Reborn As A Evil Dragon

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Among the abyssal and dark creatures, black-winged beings are quite common in size and variety. The black-winged void angels created by me will not appear too obtrusive among them.

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Time Flies By

Under my painstaking 'creation', a large number of black-winged void angels of varying strengths gathered from all over the lava wasteland toward Black Wing City.

And with the arrival of black-winged void angels one after another, Black Wing City became more and more lively and powerful.

Of course, it is said that they are gathered from all over the lava wasteland, but in fact, it is only a corner of the wasteland.

The power of the void that I spread could not touch the entire lava field, and the abyssal creatures carrying the power of the void could not run too far in the extremely dangerous lava field.

'There are more than one million residents in Black Wing City.' I had a thought and felt something.

I stopped creating the black-winged void angels, and my consciousness returned to the real world.

Continuously using the power of the gray space and void to transform one black-winged void angel after another, my soul would feel tired after a long time.

I summoned Salonia, Ozzy, and other demons.

No, they could no longer be called demons.

Because—

Five 'human beings' of different sizes entered the huge palace where the Black Dragon Lord lived.

I swept my gaze past them.

"Master." The once-legendary six-armed snake demon Ozzy had now transformed into a handsome and tall giant, ten meters in height. The giant wore black armor and had a pair of wide wings with a wingspan of more than twenty meters on his back, covering a large area of space.

The remaining four— the snake demon girl Salonia, the fallen evil giant Nurraf, the fire demon balor Barro, and the sword demon Cisse—stood with Ozzy. The shortest one, Salonia, was four meters tall, and the tallest evil giant, Nurlav, was forty meters tall, like a winged god.

Yes, I transformed all five demon descendants into black-winged void angels.

After all, demons are uncontrollable. Even if various control and enslavement methods are used, it is not as straightforward as turning them into void creatures.

After summoning the five former demons and current black-winged void angels,

I assigned tasks to each of them.

"Ozzy, there are 800,000 Black Winged Angels in Black Wing City now, and more Black Winged Angels will be arriving from all directions. The task I give you is to select the Black Winged Angels who have reached advanced order and above and form a team. A war legion, with Black Wing City as the center, radiating to the surrounding areas, spreading void seeds."

"Follow your orders." Ozzy nodded, his eyes cold.

I nodded with satisfaction.

Not counting the enslaved Bone Demon Ogula and Arthas, Ozzy is now the strongest subordinate under me.

His upper limit has been raised by the Void. His basic strength is comparable to the peak of the first legendary level of the red dragon at the same level + the poisonous aura (obtained from the alienation talent of the Black Dragon Lord) + the power of the void with terrifying characteristics. His comprehensive strength is even at the legendary level one. He is not considered weak among second-level powerhouses.

In order to retain Ozzy's characteristics and habits as a six-armed snake demon, I also deliberately retained three pairs of his arms, so he can still use all six in battle— a way that suits him.

I then looked at the remaining four black-winged angels.

Salonia, Cisse, Nurraf, and Barro had all reached the peak of the 19th order.

However, compared to Nurraf, and Barro, who had reached the peak of level 19 long ago and whose actual combat power was comparable to that of legendary first-level powerhouses, Salonia and Cisse were somewhat inferior in strength, hovering between pseudo-legend and the first level of legend.

"It's still too weak. It may be difficult to control an abyss city." I frowned.

It seems that I need to put more effort into cultivating top experts.

I didn't want to cause any trouble, so I had to handle it myself.

'It will take a year at the earliest for the Bone Demon Ogula to be deeply infiltrated by the power of the void. In addition, there is also the orc swordmaster of Tal, the legendary bronze dragon, and the king of centaurs,' I thought in my mind.

The four mentioned above, plus Ozzy, make a total of five individuals— all legendary powerhouses under me. The legendary bronze dragon was implanted with void seeds by me during that battle, and it won't be long before he is deeply infiltrated by the void power. Naturally, I would not let go of such good 'material.'

There is also a group of beings with ordinary legendary combat power and pseudo-legendary combat power, such as Rock Dragon Puck, Demon Dragon Diaharut, Troll Mundo, and others.

In terms of the number of legends, Black Nest is one of the first-class forces on the main continent of Tal, and few forces can surpass them in that regard.

When it comes to peak strength, the legendary third-level me and the legendary third-level peak Bone Demon Ogula are enough to rank among the strongest— not counting the Crimson Mother and the dark frost giant lord. We stand at the top level of the main continent of Tal.

Currently, the level of the fourth legend has not yet appeared on the main continent. In the deep sea, several Sea Emperors have reached the fourth level of legend.

While thinking all this through in my mind, I did not stop giving instructions to the four black-winged angels.

