Chapter 151 The Demon King said that there must be light
The fourth floor of the maze, in the forest outside Misty Town.
Helen, who was standing on the tree, looked at the goblins noisily pouring into the forest in the distance without expression, her cold eyes filled with disgust.
What a bunch of ugly things.
If it weren’t for the fact that these guys were servants of the Demon King, she might have been unable to resist casting a spell to turn these bugs into fertilizer for the forest.
Shirley, who was sitting on a nearby tree branch with her hands on the back of her head, swayed her legs leisurely and spoke in a casual tone.
"Since the Lord Demon King came, our forest has become more and more lively."
Helen said expressionlessly when he heard his sister's voice.
"So much so that I even began to doubt whether this was correct."
Shirley turned her face sideways and glanced at her sister in surprise. She remembered that her sister had admired the Demon King from the Demonic City of Hell.
Especially after hearing about the theory of "photosynthesis" and "everything is made up of tiny cells", her admiration for His Majesty the Demon King was like a torrential river...
Especially after hearing about the theory of "photosynthesis" and "everything is made up of tiny cells", her admiration for His Majesty the Demon King was like a torrential river...
As a result, in the blink of an eye, her filter for His Majesty the Demon King seemed to be shattered to pieces.
However, Shirley can understand her sister's dissatisfaction.
The misty forest has withered into what it is now. Resources were already scarce. Now that there is a new neighbor, the few resources are almost visible to the naked eye, not to mention insufficient.
Her sister was not the only one to object. Many young people in the clan also complained about it. They were just afraid of the majesty of the devil and did not discuss it publicly.
Including their father, they are also worried about this matter.
Hym However, even so, Shirley is still very optimistic.
After all, the Demon King said that it won’t be long before the foggy forest will regain its light.
And once the sun shines into the forest, under their care, it won't take long for this dead forest to come back to life.
If it were the Misty Forest in its heyday, it would be more than enough to accommodate ten Goblin tribes, let alone one Goblin tribe.
Watching the group of short figures disappear into the depths of the forest, Helen hung the sticks in her hands behind her and said in a cold tone.
"They'd better pray not to offend me...otherwise I won't be polite to these guys."
Feeling the coldness in the tone, Shirley sitting aside shivered involuntarily.
"I don't think so, after all, they seem to listen to the Demon King's words."
Helen snorted coldly.
"This is the best."
At the same time that Helen and Shirley were monitoring the goblins entering the designated area to camp, Tyrell, the leader of the Gray Wind tribe, was standing in an open space in the forest, quietly waiting for something.
I don’t know how long I waited, but a breeze blew slowly through the forest.
The deadwood cane in Tyrael's hand twisted slightly, making a creaking sound and letting out a hoarse whisper.
"Here we come."
Tyrrell's expression became stern upon hearing this.
At the same time, a tall and muscular figure walked out from the shadow of the forest.
That is an orc.
The rough leather armor on his body is bulging with his knotted muscles, and the animal skin battle robe draped on his broad shoulders is like a battle flag hanging on a flagpole!
He carried a huge double-edged battle ax on his back. Shocking scars covered his dark green skin and the ax blade was as heavy as a city gate.
Looking at Tyrell standing at the entrance of the cave, a ferocious smile appeared on the corner of his fanged mouth, like a tiger seeing a sheep.
"Be well, Lord of the Gray Wind Tribe, Tyrael Moonblade."
Looking at the orc warrior standing at the entrance of the cave, Tyrael felt a huge pressure coming towards him, causing him to involuntarily tighten his grip on the deadwood cane in his hand.
Thanks to the support of the deadwood cane, he did not show a gaffe expression and spoke as usual.
"Well done...Glakk Bloodblade, we meet again."
Glakk Bloodblade!
One of the Demon Generals under Reggie Dragon, and one of the only four remaining Demon Generals. His strength is suspected to have reached the peak of platinum level, second only to Reggie Dragon himself!
