I, the devil dragon, start the game with a loving father and a filial son

Chapter 83 Contact Hell
"Are you Daolon?"

Shen Zhao looked at the 40-year-old middle-aged man with a sinister appearance in Contact Magic and asked in surprise.

The only person who can contact him with contact magic is Daolon.

"I'm going to try to summon Tara. By the way, that old guy got the armor of the gods." Daolong's voice was still dark, but the vicissitudes of life in it disappeared.

"Okay, let's start at your speed." Shen Zhao thought for a while and said, he is going to contact Hell now to see if the task can be triggered.

If my guess is right, then I will get a huge boost, and even directly raise the black energy to the limit, completely breaking the balance.

Let the extraordinary in the world begin to recover, at least the extraordinary recovery on the side of righteous creatures.

And when the four big black energy bosses reappear together, this world should become quite exciting, even the release of the other seven demons and the battle with the Holy Lord will be close at hand!
As for the battle armor of the mere gods, Shen Zhao didn't take it seriously at all. Anyway, it couldn't be a real god, so that's all.

"Okay." Daolong cut off the communication without asking why.

But at this moment, the righteousness suddenly languished a little, which made the excited Shenzhao stunned.

He stretched out a hand, and a Tai Chi was slowly rotating on it. On the white part of Tai Chi, among the top signs, a guy with a sun pattern had disappeared there.

Only the head of the old man was left sitting alone at the top.

"Feathered Serpent God?" Shen Zhao murmured, looking at the sun which had already reached noon, he could probably guess where Feathered Serpent God had gone.

As the sun god, as the crystallization of Mayan civilization, it is normal to have such a choice. The most impressive thing about Shenzhao is that when the stone statue of Feathered Serpent God revived, he wanted to take Xiaoyu to the sun.

Perhaps the sun complements his authority?
This also gave Shenzhao a sense of urgency. After all, the Feathered Serpent God was a character from 500 years ago. From the Mirror God, we can know that the realm above the Archmage still existed more than 3000 years ago.

After all, the Holy Lord hadn't come out at that time, and the world was still in the promotion period of losing the demon gods, so the real strength of the Feathered Serpent God may be very strong.

The most important thing is that after the Feathered Serpent God is out of the control of black energy and righteous energy, the righteous side will be even weaker, and Daolong's side may be hindered.

If he could break the balance directly, even temporarily, that would be enough to complete the task.

Thinking of Shenzhao no longer hesitating, he picked up the two halves of the magic ball from the table and combined them into one. In an instant, a powerful wave of magic power gushed out, causing the surrounding furniture to start to twist.

It seems that the space can hardly withstand this magic power and is about to collapse.

Shen Zhao was startled, could this thing really be made by human wizards?so strong?

Behind him, the Holy Master's eyes lit up. He stared at the situation in front of him and remained silent. After only a few seconds, his scarlet eyes dimmed again, revealing a hint of disdain?

But Shen Zhao didn't notice, he felt that his wizard level was rapidly improving as an ordinary mage, and he felt comfortable for a while.

This thing can actually raise his wizard level to a higher level?Although it is not as exaggerated as ten times, it is shocking enough.

You must know that he is the highest black gas creature, and the maker of this thing is just a human being.

The surrounding black air began to riot again, and the balance on the Taiji diagram continued to increase chips toward the black air, and it seemed that the balance would be greatly broken at any time.

"Oath from the sovereign, please listen to my call."

The noble and ancient devil language appeared from Shen Zhao's mouth, and the dimmed pupils of the Holy Master behind him lit up again, staring closely at the book in Shen Zhao's hand.

That's his encyclopedia of magic, the renegade
The thirteen mages on the second floor sensed the movement, and they all looked up and watched, and then whispered. Among them, Siegel's eyes became extremely dignified.

Just the fluctuation of the magic power made him feel suffocated. Greed appeared in his eyes looking at the magic ball, but an inexplicable fluctuation flashed in his mind, suppressing the greed.

The mages around are similar. The family mark is only good for the monarch. For the guy who has been planted with the mark, it is a shackle!

With the continuous chanting of the devil's language, a group of flames gradually appeared in front of Shen Zhao's eyes, which was the embodiment of the authority of the flames, and these flames slowly formed a circle in midair.

In the circle is infinite scarlet, as if the magic of connecting hell has failed this time.

But as a voice sounded, the picture gradually changed, and some terrifying figures appeared in Shen Zhao's sight.

"Brothers and sisters, God has contacted us?"

The one who spoke was a big black bat, which was Ximu, the demon of the sky.

As soon as his words fell, the entire screen began to shake, and the multiple visions represented their respective monarchs, endless water, huge winds, and dazzling lightning, dancing wildly across the screen.

"Shendu? Impossible? Wasn't he hung on the wall by his elder nephew? Did he get out of trouble?"

"Anyway, let's go and have a look first."

Following the surprised voices, all seven terrifying figures appeared in the picture.

Shenzhao looked at all this, a solemn look flashed in his eyes, and he could feel the oppression brought by those seven figures just through the solid space.

It's really hard to imagine the splendor of the legendary ancient times. You must know that these are all losers!

"Yo? Who is this? An unfamiliar face." Bazaar was the first to speak. Looking at Shen Zhao, she couldn't help but teased, "Isn't this the eldest nephew who inherited the fine traditions of Shendu?"

After all the demons, Dikuiba, the demon of the earth, pulled away Bazaar who was blocking the way in front of him, and leaned closer, sizing up Shen Zhao in the picture with scarlet eyes, and said with a pair of big horns shaking: "Let me see, let me see , tsk tsk tsk is too thin and weak, there must be no strength."

"However, if it is only two months old, it is indeed much stronger than when we first became conscious." A big purple toad, Xiao Feng, also commented.

"How can it be counted? We didn't come out until we were adults. This is obviously a premature baby." Bazaar answered the question again, and from her tone, it could be heard that she looked down on the father and son.

Looking at the chaotic scene, Ju Lan said with some headaches: "Shut up, everyone, and let others talk about the purpose first."

Curse Lan's words are still useful, after all, as the first born demon, and does not compete with other demons for territory, other demons will more or less give some face.

After the demons gradually calmed down, Ju Lan asked gently: "You contact hell because you want to hear some losers' chatter?"

And Shen Zhao was not in a hurry, he was still waiting for the system prompt, but unfortunately there was still no movement, seeing that the attention of the demons finally fell on him.

Shen Zhao looked back at Shengzhu, with a smile on his face: "Hello, uncles."

(End of this chapter)