"Salonia, you will be the head maid in Black Wing City from now on. You will only be responsible to me. You can first select a group of females from the Black Winged Angels." —I can't stop enjoying myself just because I changed my home.

"Nurraf, you are responsible for the security and order of Black Wing City's gates. Choose the bigger ones from the Black Winged Angels and try to stay above ten meters in height." —Big ones look more majestic; they'll suit the city gate.

"Cisse, you are responsible for security inside the city. Select the smarter and calmer ones from the Black Winged Angels." —Although Black Wing City can defend itself, security is still necessary. After all, what you can't see doesn't have a strong deterrent effect. Visibility and constant patrolling are key.

With the issuing of these orders, the tempo of Black Wing City also began to slow down.

Wait for some time for Black Wing City to develop, and then we'll consider business and other aspects.

There is a saying circulating in the vast abyss that the Abyss Lord is one of the most profitable existences.

The bigger and more prosperous an abyssal city is, the daily entry fee alone is astronomical— not to mention the various expenditures inside the city. As the ruler, the Abyss Lord can collect all kinds of taxes, as long as they aren't excessive.

The money comes flooding in.

Wealth is important.

This is true even for most gods.

Because wealth is equivalent to resources, and the importance of resources is self-evident. For example, as a god, if you are too poor and can't afford anything, look at how many strong beings besides believers are willing to serve you for free.

The Ten Thousand Realms Chamber of Commerce, which has influence across the star worlds, has made the bold claim that as long as the money is right, even a godhead can be sold to buyers.

The four appointed Black Wing Angel commanders began working on their respective tasks, and I also left Abyss Black Wing City afterward.

I returned to the ghost plane.

In order to first build Black Wing City and prevent other unstable factors, I hadn't even had time to deal with the ghost plane. I simply ordered the enslaved Bone Demon Ogula to gather the demon army that had arrived and gave him an order to plant void seeds in all of them.

I spread out my terrifying dragon wings with a wingspan of more than 170 meters and descended over the Silver Moon Desert.

After receiving the news, Ogula greeted me here in advance.

"Master," Ogula said respectfully, with a humble and flattering expression.

I didn't look at him and asked directly about the situation.

"Have they all been collected?"

"More than 90% have been collected. The rest are scattered in all directions across this plane because they were too widely dispersed. It's not easy to locate them," Ogula replied.

"How many demons have been gathered?" asked the Black Dragon Lord.

"About 70 million," Ogula quickly replied.

Even though I had anticipated the number of demons, I still couldn't help but sigh inwardly.

This is just the appeal of a legendary fourth-level Abyss Lord.

It also reflects, in a way, how many demons are currently ravaging the Tal Plane.

After all, the Dark Frost Giant is a high-level legendary Abyss Lord—a terrifying existence that could easily kill the Lord of Black Smoke City with a single finger.

However, there is no need to worry too much about Tal, at least in the short term.

Since I became the Lord of the Abyss, I have acquired a lot of information from the Heart of the Abyss.

Among that information was an introduction to the Gate of the Abyss.

One piece of information is very important: although the Gates of the Abyss created by different levels of Abyssal Hearts can transfer an unlimited number of demons, the upper limit of daily transmission capacity differs.

Take the Lord of Black Smoke City, for example—he uses an Abyss Gate built from a low-level Abyss Heart.

Even though demon cannon fodder is being transported into the ghost plane continuously, after years of warfare, only a few hundred million demons have been transported in total.

After subtracting the dead, no more than 80 million demons remain in the ghost plane.

Therefore, if the level of the Abyss Gate opened in Tal is not high, and considering the Tal Plane is dozens of times larger than the ghost plane, there's no need to worry about the demon army occupying the entire Tal—for now.

It's important to understand that in the ghost plane, the total population of the five major ghost tribes reaches tens of billions. Yet they do not occupy the entire plane—only most of the regions suitable for their survival.

While the total intelligent population on the Tal plane is astronomical, it is important to consider other factors.

After briefly learning the demon army's information from Ogula, I headed toward the Green Ghost Clan.

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The movement of the five major ghost clans gathering together wasn't hidden. Or rather, they understood there was no point in trying to hide it.

A verdant forest stretched before me, filled with towering ancient trees hundreds or even thousands of meters tall.

A large number of Green Ghosts moved throughout, using their plant-controlling abilities to construct wooden houses one after another.

At a glance, one could see White Ghosts, Red Ghosts, Frost Ghosts, and Purple Ghosts. The territory was filled with the figures of the five major ghost clans, most of whom were at least intermediate in strength.

The five Ghost Kings stood within a palace built on the crown of the Green Ghost Clan's sacred tree, overlooking their domain, each wearing a different expression.

The atmosphere was tense.

Ever since the Black Smoke City demon was defeated by the Black Dragon, the five Ghost Kings had remained gathered at the sacred tree, unwilling to separate.