As the leader of the Blood Blade Clan, he and his tribe are currently occupying the sixth to ninth floors of the labyrinth. They are the most powerful force under the surface of Thunder County that cannot be underestimated!
Since the fall of Reggie Dragon, the demons in the labyrinth have been fighting and the warlords have been divided... As leaders of their respective tribes, they have not had such face-to-face contact for a long time.
Looking at Tyrell who was trying to remain calm, Gerak couldn't help but have a playful smile on his face, and his eyes gradually showed a hint of disdain.
Although this guy's strength is higher than that of Kasen Skullbreaker, and he seems to have reached the peak of the gold level, he still admires the latter more.
This is also the reason why he supported the ogre to become the lord of the upper level of the labyrinth.
Of course, he did not expect that Carson Skullbreaker would join Chaos, but that was a story for another day.
"Let's forget about the polite words, our Blood Blade Clan does not like that."
Glack raised his head and looked around, but did not see the shadow of the Demon King, and then said with a hint of ridicule.
"Speaking of our Demon King? He called us over, but why did he hide himself?"
Just yesterday, the Demon King sent a messenger to his palace, inviting him to the fourth floor of the labyrinth to discuss the future of the underground labyrinth in Thunder County.
In the past, he would not have paid any heed to the Demon King's invitation. After all, he and his tribe had finally gained independence, and had no interest in being dominated by that inexplicable guy again.
However, unfortunately, the door of Chaos is now open above his head. Even if he doesn't want to lose face of the Demon King, he has to worry about the threat of Chaos invasion.
The moment he finished speaking, a chuckle suddenly came from the forest.
"How rude, who are you to deserve to have the Demon King come here to wait for you in advance?"
Glac squinted his eyes and saw a little devil sitting on the treetop not far away.
She was wearing a white dress dotted with red ribbons, and her fiery red hair was like a burning flame.
The scarlet eyes looked familiar to him, but the slightly childish face was obviously not the same person.
Glac guessed something and had a look of surprise on his face.
"Who did I think it was, it turned out to be Cathy's follower... It seems that you took the position after she died."
Cathy was the previous queen of the Nightmare Land, and was also one of the demon generals under Reggie Dragon.
Glak had some impression of that guy, although his impression was not very good. He only remembered that he was a noisy guy.
Thinking of this, he suddenly grinned and said in a sinister tone.
"Do you want to know how she died? I saw it with my own eyes. A group of musketeers shot her and her cubs out of the sky, tore off her wings, and strung her and her cubs on spears. The scene was really spectacular, but it's a pity that I didn't bring a video crystal, otherwise I would have recorded it for you... Let you see the consequences of working for the devil."
Tyrael's face was expressionless. This kind of thing was normal in war. Most of the captured night elves were treated this way, or were burned at the stake.
However, after hearing the vivid description, Sissi became furious instantly, and a pair of scarlet eyes shot out a murderous light.
"You guy..."
Glac ignored her.
She was just a little devil, at most Silver level, two levels behind his strength. If they really fought, he could even give her a hand——
However, at this moment, a creepy feeling suddenly crawled up his back and spread to his whole body.
His instincts honed through many battles alerted him!
Gluk's eyes narrowed slightly, and he suddenly saw countless scarlet eyes lighting up under the shadow of the forest.
The number is said to be in the thousands!
"...Hey, should I feel honored to be greeted by such a big battle?" Gerak raised his hand and held the double-edged battle ax on his back. The arrogant smile on his face did not change, but he became wary in his heart.
A little devil is nothing to be afraid of.
But thousands or hundreds of them are another story!
Sitting on the treetop, Sissi sneered, played with her nails, and spoke slowly.
"Please don't get me wrong, Lord Demon King has not prepared such a grand welcome ceremony for you, but our men don't want to leave our side for a minute, and they will follow me wherever I go."
Glak laughed.
“Oh, a bunch of wild dogs.”
