Chapter 277 The Demon King Who Knows Everything
At the same time that the Sand Ridge Tribe bowed its head to the necropolis, a grand blood sacrifice ceremony was taking place in Assam City of the Holy Armored Dragon Kingdom.
The golden morning sun has not yet shone onto the surface of the holy lake, but the pyramid tip of Assam City has already been illuminated by blood.
On the stone steps leading to the altar, three thousand lizardman slaves were naked to the waist and wearing bone masks symbolizing the identity of the sacrificers. They slowly but surely climbed the towering pyramid one by one.
They had slaves and prisoners of war.
There are the Ankylosaurus family, the Sand Ridge family, or the Wind Roar, Tide, etc.
The stone steps under their feet have long been soaked in the flesh and blood of their predecessors, and everything they step on is sticky and slippery.
Every step they take brings them closer to death.
However, no one dared to stop.
"Hurry up!"
The lizardman guard wearing vine armor stabbed the slow-moving slave with an obsidian spear, scolding him and pushing him forward.
The slave staggered a few steps, but did not resist. He lowered his head like a puppet and his face was as white as snow, as if he had accepted his fate.
The top of the pyramid.
The blood sacrifice altar has been dyed red!
The tall dragon god statue opens its fangs, and its bloody mouth is like an endless abyss, as if it is greedily looking forward to the sacrifice of blood and soul.
Strange prayers echoed above the altar, telling of boundless terror and severity.
"...All living beings are suffering, only flesh and blood can comfort the Dragon God!"
High Priest Zel Tua is wearing a sacrificial robe engraved with "Blood Sacrifice Seal", and his tall and rickety figure stands in the center of the altar.
His voice was as hoarse as an aging crow. The shrill voice penetrated the masks of the sacrificers and penetrated deep into their bone marrow and even their souls.
The lamb chosen by God is a lucky soul! "
"With just a little pain, you can get rid of your lowly body and be reincarnated as a true people of the Holy Armored Dragon in the next life... From now on, there will be no poverty, no humiliation, and no more chains!"
"You will enjoy eternal prosperity and reincarnate in the endlessly fertile city of Assam forever!"
The slaves did not respond. Just because making a sound was disrespectful, they would be whipped and reprimanded.
They just lowered their heads and walked towards the end step by step.
Some people have trembling hands and feet and dull eyes. Some people had already cried out loud. After being dragged to the altar, they still opened their mouths to pray for forgiveness and mercy, but they could not make a sound.
There was no response.
Zel raised the dragon bone scepter high, and the staff inlaid with the ancient "soul seal" drew a blazing arc of light in the air.
"Dragon God is above——"
"Please drink this blood to appease the wrath of the god!"
ceded by the priest, the first slave held the obsidian dagger in both hands and slowly pressed it into his chest desperately.
With a low roar, he forcibly cut the scales, blood spurted out, and the hot heart was taken out and presented to the statue.
It is not absolute to say that they are cowardly, at least they have the courage to die generously.
However, to say that they are brave is to blaspheme true bravery.
In the groove on the edge of the altar, blood slowly flows, filling the holy pool below.
Under the water of blood, the entire temple is like a lush tree, with branches and leaves of death and terror growing upward.
Not far away, Holy King Izzy sat on a golden seat made of dragon bones. The golden scales exuded a cold glow in the morning mist where the sun and blood met.
He looked down at the killing feast with indifferent eyes, as if the fallen slaves were just as insignificant as fallen leaves.
There was no movement at the corners of his mouth.
There is no compassion either.
"...It is an honor for these insignificant insects to be qualified to die here."
The corners of his mouth raised slightly, and his voice was so low that it seemed to be spitting out from the depths of his throat and reaching Zell's ears.
Zel lowered his head slightly, with a pious smile like the bright sun in the sky, and nodded slightly towards the great Holy King.
"Just as your Majesty said. May their blood pave the way for the upcoming conquest."
General Bakar's 100,000-strong army has arrived in the central desert and will soon reach the canyon where the Trakor mission was destroyed.
At that time, the military power of the Holy Armored Dragon Kingdom will be overwhelming, wiping out the barbarians who dare to offend the Holy King.
The group of chameleons living in the sand will disappear completely from this land like sand blown away by the wind.
At that time, the Holy Armored Dragon Kingdom will add a large number of slaves. These old and useless guys will be cleared out in advance to make room for the new slaves.
By the way, the blood of these slaves can be used to soothe the restless soul of the Dragon God and strengthen the defense of the great barrier.
Various signs indicate that the reason why the Great Barrier is loosened is precisely because they have slacked off in sacrificial activities over the years.
Otherwise, such a powerful enemy would not have floated from the sea, and even 30,000 armored dragon soldiers fell into their hands.
