Silver Dragon: From Shell to God

Chapter 319: Sacrifice, the devil's clone.

"Everyone is here, so let's get started now. It's a rare occasion for us to get together, and this time we are in big trouble. We need to think of a good way to solve this problem."

There were 12 legends hiding in the darkness, less than a kilometer apart. In order to show that they had no hostility, they deliberately exposed their aura and remained silent.

They are already familiar with this kind of environment and can "see" places ten thousand meters away with their eyes closed.

Not even a flying insect will be missed.

The one who opened his mouth was a medium-ranked predator in the dark secret realm.

Velociraptor.

The speed of running is extremely fast, and through the feeling of air flow blowing on the skin, it can understand the specific situation around it and even find any prey through its sensitive nose.

They are good at teamwork and are not the lowest, but they are not the highest creatures either.

By chance, they became one of the dark races, numbering over 30,000.

Before, one of the three legendary velociraptors in the tribe was killed at once.

As a result, their status inevitably declined, but compared with the other three races that had been completely defeated.

Already very lucky.

"Do you have any ideas? I don't know where that kind silver dragon came from, and it ruined our perfect plan."

The dwarf's rough voice came from the silent space.

"What can we do? According to our estimation and the confessions of the humans we captured, the silver dragon may have already reached the peak of legend. The legendary ancestral dragon has also been born. We fled underground tens of thousands of years ago, but the passage was destroyed. It was only opened now by chance. I'm afraid the future will be chaotic."

"We can talk about the future later. Let's discuss how to make our people live a better life first. We have already developed the secret realm. If we wait any longer, we will only end up eating up all the resources. No matter what, we can't return to darkness like our ancestors did!"

"What can we do?"

Just this one sentence silenced the heated discussions in the dark space.

Now they only have 20 legends total.

After the arrival of the silver dragon, they suffered heavy losses, and now they can't even fight back against the human city-states.

The only Ghost Flame Dog didn't dare to move at all. A high-level legendary creature was not qualified to fight against the silver dragon, let alone defeat him.

How to solve the huge gap in hard power?

After a long period of silence, many races and legendary warriors felt gloomy in their hearts and didn't know what to do.

"I may have a way, but it will require everyone to make sacrifices."

After a long time, a very cold voice echoed in the darkness. The sound hit the stone wall, and then produced an echo, spreading all around.

"Why don't you just tell me? It's just a little sacrifice. We have come this far. What haven't we given up? For the sake of our people, and for the sake of being able to return to normalcy under the land of sunshine, everything is worth it!"

Under the urging of many powerful people.

This cold voice finally spoke in the silence.

"We need to arrange a blood sacrifice of more than 10 lives to pay tribute to that person. Only if we can obtain a creature that can rival the peak combat power of a legend, or obtain the corresponding means, will we have a glimmer of hope."

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"Click."

It is filled with a weird atmosphere and indescribable dark clouds of death. The death energy slowly rising from the ground covered with skeletons has kept this place in a state of dullness and despair for tens of thousands of years.

This dead land with no living creatures just sank like this, and it remained in deathly silence for tens of thousands of years. Even the evil spirit in Baator Hell and the violent factors quietly existing in the air could not survive here.

The purity of death brings everything to an end.

The Bone Wasteland is a piece of land on the second layer of Baator Hell.

A place without the jurisdiction of the Lord of Hell, where many powerful hell warriors and the subordinates of the second hell lord levied heavy taxes and levied heavy sums, and the surrounding lords plundered, making the powerful undead here miserable.

Dragon Bone Mountains.

This famous area in the Bone Wasteland is said to be a huge mountain formed by the body of a powerful dragon who was seriously injured and dying after a battle with other powerful beings in hell in ancient times.

The continuous mountain range is the backbone of this giant dragon.

Now in some remote corner, a large number of bones exploded, revealing the bare ground. At the same time, a huge crack appeared in the ground. An indescribable, pure black death energy filled with an ominous feeling swarmed out from the ground and entered the gloomy sky.

This pure death energy, which is a great tonic for the undead and the most toxic poison for the living, entered the sky and also spread slightly around it.

On the wasteland, as a large number of bones gathered in the dense aura of death, some newly born skeletons without intelligence were generated. Some skeletons with low intelligence but certain strength around them were all affected and instinctively moved towards this piece of death energy that was much higher than the surrounding environment.

Some strange changes occurred between heaven and earth.

In this wasteland where there are no demigods or even legendary high-level undead, there are a large number of undead who are numerous but not strong and are scattered everywhere.

There are no tigers in the mountains, but monkeys rule the roost.

Many legendary undead who dominated a region suddenly felt palpitations.

This sudden fear made these undead spirits, who had reached legendary status and could communicate with heaven and earth, feel extremely uneasy.

They didn't know what this feeling was like, so they could either get suddenly furious, or arrange for their men to search the entire Bone Wasteland to find the source of their uneasy feeling.

And on a certain level.

High in the sky, the grand wills of many powerful beings are intertwined with each other. They are wary of each other while communicating with each other.

“Planning can only be advanced.”

"It's a little different from what we expected, but it's not a big problem. Everyone is almost ready."

"We have to be careful, or we might get into trouble. Who knows what tricks the lich might have used. This might be a trap."

Including Bacchus, the five demigod-level lords near the Bone Wilderness discussed with each other and finally made up their minds.

They have discovered a clue. The laboratory of the demigod lich was officially born a little earlier than expected.

According to their agreement, he arranged for his subordinates to go in first to explore the way, and finally decide whether to go in himself to avoid falling into the lich's trap.

The subordinates sent by these major demigods along the way not only have to worry about the mechanisms in the laboratory, but also the liches that are basically certain to be alive, and even other lords who may stab them in the back along the way.

The great wills left each other, and Bacchus began to contact Arden and Sophia.

Within a few days, the death energy leaked from the Lich Laboratory was quickly known to other powerful beings in the Bone Wasteland. The living and undead beings who were wandering in the Bone Wasteland, preparing to search for the Lich Laboratory, suddenly became excited.