Dragon-Erosion Demon God's mind hasn't turned around yet, what happened today?
He was sleeping soundly in that sleeping place, and the seal was suddenly broken. He thought he was free, and then he was knocked unconscious by a black dragon.
He woke up in a barren world of yellow sand. His core was chewed by people, and his strength lost a lot. Then a group of human ants surrounded him and beat him. He had just finished cleaning up those annoying things, when another metal giant and a Wood Elf old woman appeared.
He finally dismantled the metal giant and thought he could finally take a break - light began to shine in the sky again.
What kind of master is he again?
Dragon-Erosion Demon God is feeling confused at the moment.
He has lived for so many years, from that ancient era to the human era, and has never encountered such an outrageous day.
All kinds of messy stuff came out one after another, endlessly, as if someone was deliberately teasing Him.
Boom - Violent shaking spread across the earth.
Dragon-Erosion Demon God's knees bent slightly under the pressure. It was not that he wanted to bend, but that his body was instinctively seeking a lower center of gravity to resist the force pressing down from the top of his head.
His scales all stood up at that moment.
He has lived for so many years and has never felt this level of oppression. The saints of that era were far less than one-tenth of this aura.
Dragon-Erosion Demon God's beastly face changed drastically.
But this was definitely not a posture of attack, but a posture of fear. He immediately realized that this was definitely not an existence that he could fight against.
What the hell kind of era is this? What happened in this world while He was sleeping?
What older beings have collectively crawled out of World Abyss?
Gotta run!
He couldn't beat him, and he wasn't even qualified to fight.
Dragon-Erosion Demon God just wanted to move.
A golden lightning struck from the sky.
Golden, thick, like a long, upside-down, glowing tree.
The speed of lightning was so fast that it surpassed time. It was so fast that the devil's nerves had not even had time to issue the "escape" command to his muscles, and the lightning had already hit him.
He only had time for one last thought to flash through his mind - what is that?
Golden light exploded.
Those golden electric currents penetrated the moment they hit his scales, flowing along his blood vessels, meridians, and nerves throughout his body at an incredible speed.
Then they were released simultaneously.
The place where the demon god originally stood is now empty.
Even the ground was evaporated, leaving a huge semicircular pit.
Laiwu, lying on the ground in the distance, stared blankly at the scene in front of him.
Her mouth was slightly open, her long bright golden hair was fluttering in the wind, and her light green eyes reflected the still smoking pit.
The devil... turned into ashes?
There is nothing left, even the traces of its existence have been erased. There is no ability to resist at all, even if her true body comes, she will never be able to do it.
From the age of gods to the present, I have seen countless powerful people - none of those ancient beings wandering around the edge of the world can reach this level.
That kind of power was beyond her cognition.
That... what kind of existence is it?
The smoke cleared.
King Ghidorah stood in the sky, with three heads slightly lowered, looking down at the huge crater still smoking below.
His wings were half folded at his sides, and his tail was waving gently behind him.
There wasn't even a scratch on his scales.
It was too bad, and I didn't enjoy myself at all.
But it doesn't matter. Anyway, this competition was not just for "fun" from the beginning.
King Ghidorah glanced at the crowd aside.
Those people stood on the yellow sand, with their heads raised and their mouths open, like a group of wooden stakes struck by lightning.
The same expression was written all over their faces - What did I just see? What was that?
"Then what - let them out first." King Ghidorah's telepathy came down from high in the sky.
Light God nodded and waved his hands gently in front of him.
The black sphere covering the entire area began to shrink, shrinking from the size covering the entire area to a small, black ball, and then disappeared.
The light poured out from where it disappeared, and the afternoon sunlight shone on people's faces, making them warm and dazzling, making people squint their eyes unconsciously.
So, with everyone looking confused, they suddenly appeared outside Valerilus City.
The yellow sand underfoot turned into grass, and the gray-white sky above turned into blue sky and white clouds. The wind blew from a distance, carrying the smell of earth and green grass.
It's not a hallucination, it's not a dream. They are really back.
"Long live your Majesty Caesar! I, Vagrian, am indeed invincible in the world!" Someone shouted excitedly, and his voice echoed in the crowd, and was soon drowned out by more voices.
Some people were shouting, some were cheering, some were laughing, and some were patting the people next to them on the shoulders and saying, "We are still alive."
Those strangers who had fought side by side were now hugging each other in the sunshine, patting each other on the back, and saying "thank you" to each other.
Light God is floating in the air.
Her long golden hair was fluttering in the wind, and her white-gold robe shone softly in the afternoon sun.
Her hands were gently closed in front of her, and a ball of light like the sun lit up in her palms.
The light spread outward from her palm, covering the entire area.
Those injured in the battle, those whose internal organs were damaged by the demon's aftermath, those lying on the ground groaning - their wounds began to heal in the light.
"The healing light."
The voice of Laiwu came from the crowd.
Her light green eyes looked at the golden figure in the sky, a little surprised. God of Light--Leonsel.
She was actually there too. Next to her was Silver Radiance Dragon God, and the silver-white dragon with a crown floating on its forehead.
And what is that guy with multiple heads?
That giant dragon lying at the city gate with multiple heads of different colors - the aura on his body was so strong that it exploded.
It was so strong that when Laiwu saw him for the first time, the magic power in his body accelerated uncontrollably, as if paying tribute to that ancient existence.