Behind Zell, the slaves who had not yet entered the altar looked at the blood and corpses on the ground, their knees weakened, and some tried to retreat, but were blocked by spears in the back.
Many people still have luck in their hearts and think that climbing the steps is just a pilgrimage.
After all, they still have strength.
They can still work.
Even being used as cannon fodder on the battlefield is better than being meaninglessly slaughtered here.
It was not until they saw this bloody scene with their own eyes that they finally understood...
This is not a pilgrimage at all, but the rumored "big sacrifice"!
And this time——
They are the sacrifices!
Under the gaze of the Dragon God statue, the wails on the top of the pyramid gradually sounded, and together with the low spells, they merged into the sky above the Janna continent, turning into strange dark clouds, spreading in an unknown direction.
Looking at the bloody sacrificial activity, Thanos had a playful smile on his lips, and his low and cold voice seemed to come from another world, calm but with a shuddering sense of oppression.
He watched the living heart beating on the altar and did not stop until a few seconds later.
As a platinum-level demon, he has killed countless people, but this is the first time he has seen a heart beating after being ripped out of the chest.
These lizardmen are quite good at torturing people, but it seems that’s all.
"Foolish rituals, primitive beliefs... I thought you were hiding some trump cards, but I didn't expect this to be all your tricks."
Thanos mocked lightly, and the sound was like the night wind blowing through the tomb, and the cold air was biting.
As the Demon General who is least trusted by the Demon King in the Demon King's army, he is self-aware of his ecological niche.
It is precisely for this reason that he is extremely careful about every task His Majesty the Demon King assigns to him, for fear that there may be some trap hidden in it, and he may accidentally fall into it with his life.
After arriving in Assam City, Thanos was not in a hurry to show up, but carefully lurked for three days.
In these three days, he has been 100% sure to confirm——
Although this city in the lake is majestic and heavily defended, most of the soldiers deserted with their eyes open.
It’s more than that.
Their power is also very weak. He has been lurking for so long, but he has not found a single existence that makes him feel dangerous!
Although those holy blood warriors who claim to be blessed by the Dragon God are very powerful, they are only powerful in terms of their momentum. In terms of strength, they are only slightly stronger than ordinary adventurers. They barely have the strength of a fine steel level. The strongest one is just a silver!
That silver-level strong man is probably the legendary "god general level" warrior.
As for the aloof Holy King Izzy...that guy is even more of a joke. Although he does have the aura of a dragon, his strength is not as good as those of the Holy Blood Warriors. He is just a mascot who is strong on the outside but capable on the inside.
This guy neither showed any power of divine choice nor the intelligence and calmness of the yellow-haired brave man.
To be honest, Thanos wouldn't believe what he discovered if he hadn't seen it with his own eyes.
It is precisely because of this that he waited for three full days before finally deciding to show up and end this meaningless mystery.
Just when all the Ankylosaurus lizardmen were immersed in the solemnity and enthusiasm of the sacrifice, a dark figure silently descended on the center of the altar.
There was no wind, no magic power fluctuation, and even the "ground seal" defense net carefully laid by the priest could not catch his footsteps. I don't know how this uninvited guest got here.
The moment he strolled out of the shadows and stood in front of the statue of the Dragon God, the entire altar suddenly fell into dead silence. Even the slave holding the obsidian dagger was stunned on the spot.
Tanos coughed slightly and was about to read out his opening remarks gracefully when a chaotic sound rang out on the altar.
“Enemy attack!”
“There are assassins!”
“Hurry! Protect His Majesty the Holy King—!”
The Holy Armored Dragon Soldiers were frightened and angry, and raised their spears to quickly form an encirclement, with their obsidian spearheads pointed at the black shadow in the center.
However, in Thanos' eyes, their movements were like a group of insects dancing around a fire, and there was no threat at all.
Saint King Izzy's golden eyes suddenly shrank, and a trace of fear quietly wrapped around his wildly beating heart.
High Priest Zell even grasped the dragon bone scepter on the spot, and the dragon soul seal was instantly activated. Pictographic marks appeared around the altar, like ripples of magic surging in the air.
"Assassin?" Thanos raised his eyebrows slightly, almost laughing out loud at this nonsensical statement.
Do you need to be sneaky to kill these guys?
Looking at the priest's movements, he just flicked his fingers and shattered the golden seal that came to him without even pulling out the knife.
The carefully prepared spell was interrupted. Zell's body was shaken, and a trace of blood oozed from his mouth, sliding along his scales and falling to the ground.
So strong!
What kind of magic is that? !
"Who are you?" Izzy roared, in a tone of shock and anger, "How dare you desecrate the temple of the Dragon God——"
"Quiet."
Tanos only said two words, and the entire altar suddenly fell into eerie silence.
An invisible coercion hangs over the altar. It is the aura suppression from the platinum level powerhouse, rather than any magic.
