Chapter 327 The Demon Tribe's Final Strategy

"Hmph, weakling."

She glanced at the many demon lords below.

The succubus slowly turned around and bowed to a demon on the simple stone throne.

"Your Highness Ian, are you satisfied with the city-state that Ophelia built for you?"

Hearing this, the other demon lords followed Ophelia's gaze.

The person treated so respectfully by Ophelia was just a thin guy.

Smooth skin, it was obvious that he had never done any heavy work, and he might not have even fought a few times.

A pair of crystal clear big eyes revealed the stupidity of a human college student.

And the black and beautiful short hair, besides being for viewing, I don't know what else it is used for.

Weak, pitiful, just like the elves who are like vases.

Such a guy can't grow up to the aesthetics of the demons at all.

Many demon lords laughed secretly below.

What a shitty Majesty Ian, no female demon would like him at all.

However, what he got in return was a fierce kick from Ophelia.

She took out a steam cannon that was totally unsuitable for Ophelia and smashed it hard on the ground.

Suddenly, inky black steam gushed out from the hole of the cannon.

"If anyone dares to criticize your majesty from the bottom of his heart, go and explain the cause of his death to God."

The demon lords below looked at each other and dared not move rashly.

Ophelia snorted coldly.

What a strong character, but it's just cheap.

"Ophelia, okay, okay."

Ian's soft voice came from behind, but was glared back by Ophelia without hesitation.

Seeing this, Ian could only smile helplessly.

The demons respect the strong, and it is obvious that he is not strong.

He can be honored as your majesty only because he has a good father, a demon king who has participated in the ninth-level battlefield many times and is about to enter the infinite.

If not for this, he would not have received such a powerful and "loyal" maid like Ophelia.

The giant cannon, which was obviously a strange object, was left in place.

Ophelia walked up to Ian and swept her eyes across Ian's neck like a blade.

Then she began to report.

"According to our intelligence, we were lucky enough to get involved in other people's personal grudges in this war game."

"There are difficult characters entering both the human race and the elves."

"The forces entering on the human side are saints, and there are no less than five sons of saints joining this war game."

"On the other side, the elves are from the Kabbalah Tree of Life. At least three source holders are in this war game, and they are also the targets of the saints."

Although it is difficult to deal with, Ophelia's face does not show any fear.

As she said, this accident is a blessing for the demons.

At the level of the fifth level, the improvement of the Lord Path has become very difficult.

Take the God Killer Path as an example. If you want to improve from the fifth level to the sixth level, you have to kill a billion lives.

This is also an advantage of the high-strength miracle path.

Most of the other lord paths are very easy to upgrade in the early stage, and the upgrade speed can easily surpass the miracle path.

But after the demand increases exponentially in the later stage, the upgrade speed will be surpassed by the miracle path in turn.

At this time, if they want to upgrade again, some people can only go to a higher-level battlefield to try their luck through a request for help.

Only a few people can continue to upgrade in the battlefield of the corresponding level.

The demons who know this well naturally think that bullying weak individual lords is meaningless.

Only by fighting with the major forces of various tribes can they speed up their strength.

"Then next, I have to rely on your majesty to take care of me." Ophelia lowered her head and said so.

The other demon lords looked at Ian in surprise.

They really couldn't understand how such a cowardly demon could become the reliance of a strong man like Ophelia.

Even, Ophelia was willing to be a servant and serve him.

Seeing Ophelia's two huge balls of meat almost sticking to him, Ian couldn't help but laugh.

"You, you."

Shaking his head, Ian did not mean to deny himself.

In fact, the Demon Emperor has many descendants.

If you count the descendants of his sons, grandsons, and sons, the Demon Emperor has hundreds of millions of descendants, which is an understatement.

He is very weak and ordinary, and there is nothing worthy of the Demon Emperor's attention.

From the fact that there are almost no strange things on Ian, it can be seen that he has a status among many brothers and sisters.

But unlike others, Ian awakened a very good, or useless talent.

[Personal Talent: Family Tree]

[Introduction: You have merged with the family tree, and even professional horse hunters cannot cut off your connection with the family tree. ]

[Effect: You can choose an elder and establish a stable breath connection with him, which cannot be removed by any effect. ]

Originally, this talent is useless.

After all, it's just a breath. The Demon Emperor has hundreds of millions of descendants, so why should he care about him, a little transparent.

But at this time, Ian's mind turned very flexibly.

He chose a lord path that few people take: array master.

The formation master path, every time you upgrade a level, you can permanently strengthen the formation you have learned, but there is only one quota each time.

For this reason, Ian chose the only formation he mastered without hesitation: the Heavenly Demon Formation.

The original intention of the Heavenly Demon Formation was to summon the demons, but the summoning depended on the mood of the other party, and the strength of the summoned demons could not be guaranteed.

With his personal talent genealogy, Ian could ensure that every time he summoned, he would be the incarnation of his father, the Demon King.

At the same time, every time the Heavenly Demon Formation was strengthened, the Demon King could descend a more powerful clone.

At this point, after being strengthened five times, the Heavenly Demon Formation has reached the level of the final strategy of the race.

For this reason, Ian also gave his Heavenly Demon Formation a better name.

[Dad is coming!!!]

[The demons have entered the final strategy preparation stage]

[Final strategy: Dad is coming!!!]

Puff——

Listening to the serious words "Dad is coming" in War Game, Gao Qiang choked on a mouthful of happy water.

For a moment, he didn't know whether to complain about the demons actually preparing for the final strategy on the first day of entering the War Game.

Or should he complain about the embarrassing name of the final strategy.

But no matter what, the demons are under his nose, and they shouldn't be able to make a big move.

Gao Qiang glanced at the demons' final strategy again.

Calling dad to fight his ancestor?

It must be a war full of daddy.

But compared with the elves and demons, what Gao Qiang really cares about is that there is a race that he can't find no matter what.

Time!

Even if he searched every corner of the planet through satellite maps.

Even directly asked 401 to help him find it, Gao Qiang couldn't find the figure of time.

This is the real guy who is out of his control.