And the giant black dragon next to it, its aura feels like it has surpassed that of the King of Demon Gods.
What is going on in this era?
Laiwu's mind was in a mess. Her prophecy talent told her that big things would happen recently, that many ancient beings would awaken, and that many powerful forces would come.
But she didn't expect it to be so big.
If you had told her earlier, she would have called Elven Royal Court over...
Light God slowly descended from the sky.
She stood in front of the crowd, her pale golden vertical pupils scanning everyone present. Her voice was not loud, but the sound waves blessed by divine power allowed everyone present to hear clearly.
"Hello everyone - I am God of Light, Leonsel." Light God's voice was very calm.
"Now, although that Evil God has been destroyed by His Majesty Caesar, the remaining creations are still wandering around the continent, and have even awakened some ancient existences.
You just saw it.
Now, we hope that everyone can put aside their prejudices, work together to achieve cooperation between different countries and races, and jointly resist foreign enemies."
The crowd was silent for a moment.
Those who were still rubbing the wounds stopped their hands, those who were still talking in low voices closed their mouths, and those who were still looking around withdrew their gazes.
Everyone is listening and digesting.
Medici was the first to react.
His face was still very pale, and there were beads of sweat on his forehead, but his voice was very steady. "Karelia is willing to answer the call." Medici knew it well.
Our strongest combat force, Venerable of Ten Thousand Spells, is preparing to seek cooperation with strong men from other countries in the past few days, and he will definitely agree.
And His Majesty the Emperor - or rather His Highness Kodaor - will also agree.
With Kodaor's character, such a good opportunity will not be missed.
Pegasus walked out of the crowd, his silver-white armor shining in the sun. "Kingdom of Shengjunxi is willing to provide his power."
Reinhardt stood up from the crowd, "Victoria is willing to coordinate the wishes of all countries." He is not a legendary strongman, not a high-level mage, and cannot represent the will of the entire country on his own.
But he knew that Augustus VII would agree, because Victoria needs cooperation more now.
"Vostok Empire is willing to provide his power." The voice of the Holy Duke came from the crowd, and his black cloak rustled in the wind.
"Zalan Khanate agrees." The leader of Azure Flame Wind-Rending Cavalry walked out of the crowd, holding the cyan lance lightly in his hand.
"Liushan City-State Alliance is willing..."
One voice after another sounded from the crowd.
There are big countries that were invited in the first place, and there are also small countries that were not invited and just came to join in the fun.
There are also those independent strong people who do not belong to any country and compete as individuals - "I don't have a country, but I am willing to contribute."
A swordsman raised his hand. "Neither do I, but I can help you deliver the message." A young man wearing light cloth said.
"I, I can live..."
Some people also pointed out that they could not represent a country and hoped to go back and try.
Those contestants from small countries or merchants and adventurers without diplomatic rights - they have no power to make promises on behalf of their country, but they will go back and tell their kings, lords, or people who can make decisions.
They will be told that the world is in danger and they need to cooperate.
Valerirus flew over from the city gate.
His body switched from human form to dragon form, dark red wings spread out in the sun, and the wing membranes fluttered gently in the wind. His voice came from high in the sky.
"According to His Majesty Caesar's opinion, a conference can be held between the countries, called 'Parliament of All Nations'.
All countries or forces that can be represented on the mainland have come to hold a very large meeting that represents the direction of the situation on the mainland."
Medici, the Holy Gong and some people who could represent the country, at the suggestion of Valerirus, began preliminary discussions on the conference.
For example, agree on a time and place - it cannot be in the capital of any country, it cannot be within the sphere of influence of any country, and no party can gain geographical advantage from it.
For example, agree on an agenda - the first item is to identify threats; the second item is to assign responsibilities; the third item is to establish a mechanism.
They discussed it there for a long time, but no one was impatient because they all knew that this matter had to be done.
Laiwu walked out of the crowd and walked towards King Ghidorah. Her pace was not fast but steady, her emerald green robe fluttered in the wind, and her long bright golden hair shone in the sun.
She stopped in front of King Ghidorah, raised her head, and looked at the ridiculously large golden dragon with her light green eyes.
She bowed slightly and performed the ancient Wood Elf Clan etiquette - putting her right hand on her chest, her left hand behind her back, and her head slightly bowed.
"Thank you, respected dragon." Laiwu's voice was very soft.
"You can call me King Ghidorah." King Ghidorah's telepathy.
"Okay, Lord King Ghidorah. I am the ancestor of the Wood Elf clan, and I am willing to represent the Wood Elf clan in the conference." Laiwu straightened up.
"Then go talk to that guy." The middle head of King Ghidorah raised its head in the direction of Valerirus.
"Yes."
King Ghidorah looked at everything in front of him - Valerirus was discussing the location of the conference with the group of people.
Light God is treating the injured, Silver Radiance Dragon God is helping Light God, Dragon Ancestor is still lying at the gate of the city, and Voraksa is still eating grass.
Little Rodan stood beside him.
There were no surprises in the whole process, but he was a little disappointed.
He originally thought that someone would jump out to object, that someone would question the identity of Light God, or suspect that this was a conspiracy by Vagrian.
The result was no, not one.
Everyone accepted it obediently, and then collaborated and discussed the next step.
King Ghidorah took his eyes back from the busy crowd and looked at the distant skyline.
It doesn't matter, deal with this small goal first...