The tribes below were doing their best to assemble the elites of the five major races, bringing them to the sanctuary of the sacred tree.

"Why hasn't the Black Dragon arrived yet?" the Red Ghost King asked, somewhat agitated.

The disappearance of the Black Dragon made the five of them remain on edge, fearing a sudden surprise attack that could breach the sacred tree's defenses.

"Wouldn't it be better if he never came? That way, the demons would be driven off, and our ghost clan would continue ruling this world," said the White Ghost King, who stood 100 meters tall, with a tone of uncertainty.

"It's not that simple," the Purple Ghost King shook his head slightly. "Ever since the coordinates of our world were discovered by the Demon Lord of Black Smoke City, the fate of our world was sealed."

"Perish or surrender."

Upon hearing those words, the White Ghost King became slightly displeased. "You're too pessimistic. Our ghost race has tremendous reproductive capabilities—tens of billions strong—and now that we've received brand-new training professions system through the demon system, our five major ghost clans will only become more powerful."

"Tens of billions of ghosts?" the Purple Ghost King shook his head and smiled bitterly. "Do you know how many creatures are under the control of the Demon Lord of Black Smoke City?"

"I do. We discussed it before. Black Smoke City is considered a medium-sized city by abyssal classification. It can accommodate about one billion creatures," the White Ghost King replied.

This number had been obtained from the brains of invading demons by the Purple Ghost King using his sahitya Psychic abilities.

"That's right. But you must understand that the billion refers only to those residing in the city. For an Abyss Lord, the Abyss City is merely the core territory. The vast, boundless abyssal lands influenced by the Abyss City's power are the true domain—the demon's cradle."

"Based on the strength of the descending abyssal creatures and their memories, this is undeniable. More than 90% of the abyssal creatures that have descended over the years are demons from the wilderness outside Black Smoke City—mere cannon fodder," the Purple Ghost King said grimly.

The fact that the other side had only sent cannon fodder yet still placed immense pressure on the five ghost clans made him uneasy.

He couldn't help but suspect that the Lord of Black Smoke City viewed their world as nothing more than a 'game' and had yet to exert any real effort.

The White Ghost King also furrowed his brow.

His mind was a little slow, but he was far from foolish.

"Then—" Just as the White Ghost King was about to speak again, a towering portal of light appeared on the horizon.

A massive black dragon emerged from it, its red eyes exuding coldness and indifference.

Now, the White Ghost King was no longer in the mood to talk. All four Ghost Kings turned toward the Green Ghost King.

Green Ghost King Medici didn't hesitate and immediately activated the sacred tree's defensive barrier.

Since the demon's defeat that day, the sacred tree's defensive barrier had remained in a semi-active state. In this state, no living creature could enter the area protected by the sacred tree without permission.

But now, upon seeing the Black Dragon appear, the semi-activated barrier surged into full power.

Green light flashed, and the colossal holy tree—over 10,000 meters tall—fired a thick green beam into the sky. In just an instant, a light-green protective barrier encompassed a radius of a thousand miles.

"Let's go and communicate with that Black Dragon."

The Purple Ghost King took the lead, and the five Ghost Kings darted toward the place where the Black Dragon had landed.

They hoped to negotiate and find a better outcome.

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As soon as I arrived in the Green Ghost Clan's territory, I sensed the towering tree in the distance unleashing a surge of powerful and terrifying energy, forming a massive light-green barrier.

"Are you trying to play it safe?" I grinned.

I didn't pay attention to the restless ghosts below. Instead, I focused on the majestic tree in the distance.

"A giant tree related to the Elves' Ancient Tree of Life... interesting. Let's see how strong it is."

The last time I saw this tree, I had some doubts. Later, after doing some research, I confirmed that it was indeed related to the Ancient Tree of Life—most likely grown from one of its branches.

"If I devour this tree, I might obtain something special," I thought.

The next moment, my dragon maw opened, and a thick gray breath blasted toward the light-green barrier below.

Not far off, the five Ghost Kings had just arrived and witnessed the scene. Even though they were confident in the sacred tree's defense, they couldn't help but feel nervous, remembering the terrifying power the Black Dragon had unleashed before.

"The four of us are ready to use the sacred objects at all times." The Purple Ghost King had an ominous premonition in his heart and quickly reminded the Red Ghost King and the others.

The Green Ghost Clan owns the Holy Tree Town Clan, and the four major ghost clans naturally have their own trump cards.

The thick gray breath came into contact with the light green defensive barrier under the gaze of a large number of ghost clans and the five ghost kings.

Under the eyes of the five ghost kings, whose pupils shrank slightly in horror, the light green barrier only resisted the gray breath for a moment before dissolving into a large hole.

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