Sissi narrowed her cold pupils slightly.
"Believe it or not, I will tear your mouth apart!"
The two sides were at war with each other, and the atmosphere was at a freezing point!
· Tyrell, who was standing aside, was indifferent and just watched with cold eyes, neither stepping forward to break up the fight nor saying anything.
Instinct told him that the two sides could not fight.
As for bad breath——
That is just the daily life of hell.
At this moment, the ground beneath everyone's feet suddenly trembled, and the surrounding woods shook gently.
A chill came with the wind passing through the forest, and a layer of frost formed on the black soil at a speed visible to the naked eye.
Glac narrowed his eyes slightly, looked away from the little devil's face, and looked in the direction where the cold wind was blowing.
The trees were knocked down, the ground was trampled, and a huge stag beetle emerged from the mist!
The dark blue carapace is like a moving city wall, and the thick and long horns are even more like ivory!
In front of this majestic giant beast, even Gluk, who was covered in lumps of flesh, was like a grasshopper next to an elephant.
Milky white mist floated out from its mouthparts, and in just a few moments, its surroundings had turned into a world covered in silver.
"Valgul... I didn't expect you to receive the invitation too." Gerak grinned and moved his hand away from the giant ax behind his back.
"Cold Iron Demon General" Vargul!
The ruler of the 11th to 17th floors of the maze! Lord of the Ice Sanctuary! The leader of the Frost Clan!
Although this guy's strength is only in the middle of the platinum level, his performance on the battlefield is such that even he has to be inferior.
Of course.
Single combat is another matter.
Facing the howling cold wind, the little devils hiding in the trees were shivering with cold, especially Yossi and Missy, who were so cold that their noses almost fell and they kept sniffing.
Sissi's eyes flashed with anger, but she didn't know how to deal with this big man, so she could only endure the dissatisfaction in her heart.
The mountain-like body stands majestically, and the eyes under the carapace move one by one.
Walgul glanced at Grak, then moved his eyes away, without a trace of ripples in his cold voice.
"I'm here to see the Demon King, where is he."
The Frost Clan and the Blood Blade Clan are not allies.
Or to be more precise, he is not interested in the world outside the Ice Sanctuary at all and just wants to live his own life.
If it weren't for the Gate of Chaos, he wouldn't appear here either.
He was not the only one who had such thoughts. The feminine voice floated from the shadow of the woods not far away along with the rustle of fallen leaves as the hem of his skirt swept over her.
"We also want to ask this question... Why did the "Lord Demon King" who called us here disappear?"
It was a witch with a coquettish appearance. She has pale skin, purple eyes, pterosaur-like wings and a slim figure.
A dark purple robe hugged her slender shoulders, with an open neckline that stretched across a deep ravine to her navel. A light two-handed staff was held in her right hand, shaped like a whip or a thorn.
The moment he saw this woman, Gluck's eyes clearly showed fear that he had never seen before, and his nerves that had just been relaxed were tightened unconsciously.
「Thorn Demon General」 Branthia!
A platinum level pain demon!
Like him, this guy was once one of Reggie Dragon's right-hand men, and he was the most notorious one.
As a pain demon, she uses the pain and lamentations of others as spiritual food, and in order to achieve her goals, she does not hesitate to use any means, and she can be said to use all means.
Glac doesn't like this guy.
Especially when Reggie Dragon was still alive, he and she once competed for the position of city lord of the desperate city on the tenth floor of the maze, and in the end Reggie Dragon chose her.
At present, the tenth floor of the maze is still ruled by her.
In terms of the number of floors, the territory she controls is indeed inferior to him, but if we compare the quality of the territory, I am afraid that all the other floors in the entire maze combined will not be able to compare with that area!
It is simply a "little thundering city".
Countless demons and devils live there, and they have abundant resources and wealth that other monsters cannot imagine!
The relationship between the two has always been at odds, and they have even been attacking each other. There were a few times when they got angry, and Valgur came to mediate.
