Huh? Are they all real?.

Even though it's late, they really came?!

And it looks like a very, very large number of them have arrived.

In this situation, even if only one person comes up, the veterans will feel that their efforts were worthwhile.

Not to mention so many people!

This is undoubtedly the best news of the day.

The subsequent Romans were still willing to fight and sacrifice.

They are not beyond redemption.

As the superhuman looked in that direction, he met the gaze of a slave holding a crossbow.

After a brief eye contact, he said, somewhat uneasily:

"You, you haven't called us up yet, and we don't know whether we should come up or not, but we think if we don't come up now, it might be too late."

"So, we didn't do anything wrong, right?"

After a moment of stunned silence, the superhuman smiled, drew a short sword from his waist, and without turning his head, plunged it into the head of a demon, saying:

"No, that's good!"

Although the fortified walls were on the verge of collapse, the demons felt that the city had become even more secure.

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The entire battlefront was in a constant tug-of-war; the demons would advance even a little before being frantically counterattacked by the enemy.

It's really a race against time now.

It remains to be seen whether the demons will breach the defenses and disrupt the ritual first, or whether the Old World will complete everything and bring back the Savior.

But deep in the heart of the Old World.

The hooded witch silently watched as the demons surged toward the Temple of Mourning in the distance.

Moments later, even though in the distance was a horde of demons that seemed to stretch as far as the eye could see.

Here, an incredibly large and majestic dragon is still visible.

The vertical pupils that had once glimpsed the Old World were now staring intently at the witch before them.

He is right here, but the entire abyss knows nothing of him.

Because He is a god, He is an ancient dragon!

The evil dragon Drakarian is hailed as the strongest dragon species since the Age of Gods, rather than simply the strongest dragon species, because he is still alive.

The dragon race also includes a genuine ancient dragon that lives as the god of the dragon race.

He was also the last ancient dragon and the last dragon god.

After a moment of staring, Gu Long spoke:

"Merides Abyss. Daughter of the Abyss, what is it that you seek me out for?"

It is not any existing language, but an ancient language unique to Gu Long.

His mere opening of his mouth caused all sorts of miracles to unfold around him.

Like all ancient languages, it possesses power in itself.

And Moredis Abyss, that is the name of the Redeemer Witch, the name she has etched into this world.

Moredis represents depth, vastness, mystery, and a guardian, while Abyss refers to the bottomless abyss!

When united, she means the guardian of the vast abyss.

However, this is not her real name, at least not in her heart; it is the name given to her by the abyss.

She loathed the name, which from its very inception represented sin and chaos.

Looking at the majestic ancient dragon before her, the witch bowed slightly and said:

"I beg you to fight against the abyss!"

Gu Long chuckled and shook his head, saying:

"Although I know you probably have something else to say, I really want to ask you one question: why do you think I would stand up against the Abyss?"

There are no gods in the Abyss; even the three strongest demon lords are only equivalent to Sequence One.

A true God can easily defeat a demon.

But why defeat the demon?

The true threat of the Abyss is that it cannot be erased, and as long as the Abyss exists, demons will continue to emerge.

Even the extraordinary characteristics of the Demon Lords and Demon Lords could not be collected. Many gods had tried, but without exception, they all failed.

Therefore, fighting against the abyss and eliminating demons is a thankless and arduous task for the gods.

Letting the disabled generation remain in the Old World was the best option for them.

Otherwise, they will either continue to unilaterally guard the abyss, or continue to waste time letting everything return to the current state.

"The dragon committed a sin, therefore the dragon was cursed."

When the witch uttered those words, the ancient dragon immediately raised his claw and shattered everything in front of her with a single blow.

"It is the abyss that will not die, not a vile creature like you. Watch your next words, you ugly creature from the abyss."

If that claw had landed on me, I would definitely have died.

The witch knew this was Du Ming's intention, but she felt no fear whatsoever. She simply looked up calmly and said:

"Dragons have always been cursed, and as long as one dragon lives, the curse will follow the entire dragon race. So, do you wish to seek a pardon for the dragon race?"

Gu Long lowered his head and stared intently at the witch, saying:

"I don't have much patience, so I'll just give you the answer."

Ancient languages ​​possess an indescribable magic, easily causing ripples in everything around them.

