Red Iron Dragon is falling downwards.
The cave wall gradually changes from silver gray to iron gray, then to dark red, and finally to blazing white.
The temperature and pressure are rising at a terrifying speed, squeezing from all directions, like the weight of the entire star is pressing down on you.
Garos can clearly feel that destruction and repair are occurring simultaneously in the body.
Broken, healed; torn, reborn; worn, tempered.
Pain is everywhere, spreading in every inch of the body inside and outside. Even with Garos's will, facing this kind of pain that is evenly distributed in every inch of the body, both inside and outside, he can't help but wrinkle the scales on his forehead.
But that's all.
Pain?
It hurts.
Garos's will remained awake despite the pain, and his spirit was even quite high, because in him, every break meant that it would become stronger after healing.
Soon after, he reached the bottom, the ultimate depth he had dug in previous dives.
The terrifying overweight is like an invisible giant palm, gripping Red Iron Dragon's body and trying to compress and crush him, as if it is crushing him from a giant dragon into a piece of iron.
In such an extreme environment, the dragon began to stretch its body inch by inch.
The wings are slowly opened, and the wing membranes tremble under the high pressure; the limbs are stretched forward and backward, and the spine is stretched section by section from head to tail; the chest is expanded, and the heart beats heavily and slowly, pumping hot blood to the whole body.
Every stretch seems to exhaust all the strength of the body.
His movements were sluggish, as if he was recovering from a serious injury.
But only Garos himself knows how much effort each movement requires.
"When the sleeping period arrives, maybe I can sleep directly here."
Garos thought silently in his heart.
Currently, when staying at this depth, he needs to concentrate on fighting against the overweight and cannot sleep unconsciously, otherwise his body will be crushed after losing consciousness.
But he adapted quickly.
Garos believes that in a few years, when he is about to fall asleep, he will probably be able to adapt to the environment here, treat this place as a place of sleep, and allow himself to undergo some kind of qualitative evolution through the extreme environment here.
At the same time.
Bottomless Abyss, Sulfur Land.
The color of the sky is like rust soaked in blood, pressing low on the earth, dull and oppressive, and the smell of sulfur fills every inch of the air, forming the most basic atmosphere of this level.
Hellfire Lord Asalia, is sitting on his throne.
He tilted his head slightly, supporting half of his face with his right hand, and supporting his chin with his thick-knuckled palm. The giant bat-like wings behind his back were folded on both sides of the throne, and his ember-like pupils were half-closed.
It's like falling asleep or thinking about something.
The silence lasted for a long time.
Finally, Asalia opened his eyes.
Flames rolled in his pupils, showing a color between lava and plasma. Every time he blinked, it was like flames swaying under his eyelids, dangerous and coquettish.
"Baquilon."
He asked in a low voice, "How long will it take for that crack in the deep water to recover?"
Dragon Demon stands under the throne, like a sculpture, blending in with the surrounding sulfur atmosphere.
His head retains the outline of Dragonkin, but the lower jaw is more pointed, the eye sockets are deeper, and half of the two rows of fangs are exposed even when the mouth is closed, forming a perpetually grinning expression.
This minion of Chromatic Dragon Queen, the messenger of Evil Dragon Lord, was sent to Sulfur Land to act as a kind of bridge.
Or more accurately, a watcher.
After hearing Hellfire Lord's words, Demon seemed to come to life. He turned around and faced Hellfire Lord, with a glint in his eyes.
"Please, Lord, be more patient."
Baquilon bowed slightly and said in a steady voice, "Deepwater Rift's recovery is progressing very smoothly. At the latest, it will not exceed six years. By then, you can descend directly to Material Plane from the bottom of the sea without having to tear up those fragile passages."
He paused and then said, "Of course, this is just a conservative estimate. If things go well, maybe four years will be enough."
Hellfire Lord adjusted his sitting posture slightly, the giant wings on his back slowly opened and closed, and his eyes were locked on Dragon Demon without blinking.
"The arrogant humans Immortal One, as well as their pretentious legions, those fools who thought they could burn the flames of war into Abyss - have been buried in this Abyss."
"Their bones were already under the scorched earth Rot, and now they are nothing but dust."
"Maybe I don't need to wait these six more years at all."
Hellfire Lord said, "I can assemble the army now and rush directly to Material Plane."
"Those tiny Material Plane beings can only watch helplessly. My minions are enough to open a bigger gap for me and allow me to descend. Then, my flames will sweep across the world."