But now, they who dislike each other seem to be in the same camp - facing the demon king from the Demon City of Hell together.
"...Even the city lord of Desperate City is here. It seems that this demon king has invited everyone he can," Gerak grinned and suddenly shouted to the sky, "Come out, Thanos, I know you are here!"
The sky did not respond to him.
But soon, a slow voice came from not far behind him.
"I am indeed here, but no matter what you shout to the sky, I can't fly."
Hearing the voice, Gluck turned around suddenly and saw a gentleman in a jet black evening gown standing under a tree not far away.
His skin is blue-grey, like a cemetery stone. There are horns on his head, but there are no devil's tail or wings.
As a hybrid between a shadow demon and an orc, he only has half demon blood, and the other half is beast blood that is almost the same as Grakk.
"Shadow Demon General" Thanos!
The king who rules the night!
He is the last of the four remaining demon generals, and he is also the most threatening one in the eyes of Gluk. He occupies the 18th floor of the Demon King's Palace in the maze!
Different from Valgur's visible sense of oppression, the sense of oppression he brings is invisible, like a dagger hidden in the night.
At the time when the war between Labyrinth and surface humans was at its most intense, many powerful human knights and nobles died in his hands, so much so that the nobles of the Lion Kingdom all changed their expressions when his name was mentioned!
At the height of the war, he even went to assassinate Archduke Campbell, who had diamond-level strength on the orders of the Demon King!
Although it ended in failure, the fact that he was able to escape unscathed after the failed assassination is enough to illustrate his strength!
It is precisely because of this that even though his strength is only in the middle of platinum level, no one dares to underestimate him. Whether it's Grak as an orc, or Brancia as a pure-blood demon!
The four demons will gather on the fourth floor of the maze!
However, the Demon King who called them here has not yet appeared, and only a few insignificant "little minions" were present.
Thanos looked around and curled his lips slightly, with a trace of disdain evident on his face.
…It seems that I am wasting my time.”
As he said these words, he looked at Tyrell, the leader of the Gray Wind Tribe, and said in an obviously arrogant tone.
"Since your Demon King is not ready yet, let's wait until he is ready before we can talk openly."
"I think so too," Blancia smiled softly, the pair of crescent moons His eyebrows were charming and cold, "But I hope that next time we meet, he can bring some sincerity."
"Oh?" Gerak Bloodblade chuckled and said in a knowing tone, "I'm curious, what kind of sincerity do you expect?"
"I don't know, it depends on him," Brancia said with a pursed lips, "But... if he is willing to issue a written contract, promising to maintain the current status of the maze, and recognize the independence of Impasse City, I think this is a good idea."
"I have the same opinion. If the Demon King is willing to recognize the independence of the Frost Clan, the Frost Clan can also recognize him as the Demon King." Valgur spit out a ball of white mist condensed with frost, and made a dull and hoarse sound from the huge mouthpiece that he opened and closed.
Standing in the shadows, Thanos did not speak, but quietly folded his arms, but the expression on his face clearly recognized the words of these "colleagues".
In fact, it doesn't matter even if the demon kings don't recognize the legitimacy of their territory. The hell that follows the law of the jungle has always respected strength, and whoever has the bigger fist is the right one.
They have formed a de facto separatist regime.
If the Demon King chooses to have a showdown with them, the worst possible outcome will be a rift between the two sides.
However, from Thanos's perspective, the probability of this happening is not high.
After all, if they really break up, the Demon King will not only lose his territory, he may also lose the trust of the Demon City and be put in a passive position.
The above is entirely Thanos’s own reasoning.
In fact, this is far from reality.
They didn’t know that the Demon City had already anticipated their separation, and had only sent the new Demon King with the idea of giving it a try.
If the devil succeeds, everyone will be happy. If he fails, no one will blame him. After all, everyone knows that it is a hot magma rock.
The demons present have their own agendas.
