Dragon Who Controls Time



Under normal circumstances, the Shattered Rock Plains was a desolate and dangerous place.

The current Broken Rock Plains was thousands of times more dangerous than usual. It was not desolate, and could even be said to be lively. The main forces of the Tarantulas, the Regicide Alliance, and the King of Insects had gathered in the Broken Rock Plains, at this unknown Abyss level.

In the western region of the Shattered Rock Plains.

Countless Spider Demons, Steel Demons, Berserker Demons, Blood Demons, Arrow Demons, and other high-level demon units were gathered in a dark mass. Their roars and roars were endless, like a tsunami formed by demons. There was no lack of Demon Lords among them, and the surging demonic aura was almost tangible.

Suddenly, the crowded demons, including the ordinary Demon Overlords, parted like a tide.

A tall and muscular Spider Demon clad in steel armor walked out with a cruel gaze. Its entire body gave off a terrifying pressure, and it carried the dignity of a Demon Prince.

It was one of the Demon Princes, the Tarantula Mystra.

In the hands of the Tarantula Miska's upper half human body, there were ferocious heavy swords and giant shields.

At the same time, one of its thick and sharp spider legs had pierced through the chest of a bloated creature and was dragging it forward.

It was an Ogre that was stepped on by the Tarantula. Its entire body still had a faint divine light.

The second-generation Ogre God, the little follower of the Demon Duke, Baphomet, was now on the verge of death. The Broken Rock Plains was originally the territory of the Ogre God, but it was later defeated and occupied by the Tarantula Army. Now, the King Slayer Alliance and the King of Bugs had invaded again.

The strong and agile spider legs pierced through the head of the Ogre God and lifted him up.

Rip!

The Tarantula swung its heavy sword and slashed out a sharp light. In less than a second, the Ogre God was cut into tens of thousands of pieces.

The giant shield with a spider pattern on its surface slapped heavily again, and the broken corpse of the Ogre God flew out like a fairy scattering flowers, falling into the dense demon army, causing a chaotic struggle.

"Tarantula!"

A dull roar that sounded like a drum and thunder came from the distant horizon.

A large number of demons, with the Purgatory Tauren as the main force, were gathered here. The Beast Prince, Baphomet, looked at the Tarantula that had torn his subordinates apart from afar. His eyes were filled with dense blood vessels, and his breathing involuntarily became heavy. His expression was angry and irritable.

As a demon, Baphomet didn't care much about the lives of his followers.

It would be a lie to say that it cared about the Ogre God, who was a weak Divine Power.

However, the Tarantula's execution of the Ogre God was a blatant provocation to Baphomet. It was a slap to the face of the Archdemon in front of countless demons, which made the Beast Prince, who had a bad temper, furious.

Immediately, amidst the trembling and wailing of the earth, the demon army erupted, and the war began.

Weng weng weng weng!

The Tarantula revealed a bloodthirsty expression. Its heavy sword slapped the giant shield, and its body expanded gradually. Soon, it became as majestic as a demon god.

The King of Insects was like a centipede or a scorpion, its long and slender body that was hundreds of millions of kilometers long slithered over.

The three demon archdukes did not want to be outdone either. They all revealed their vast demon bodies.

There were a total of five leaders who were like gods.

There were also many low-level Fiend Overlords brazenly clashing against each other.

Sky, surface, underground…........ Everywhere was filled with demons, and the sounds of fighting resounded throughout the world. Demons died every second, and more demons crawled out of the abyss cracks. Soon, their corpses piled up like mountains, and their blood flowed into rivers................

In such a fierce and terrifying war where the Demon Overlords were the main force, the ordinary Demons were like dust flying ants surrounding the Demon Overlords. While they fought with each other, they had to be careful of the Demon Overlords on their side or the enemy. If they were not careful, they would be crushed into powder, leaving no bones behind.

It was precisely because the war between the Demon Prince and the Archduke was so fierce that some of the demons, who were ferocious and bloodthirsty, even developed a war-weariness and fled the bottomless abyss, escaping this terrifying war vortex.

The original Prince of Tanari Demons, the Tarantula Miska, who once led the demons to attack Mountain Paradise and made the gods retreat, fought against four demons at the same time, and it seemed that he was not at a disadvantage.

Whoosh!

The strong wind blew against the white curtain, outlining the outline of the Demon Mother, Cang Ye. She swayed and shot out a hazy, dreamy light that could capture souls at the Tarantula.

The Tarantula's gaze was cold and cruel, indifferent to the hazy light that shot at it.

Whoosh!

A bright red energy that was like a flame burned fiercely, surrounding the Tarantula's body, forming a monstrous evil aura flame.

The bright red flames sizzled and burned the Mother of Demons 'attack to ashes.

At that moment, the Dark Ruler's Explosive Demonic Sword, which was still moving like thick ink, silently slashed toward the Tarantula's head as it broke through the scarlet flames.

Clang!

The giant shield was raised, but it did not move at all.

The Tarantula's other arm swept out wildly, and the jagged demonic heavy sword whistled through the air toward the Dark Sovereign's waist.

Monarch Dark Gloom's expression changed slightly as he hurriedly dodged.

At the same time.

Accompanied by heavy panting, the Beast Prince raised his terrifying giant axe and hacked at the Tarantula's arm that was holding the giant shield. The body of the King of Insects coiled up in the air, covering the sky. It shot out tens of millions of poisonous blade limbs that were wide at the top and narrow at the bottom like a funnel, falling towards the Tarantula.