Baquilon listened patiently and then nodded slightly.
"Your Lordship is right."
"Those worms who are vulnerable to you have long lost all their trump cards to compete with you. They are just trembling on the ground, waiting for the wheat to fall from the sickle, and they cannot even organize a decent resistance."
"You can attack now."
"Your Demon army has sharpened its minions and is ready to go. As long as you give the order, the end of Material Plane will come today."
After he finished speaking, he changed the subject.
"But please allow me to take the liberty of reminding you of something."
"In addition to the empire that has been buried by Abyss, in the Material Plane you want to invade, there is also a Dragon Empire named Sacred Aura."
Baquilon raised his head slightly.
"Please also don't forget that there is an agreement between you and the great Evil Dragon Lord. It is something that is nailed to death with blood and oaths and cannot be torn up at will."
"No matter Lord, you choose to launch the invasion alone now, or you choose to wait for Deepwater Rift to take shape and launch the attack----"
He paused and then said, "Now that the agreement has been reached, you must fulfill it. This promise is not a child's play."
Dragon Demon's attitude is very respectful, but his words are quite tough and unambiguous.
Above the throne, silence suddenly fell.
Hellfire Lord's eyes changed.
The flames in his eyes converged and condensed into two blazing lines of fire, which were nailed straight to Baquilon.
"Baquilon."
"Are you threatening me?
As he spoke, Hellfire Lord leaned forward slightly from the throne, and the giant wings behind him were fully unfolded, casting a huge shadow on the ground, blocking half of the light in the hall.
The smell of sulfur in the air suddenly became stronger.
The scorched earth cracked silently under his feet, and fine cracks spread in all directions like snakes, extending to the root of the wall.
"Is it wise to speak arrogantly in a lord's realm in your fragile mind?"
Hellfire Lord said.
Baquilon did not go back.
However, he did not disobey Hellfire Lord's majesty. He bowed slightly and said, "Lord, you have misunderstood. How can this be considered a threat?"
"It's just a small reminder, coming from the mouth of a humble messenger, completely out of maintenance and respect for the covenant.
"Evil Dragon Lord, whom I am loyal to, attaches great importance to this agreement, and as her minion, I naturally have the obligation to ensure that the agreement is remembered by both parties."
"This is my duty.""
Hellfire Lord narrowed his eyes slightly, and the flames in his pupils jumped.
He said, "Our Demon's nature is chaos. The Demon who abides by the agreement never exists in Abyss."
Baquilon still maintains a bowed posture.
He grinned with a ferocious smile and said, "Of course you know Demon's nature better than anyone else."
"Chaos, deceit, and capriciousness are not too much words to apply to any Demon Lord, and I have never thought of using anything to restrain you."
"But I believe, noble Lord Asalia, you are different from other Demon who only follow their natural instincts.
"You have a higher vision and further plans."
"For example, you know what to do and what not to do, what things are worth observing and what things can be broken."
Hellfire Lord stared at Baquilon.
His eyes were unblinking, and his gaze was filled with scorching heat, like two red-hot swords pressed against Dragon Demon's throat. Dragon Demon did not dodge his gaze, but stood firmly in place, letting the scorching heat pass by.
Immediately, Asalia leaned back on the throne.
The giant wings slowly folded in, the shadow receded from the ground, and the pressure in the air also decreased.
"In the previous war, you helped me."
"Although I don't need you at all, you disturbed my interest and were nosy, but you did not stand aside at the critical moment. In return, no matter whether I finally choose to use Deepwater Rift or not, I will fulfill my agreement with the Dragon Queen."
"Consider it a small reward for your wise actions."
After saying that, he looked away from Baquilon and looked back at the empty hall.
Asalia's expression was lost in thought, and the flame pattern on his forehead became brighter and darker as his thoughts fluctuated.
Attack immediately?
Or wait for Deepwater Rift to be formed?
The former does not need to wait, he can immediately send his legions to invade Material Plane.
But the problem is that those cracks are not enough for him to come directly. The minions need to bite into larger cracks, and the process of biting will be discovered and intervened by the legion of Material Plane.
If the resistance encountered is stubborn, his arrival will be delayed indefinitely and dragged into a war of attrition.
Considering the poor performance of my minions in Material Plane...
This possibility is not low.
The latter is much safer.