All sounds seemed to be sucked into some kind of dark abyss, the priests' chants were stagnant, and even the slaves' wailings seemed to have their throats pinched, unable to make a single sound.
At this moment, they are like the old farmers of the empire facing the devil alone.
Different from the old peasants of the empire, this is probably the first time in thousands of years that they have faced the devil from hell, and they are not even mentally prepared.
They lack some kind of antibody, both mentally and physically.
Standing in front of the gloomy Dragon God statue, Thanos's eyes passed over the stiff faces of everyone, as indifferent as the judge of the Hell Demon Temple.
"My name is Thanos, the "Shadow Demon General" under the command of the Demon King, and I hereby declare to you insects in the name of the messenger——"
"His Majesty the Demon King expressed his anger at your repeated attacks."
h "You attacked our camp, injured his servants, and sacrificed his people arrogantly, using their hearts to please your greedy hypocrisy. God."
"This is not only a provocation to His Majesty the Demon King, but also a provocation to the entire hell."
His words were like judgment, and his cold voice left no room for argument.
"Now, His Majesty the Demon King is no longer tolerant."
Thanos's eyes flashed with a red soul fire. He slowly raised a hand, and black shadows spread out under his feet, as if countless ghosts were wailing and screaming.
While he raised his voice, he also amplified the fear in the hearts of all the lizardmen present.
"You have only two choices."
"Either surrender to His Majesty the Great Demon King and beg for his forgiveness——"
"Or, become a wailing sacrifice in the shadows!"
The words fell, and the entire pyramid fell silent, as if it had fallen into a brief night.
The huge pressure made everyone breathless. Even the priest standing next to the altar couldn't help but hold his breath.
At this moment, the glory, sanctity and majesty of the Ankylosaurus Kingdom were completely suppressed by Thanos' figure.
What frightened them even more was that this guy was not the Demon King himself, but just one of the Demon Generals under the Demon King!
In the silent confrontation, only the heartbeats of the slaves echoed in the blood pool, as if they were telling the suffering city of Assam about the fate that was about to come to an end...
"Arrogant!"
Holy King Izzy stood up suddenly, and the golden dragon chair made a dull click behind him.
The scales around him glowed with golden light, and his vertical pupils ignited with raging flames, as if an ancient god was awakening.
"A mere demon lackey, a maggot from the underground, dare to run wild on a sacred altar?!"
He didn't know what hell was, but he imagined it was just a group of bugs living underground.
Izzy roared and waved his arms suddenly to give the order.
"Come here! Chop this blasphemous heretic into pieces! Let the Dragon God's flames burn away his dirty shadow!"
Their eyes were red, they were roaring the spells of ancient war dances, their scales were burning with bright red "bloodthirsty marks", and their whole bodies exuded an aura of fanaticism.
Thanos instinctively concentrated, the shadows rolling around him like a tide, and like a stream lingering around his fingertips, turning like invisible blades.
He never underestimates his enemies, even those he truly despises.
After all, even someone as powerful as Elder Zakro died at the hands of the seemingly weak Demon King. Who doesn’t have two trump cards hidden in his body these days?
Besides, they are such an ancient barbarian tribe with a profound foundation, and they still have the blessings of several dragon gods.
The power of the gods is superior to the extraordinary. The more powerful the extraordinary, the more they can perceive the insurmountable gap and the unreasonable intensity.
Watching the ten upright-walking bugs rushing forward with confidence, Thanos could hardly help but wonder if there might be someone chosen by the Dragon God among them.
However——
In just two breaths, he realized how wrong he was and the gap in strategic vision between himself and the Demon King.
The Holy Blood Warrior who rushed at the front even finished shouting his war cry when a black shadow penetrated his throat.
Before the rag-like body fell down, the second person was torn apart by Thanos with his bare hands, and his scales and bones were pulled out.
Third, fourth, fifth...
Like the wind and the remaining clouds!
Blood and flesh flew everywhere, and the obsidian armor shattered like a clay pot, scattering all over the place in a moment!
Thanos's eyes widened, and he waved the magic light wrapped around his fingertips. The more he struck, the more frightened, angry, and unbelievable he became!
How could this happen?
This is...too weak! ?
In just a moment, the ten Holy Blood Warriors fell on the altar one by one, like ten bags of rotten flesh and blood being thrown around randomly, offering their flesh and blood to the Dragon God.
"Is this your strong man?! How long has it been and you are still hiding it?"
Thanos roared angrily, his calm face slightly distorted.
The weaker these people were, the more he felt that he was so stupid after battling with the air for three days.
Unable to bear his humiliation, a lizardman wielding an obsidian heavy sword rushed up with a roar.
The amber vertical pupils were filled with fear, so much so that the dragon god's energy spurting out from the sword seemed hesitant, and was shattered with a snap of a finger.
