Anime Crossover: Starting with an Infinite Dragon God as a Mount

"Ah, on the surface..."

In reality, it's only on the surface.

Sazex sighed, glancing in Ajca's direction, then suddenly paused, slightly lost in thought.

"Ajeka, what are you drawing right now?"

As the person he was referring to, Ajaka Beelzebub stared blankly at the draft paper in front of him, his gaze slightly stiff.

His face was pale.

Chapter 164 The Alchemy Array: The God of the Bible is About to Return?

"Ajeka!"

The demon king Ajax Beelzebub was pale, his gaze fixed blankly on the paper in his hand, completely oblivious to his companion's voice. Seeing this, Sazex frowned and raised his voice.

The strongest being in the underworld right now is Sazex, but the most mysterious demon king is Ajeka, the sage of the underworld.

Sazex has never lacked confidence in his own strength, but with Ajeka's many tricks up his sleeve, he might not be able to do anything to him.

Moreover, in terms of contributions, he had to admit that Ajaka, who invented the Demon Chess Piece and ensured the increase of the living forces in the Underworld and the continuation of the Demon race, was actually above him.

In his memory, Sazex had never seen Ajka look like this before.

When we first met, Ajaka always seemed to be in complete control.

When the reformists and conservatives in the underworld were locked in a fierce battle, Ajaka would feel worried, but he never showed any signs of panic.

Even after the war began, Ajeka only frowned, racking his brains for a solution.

Instead of looking pale and bewildered like this.

"Ajeka! What on earth happened?"

Hearing the urgent yet concerned voice, Demon King Ajeka finally came to his senses, a bitter smile appearing on his pale face.

Meeting the concerned gazes of Sazex and Asmodeus, he gently shook his head.

The helplessness and horror on his face were still hard to hide.

"I seem to..."

This wise man, who was always calm and collected, moved his lips with some difficulty.

"Something incredible has been discovered."

"The current situation among the three races is very likely due to interference from some external force. We, Michael, and Azazel probably all think so."

"However, we have no other choice."

"And now, it seems we can see something."

As he spoke, Ajax smiled wryly, held up the paper in his hand, and waved it at Sazex and Asmodeus.

"Look at this, doesn't it look somewhat familiar?"

The coordinates marked on the white paper were several points that appeared somewhat messy and disordered.

"This is where a major conflict occurred between the three races."

Asmodeus said, frowning.

A major conflict refers to the death of a powerful being at least at the highest level of a demon.

As a result, countless people lost their lives.

As a strategist in the underworld and the person in charge of war coordination, Asmodeus was naturally very familiar with this.

If these points are displayed on a map in proportion, then that is the location where his acquaintance fell.

"So, what about these coordinate points?"

As Ajaka spoke, he used his fingers to create a magical pen, lightly tapping the paper and leaving several black marks.

"During the war between the three races, the mythical forces outside did not seem to be so stable either; this is where those guys had huge conflicts."

Sazex answered in a deep voice.

His eyes shone brightly as he looked at the numerous coordinate points one by one, before fixing his gaze on a blank space on the paper.

Upon noticing where Sazex's gaze was focused, Asmodeus was initially bewildered, but then his expression changed.

You mean—

In response to his question, Ajax sighed, then nodded slightly with a wry smile.

Then, he gently tapped his finger on the spot where Sazex was looking.

"呲-"

Amidst wisps of black smoke, Ajax's finger landed on the paper, marking the final coordinates.

It can be said that they turned something rotten into something magical.

As the final coordinate point is reached, the layout of the coordinate points on the entire paper seems to become clear instantly.

Ajeka's expression was grave as he continued to raise his hand, moving swiftly in a mysterious sequence, connecting numerous coordinate points.

Finally, what appeared on the paper...

It is a somewhat rudimentary eight-core graphics.

"From its appearance, this thing seems quite simple."

Ajeka shrugged and said in a deliberately joking tone.

However, neither Sazex nor Asmodeus laughed.

So he could only scratch his head sheepishly and put on a wry smile again.

"See? It's obvious..."

"This formation... I wonder who created it. It seems they intend to use all three of our races as sacrifices!"

As Ajeka's voice faded, the room fell silent once more.

After a long silence, Sazex finally spoke.

"Who do you think did this? Shiva? Indra? Or Hades?"

The names he mentioned were all renowned and powerful figures.

At the same time, all the demon kings knew that if they wanted the underworld to truly stand up, they needed to be able to face powerful enemies.

Ajeka shook his head.

"I can only say I don't know. Right now, everyone seems like one, yet no one seems like the other."

"Shiva has no interest in such roundabout matters, Indra is still cautiously probing the Holy God's next move, and Hades lacks the audacity to instigate such a war..."

"However, it seems unrealistic to judge who the mastermind is based on this impression. I even suspect that someone within the three races is being restless and has done something like this, sacrificing the three races to strengthen themselves."

The war between the three races has resumed, resulting in heavy losses.

But the lives of those who died or were injured were devoured by this unknown monster hiding in the shadows.

"Can you discern the origin and function of the formation, Ajaka?"

"Sazex asked."

"I can only say I don't know the function of the formation."

"As for the origin of (Qian Zhao), it is like our biblical mythology, like Norse mythology, like Greek mythology... But if you ask me to make a specific judgment... I can only say that I don't know."

The three nations of the Bible were actually hiding under the residual power of the God of the Bible.

That diligent god's achievements were truly brilliant and illustrious.

Even after so many years of his death, many external mythological forces still tremble under his majesty, fear his hidden tricks, and even worry that he is not truly dead.

Now, this act, which is tantamount to preparing to uproot the three races of the Bible, tells the three demon kings that the refuge provided by the God of the Bible for the three races has lost its effectiveness.

Moreover, the act of sacrificing the three branches of the Bible, and even more myths, reveals the terrifying nature of the mastermind behind it all.

If this formation were truly activated, what astonishing power would it unleash?

Chapter 165 My body is bathed in glory!

The stronghold of the fallen angels. This original stronghold, Hell, which had been perfected by numerous fallen angels over countless years, has been utterly destroyed.

Some time ago, it turned into spatial debris and drifted towards the dimensional gap.

This is the new stronghold of the fallen angels.

With the help of many powerful fallen angels, this stronghold quickly took shape.

Residences, training grounds, research institutes...

However, what is truly regrettable is that many of these residences, having just welcomed their owners, are already destined to be left vacant.

Because the owners of those dwellings had all perished in the war between the three races.

"Azazel! What exactly did the message from the underworld say?"

Accompanied by an agitated voice, the door to Azazel's command room was rudely kicked open.

Hearing this hurried and chaotic noise, the two people sitting at the conference table immediately showed helpless expressions.

Azazel looked up and scratched his brown hair, which hadn't been styled in a while.

“Shemhasa, the letter from the underworld was just delivered, and Baichu and I only just opened it…”

"To be honest, I'm still wondering what that guy Sazex is trying to do by sending me this message."

283 As he said this, he took out the letter and unfolded it.

Asasil, Baichu, Shemhasa.

At this moment, the governor of the fallen angels, along with the two leaders in charge below him, were both gazing at the contents of the letter.

Then, the expression that had initially been filled with curiosity and doubt gradually turned ugly.

long silence.

Azazel raised his head.

His slightly pale face revealed solemnity and determination.