improvement, the power of the demon clan still occupies half of the material world.

The lifespan of Warcraft is far longer than that of humans.

You have mastered more than 10,000 methods of cooking delicious food, and you really have very few opportunities to put them to use.

"Qiangwei, that's what we are discussing. It needs to be too serious." The little demigod mage, who is as old as a skeleton and has studied the true meaning of death, tried to smooth things over.

They look ferocious, but the voices of some of the demigod-level extraordinary natives are very fierce and violent - just like a suppressed volcano.

"At that time, we should try to reduce these demons as much as possible. It is up to you to contain these demons, and then let the weak saint-level people take the opportunity to kill these holy-level demons to prevent the birth of demigod-level existences among us."

"Let them go up first~"

This mage tower named 'Pure White Hall' was built at the southern foot of the Bloody Mountains, staring at the demonic forces like a nail.

"Whether we want to take action against the demon camp or not, the demigods and weaklings will join forces to deal with the seven little demon generals, and send holy-level supernatural beings to attack the holy-level demons. The majority will obey the minority. You all make the decision..."

The owner of the mage tower, the demigod mage ‘King of Death’ Vicky, usually lives in seclusion, but now he has some bad guests coming.

The ghost manservant, after all, is just a manservant. He has lived at the same level of life as a special mortal, and he is very strong!

Regarding the threat of demons, humans and monsters in the disaster world have already united! And the seven demigods present, we can represent the voice of the non-demon camp in the entire material world!

"Let's end the voting." Bai Yuan said.

You have also put in very little thought. After all, in that pure white hall, the only living person outside the hall is the demigod mage Vicky. My remaining disciples only come there often to visit their teacher.

I am also a weakling of Warcraft who rose to power when the Demon God was in the material world. When I rose, Warcraft and humans were still fighting to the death.

And it is just a question for the seven of us to come together to discuss.

The White Ape is an anomaly among the Warcraft clan, and has lived for nearly 20,000 years. My status is extremely low in the material world of disaster.

Fortunately, a tangible force protected the group of ghost servants at the last moment. Then, a sound appeared in the ears of those ghosts.

When the group of ghostly servants avoided the front, the quiet quarrel suddenly became louder and quieter.

"Work hard, you appreciate it!" Concise and concise words came from the mouth of a strong woman dressed like a lumberjack next to her, but she didn't miss a word.

In the small hall, floating ghost servants were holding trays and were about to serve desserts to the guests.

"Unless you, the human race, don't have any gods behind you and send eighty-seven artifacts, we will have to deal with these demon generals. I'm wrong, the probability of a demon god appearing is indeed very high, but as time goes by, these holy demons will continue to devour them.

Is that how the two demon generals of 'Roshan' and 'Blood Swallowing' came to be!"

"Now, unfortunately, these artifacts of the human race are not controlled by demigods. This is your weakest period in the past thousand years."

The continental territory of the Calamity Material Realm is bounded by the Bloody Mountains that span from east to west. The north is the empire of demons, while the south is the territory recaptured by the native residents.

And the leader of the Warcraft clan, ‘White Ape’, who has always been silent but speaks out.

Before he finished speaking, the Warcraft White Ape suddenly raised his head.

Plus the weakest extraordinary native—the Mountain Fire King.

The emperor of the secular country - Emperor Rose, the leader of the mages - King of Death, and the warrior who lives in seclusion and practices asceticism - Swordsman.

Staring at the five demon generals in the demon group, and the three demigods who had awakened the demon blood. These eight powerful demigods from the demon camp did not dare to act rashly.

"You agree, that attention is too presumptuous. You are still weak now, but the demons are getting healthier and healthier. After another seven or eight generations, these real demons will either die of old age or die in battle. New ones will be born.
Chapter completed!