Extorting the Devil Race, Qin Luo Wanted Fairness!

As a spatial Divine Artifact, the Demon Sky Wheel was enough to stabilize this spatial passage and let the Devil Race army enter.

But who told her that she no longer belonged to the Devil Race's Divine Artifacts?

Now, she belonged to Qin Luo alone. Whatever Qin Luo said, that was all she could do.

Once the space stabilized, pleas for aid came flooding in one after another, making Dark Abyss's expression turn exceptionally ugly.

"So many Human Race True Gods actually entered the Ancient God Battlefield." Dark Abyss gritted his teeth.

He had sent out many of the Devil Race's elites. They were part of the Devil Race's hopes for the next generation.

And there were also the Devil Race prodigies who had entered the Ancient God Battlefield earlier. They were among the most outstanding young geniuses of the Devil Race.

He might not have been too heartbroken over the deaths of this batch, but what about those Devil Race geniuses?

If they all died, the Devil Race's talent pool would suffer a temporary break.

"How much have you recovered now?" Dark Abyss asked in a deep voice.

The Demon Sky Wheel's voice rang out. "I have recovered part of my power and can barely support two Devil Race True Gods entering the Ancient God Battlefield."

"I still need more energy. I am already accelerating my absorption of the energy within the Godheads, but a great deal is being wasted."

"If there were a Heavenly God Realm Godhead, I might recover faster."

Dark Abyss fell silent for a moment at those words.

Then he gritted his teeth and said, "Fine! I'll have them bring a Heavenly God Realm Godhead into the Ancient God Battlefield!"

He did not doubt the Demon Sky Wheel's words, nor did he even entertain the