It could be said that if Gu Long had simply raised his voice, all of this would have been enough to kill a demigod on the spot.

And that was just an emphasis.

"The Abyss, the Abyss is naturally opposed to the mortal world, it is the cornerstone of chaos. To fight the Abyss is to maintain order. As long as you can defeat the Abyss, you will surely receive the pardon of the entire dragon race."

"The abyss cannot be destroyed. You're talking nonsense. Even if I dedicate myself to it forever, I will not receive a pardon."

The witch calmly removed her hood, revealing a sharply defined character on her forehead.

That's the number six, the number of demons and the abyss.

"What if I told you I had a way to let you destroy the Abyss directly?"

Gu Long took a serious look at the witch, whose fingers had now transformed into six alien-shaped fingers.

What should have been an ugly deformity was strangely alluring and beautiful.

Gu Long was quite certain that it wasn't there before, but rather appeared after he took off his hood.

Two hands and a forehead together form the blasphemous number six.

After a moment's thought, Gu Long withdrew his claw from in front of the witch and said:

"You're not actually sure you'll get a pardon, are you?"

The witch lowered her head and said:

"Yes, but I think it's worth it for you to try once."

This answer actually made Gu Long smile with satisfaction:

"Do you know that if you say 'yes,' I will kill you on the spot?"

"I do not know."

Gu Long smiled with increasing satisfaction:

“Very well, I’m willing to give it a try, as long as you show me the possibility that I can completely defeat the abyss.”

The witch said earnestly:

“I will definitely show you this possibility, but I also hope you will not be careless, because the ‘abyss’ at that time will be very terrifying.”

Gu Long laughed, a very exaggerated laugh.

After a long while, He looked at the witch before Him and said:

"Daughter of the Abyss, dragons are the strongest creatures in the world, and I am the god of dragons!"

The witch said no more, but simply lowered her head in humility.

This is also why she found him.

After glancing at the witch, Gu Long looked into the distance again and said:

"Do you know that those mortals will soon be unable to hold on? I also want to tell you that I will not help them."

The witch chuckled and shook her head, saying:

“They don’t need you, nor do they need me to take care of them. I believe they have already found their own way out, and all I have to do is make sure they get to the crossroads safely.”

She knew nothing more; the abyss was already pulling her toward herself.

She, and the abyss, both yearn for the other's continuation.

After gazing at the witch for a moment, Gu Long came to this conclusion and chose to remain silent.

Chapter 267 The Brave and the Cowardly (3k)

The battle in front of the fortress continues.

The fortified wall finally collapsed completely under the demons' frenzied attack.

Although human resistance shows no signs of weakening.

But the seemingly endless demons behind them truly offered no hope.

The lava demon, as tall as a mountain, was staring at the wound on its left arm.

It was left to it by a human superhuman, whose sequence was not high, not even a demigod, just a sequence five.

So at first, it didn't even bother to try to block anything, but the result was that the other side almost ruined its arm.

After a long while, it finally reached out and pulled a short sword from the wound that was practically nonexistent compared to itself.

A cursed weapon of unknown origin?

It appears to be a weapon of the lost, for it is covered in the stench of decaying corpses.

"They're just a group of ordinary people, how have they managed to hold on until now?"

The demon, who had crushed the short sword, looked towards the fortress with some bewilderment.

The regular army had long been wiped out, and what came in was a group of ordinary people with only weapons. They not only didn't know how to fight, they didn't even know how to fight.

All they have is numbers and so-called courage.

Yet this very group of people has dragged things out until now, and it seems they can drag it out even longer.

After taking one look at the fortress that had been teetering on the brink of collapse since yesterday, it finally gave up on the idea of ​​resuming the battle.

The first time, it almost killed the dragon with the crossbow; the second time, it nearly lost its left arm.

It doesn't want to appear a third time.

In any case, their advantages are getting bigger and bigger!

Looking up at the sky, which was almost completely obscured by demons.

The mountain-sized demon wore an expression of utter satisfaction.

Their main force was indeed tied down, in every direction.

However, there are just too many of them.

No matter how tight the defenses are, a considerable number of demons will always slip in and disrupt that damned ritual.

Looking back now, no matter how hard the humans inside tried, they probably only completed less than a third of that blasphemous ritual at most.