The cracks in the deep water are huge, like scars in the world. They have existed for a long time, and are not comparable to newly torn cracks. As long as you wait for a while, he can sweep Material Plane with thunderous momentum.
The disadvantage is that it leaves the enemy six years.
However, it has only been six years.
For Demon Lord, for Immortal One, for an existence that is almost Eternal Realm, six years is just a blink of an eye, so short that it is almost negligible.
A hibernation in Abyss can last for hundreds of years, and a plan can span a thousand years. These are common things.
Six years is enough time for what?
Asalia doesn't trust his minions very much.
He prefers the latter.
Many Demon like to take risks, gamble, and go all out for a certain goal.
But Asalia is different. He feels that being safe is not a bad thing.
Dragon Demon observed the changes in Hellfire Lord's expression and saw the balance weighing in the lord's mind.
"Lord, if you would like to hear my advice."
"I think you should attack immediately and don't give that Red Iron Dragon any time to breathe."
he said.
Hellfire Lord's pupils turned slightly and looked at Dragon Demon again.
Baquilon continued, "That Red Iron Dragon, Red Emperor Pale Star, his growth rate is very scary."
"It only took him a few hundred years to get from a corner of Pian'an to the Overlord continent."
"This kind of speed is unbelievable even for short-lived species like humans. It is extremely rare in the history of Dragon Race, with almost no precedent to follow."
"Maybe you think it's okay to wait a few more years. A few years is indeed insignificant in your long life."
He took a deep breath, and then said word for word, "But if we wait a few more years, he may have some unexpected qualitative changes."
"I don't know what that could be."
"But in any case, it's best not to give him any time."
Hellfire Lord let out a low sneer, with contempt and disapproval.
"Baquilon, don't make me laugh. Legendary Realm is still quite far away from Destiny Rank Limit. No matter how fast it grows, what can it do?"
"Can he reach the sky in one step and jump directly into the Immortal Realm?"
Hellfire Lord shook his head and said, "I admit that this Red Emperor Pale Star should not be underestimated. In Material Plane, he stands at the top position as Destiny Rank. He is comparable to the Immortal Realm. He is indeed not an ordinary Legendary Realm. He has some talent."
"But that's all."
"Between the Legendary Realm and Immortal Realm, there is the gap of Divine Power, the barrier of life level, which cannot be filled in just a few years. It took me thousands of years to achieve Immortal Realm. I am very aware of the gap between the two."
Hellfire Lord is not ignorant of Red Iron Dragon.
He knows that Red Iron Dragon defeated Bronze Dragon of Immortal-tier.
But he also knew that Bronze Dragon had just become Immortal Realm, and Divine Power was quite immature and could hardly exert its true power. However, he was quite proficient in using his own Divine Power, which was not at the same level at all.
Previously fought in Abyss.
Asalia's Divine Power did not perform well.
The reason is also very simple.
His Divine Power is quite special.
In the land that Asalia has conquered, his Divine Power manifests itself as a suppression of other Immortal One Divine Power, making foreign Divine Power ineffective in his domain.
This kind of suppression makes it difficult for Holden's two Immortal One to give full play to their Divine Power.
They were forced to compare numerical attributes with the powerful Balor Demon, so that if they were not careful, they would be severely damaged.
On the other hand, when Asalia reaches Material Plane, in the land he is about to conquer, his Divine Power will maximize its effect, and that will be his most complete state.
"Then, what do you mean, lord?"
Although he already roughly knew Hellfire Lord's intention, Dragon Demon still asked in a low voice.
Asalia leaned back slightly, his huge body sank into the seat, and his eyes narrowed slightly.
"Wait."
"After Deepwater Rift is formed, I can descend on Material Plane in the shortest possible time and crush it with absolute advantage, making victory a foregone conclusion from the beginning and the enemy's defeat becoming inevitable without any surprises."
Asalia narrowed his eyes slightly.
Finally, he said calmly, "Time is not on their side."
This is not arrogance.
If some reckless Demon Lord wins in Abyss, they may go directly to invade Material Plane without caring about anything.
However, being good at thinking is one of the great strengths of Asalia.
His decision was made based on his own experience, world view, cognition, etc., and the conclusion he reached was very clear.
If it takes sixty years, then he will definitely not wait.
He knows that Red Iron Dragon's growth rate is not normal and cannot be underestimated or despised.
But----
Six years?
Hellfire Lord sneered silently, then closed his eyes again and waited for time to pass.