Sixi stared at them solemnly. Although her face was calm, she couldn't help but feel worried for the Demon King.
These guys don’t take the Demon God’s appointment seriously at all!
I'm afraid it's not an easy thing to make them surrender...
Tyrell still stood indifferently, holding the dead snake-like dead wood cane, as if he was weighing something, and also seemed to be waiting for something.
Based on his understanding of Luo Yan, he believed that he would not do anything unprepared.
Since he summoned these four demon generals, it must not have been just to take a look at them. He must have prepared the cards to be played.
The only uncertainty now is that he doesn't know which card Luo Yan plans to play.
Before this, Luo Yan had not revealed anything to him. And looking at the little devil sitting on the treetop, it seemed that the latter was also completely unaware.
Just as Tyrell was thinking in his heart, distinct footsteps suddenly came again in a silent forest.
Thanos raised his head first and looked in the direction where the footsteps came from. He saw a tall, burly and heavily armored horror walking towards this side.
Tanos's eyes narrowed slightly, and he felt that the face looked familiar, as if he had seen it somewhere before.
Pairs of eyes focused on the terror.
Blancia was the first to break the silence. With a faint smile in her eyes, she said something in a joking voice.
"Who is this?"
The terror raised its chin, releasing its innate pressure while looking at her with majestic eyes.
"My name is Xino Dragon, you should be able to guess who I am."
Hino Dragon!
The moment they heard the surname Dragon, the four demon generals present were stunned, their pupils of different shapes flashing with surprise.
Even not just the four demon generals, but Tyrell and Sissi also had surprised expressions on their faces, looking at the horror in front of them in disbelief.
"...Are you the new demon king?" Thanos stared at the terror intently, his straight gaze like a sharp sword, shaking in confusion.
Hino Dragon looked back at him without hesitation, and said with his chin raised.
"I am not the Demon King. The Demon King here is Luo Yan, and I... am his minion."
This sentence consumed a lot of his mental energy.
If it weren't for the sake of someone wanting to "see his performance", he would never let this sentence come out of his mouth.
"Where is that Luo Yan?" Brancia asked immediately.
Hino looked at her and replied.
"He's already here."
"He's here?"
Thanos's pupils shrank slightly, and his eyes moved around subconsciously.
This is impossible!
Even Lord Reggie Dragon couldn't possibly approach him without him noticing and leave without leaving a trace!
His intuition told him that the devil must be bluffing, but thinking about something that had happened before, he was not so sure.
After all, that guy could slip under the nose of Grand Duke Campbell...
He knew it.
The guy was at the triumphal ceremony of Thunder City as soon as he landed. Judging from the time, he might even have met Archduke Campbell who was patrolling the streets!
"He is very disappointed in you."
Hino Dragon looked at him, and then at the other three demon generals - "Blood Blade Demon General" Grak, "Cold Iron Demon General" Vargul, and "Thorn Demon General" Branthia.
Looking at those pairs of eyes with different expressions, he said in a disappointed tone.
"Even if the gates of chaos are opened above your heads, you are still chattering for those little interests like flies. And I finally understand why my father lost to the group of human beings on the surface. Although he did not do well, the root of the problem is you who have your own agenda!"
That loud voice echoed in the empty forest.
As those words fell, the mist-shrouded forest became silent, leaving only the rustling of leaves.
Looking at the silent demons, Xino slowly raised his head and looked at the dome of the sky,
“But that adult still intends to fulfill his promise before he leaves.”
“Wait, what does leaving mean?!” Sissi, who was sitting on the treetop, widened her eyes and almost fell off the tree.
Thanos also showed a surprised expression.
Leave?
Hand so on——
Hhi In other words, Hell is planning to give up here? !
Grak’s eyes were uncertain, and Brancia’s eyes were filled with shock.
Hino ignored the startled little devil because the lines given to him by Luo Yan did not include this sentence.
With a solemn tone, he read devoutly.
h "He said——"
h "Let the moonlight shine in here again."