Bang——!
The obsidian heavy sword broke inch by inch, and the Ankylosaurus warrior flew backwards, fell heavily to the ground, vomited blood and fell unconscious.
High Priest Zell's eyes were horrified, his face covered with scales lost all color, and his pupils were shaking with fear.
That Ankylosaurus warrior is at the level of a god-general, and even a strong man at the level of a god-general cannot hurt this guy even a hair!
How strong is this guy? !
"I'm so disappointed..." A trace of complete disappointment flashed in Thanos's eyes.
Looking at the dozen Ankylosaurus warriors who rushed up again, his figure quickly turned into an afterimage. The black energy lingering on his fingertips flickered and flew, and he chopped the dozens of bodies into hundreds of pieces of flesh, and scattered the flying blood on the ground.
He stood on top of the pile of corpses, shaking off a trace of blood from his fingertips, but never took out the dagger from his waist.
"Hahahahaha——"
Thanos suddenly looked up to the sky and laughed wildly and uninhibitedly. The laughter echoed over the entire pyramid, shocking countless slaves to the point where their knees softened and they fell to the ground, their faces turning ashen.
The priests and soldiers standing around the slaves felt as if they were facing a powerful enemy and were on guard nervously, but no one dared to step forward and die.
Depending on the numbers, they have a chance to kill this guy, but the number is probably in the tens of thousands or even a hundred thousand, and there is a major prerequisite for this, that is, he stays here all the time.
Thanos seemed to have had enough laughter, looked at the frozen Holy King with mocking eyes, and said slowly.
"I thought you had some legendary artifact in your hands, or a diamond-level guardian hiding in the dark. I didn't expect that this is all your strength, but I'm just being sentimental."
"Holy general level? Divine general level? Haha, you guys really have the nerve to put gold on your face."
It seems that the Dragon God has really declined.
Or——
He has forgotten these orphans.
As Thanos spoke, he walked to the edge of the altar as if taking a walk, overlooking the city of Assam at his feet, as if he was overlooking an empty shell without a soul.
His heart is extremely pious.
That is devotion to the Demon King.
At this moment, he finally understood why His Majesty the Demon King sent him here alone.
Because there is absolutely no need to send a second person.
Tanos's pupils were filled with infinite admiration and a hint of remorse.
Because my situation is too small, I think His Majesty the Demon King is sinister, and mistakenly think that the Lord wants to take this opportunity to get rid of me.
Actually, if you think about it carefully, with the methods of that gentleman, if you really want to save your own life, why would you use a borrowed knife to kill someone?
Even Elder Zakro died in his hands. Whoever he wanted to kill was probably just a matter of glance...
Seeing that this guy completely ignored him, Saint King Izzy, who was standing in front of the throne, had a pale face and angry scales all over his body.
High Priest Zell's face was as white as paper, his lips were trembling, and he could hardly recite a complete spell.
"Come! Protect!"
Finally overcoming the fear in his heart, Zell yelled and waved the dragon bone scepter, activating the "seal" inside the temple.
Suddenly, talisman patterns emerged from the altar floor, like a dense swarm of ants swarming around the altar.
On the other side, the well-prepared armored dragon soldiers rushed up the stone steps of the pyramid like a tide, with obsidian spears in their hands standing like a forest, protecting the Holy King and the High Priest, preparing to evacuate them to the underground palace below the temple.
Looking at their sentimental behavior, Thanos just glanced coldly and raised the corners of his mouth in mockery.
"Stop struggling."
His voice was indifferent, as if he was facing a group of insects that were about to be buried alive.
Looking at the Holy King and High Priest retreating hastily, Thanos did not pursue them even a step, but just stood quietly, speaking in a slightly joking voice.
"Izzy, right? I remember your name was this."
He called the Holy King by his name without hesitation. The Ankylosaurus priests around him were so angry that they almost vomited blood with their mouths and eyes twisted, but there was nothing they could do about this guy, so they could only stay angry.
Izzy glared at him angrily, no longer caring about the majesty of the Holy King, and blew out a heavy breath from his nostrils.
"What are you going to say?"
"I want to say - your blood is still useful to His Majesty the Demon King, so I won't kill you today."
Thanos smiled faintly and looked at Izzy with cold eyes, admiring the frightened and angry expression of his prey.
"Enjoy the last days of your life, His Majesty the Demon King will come here to question you personally."
"The punishment from heaven will come soon."
"Remember, this is your own choice."
The moment the words fell, his figure had turned into a thick black shadow, slowly dissipating in the black mist that rose up from unknown time, as if it had never existed.
Thanos left the city of Assam just as silently as he had arrived.
And just behind him, on the bloody altar, a group of panicked nobles and soldiers looked at each other, exchanging the uncertainty in each other's eyes.
Saint King Izzy remained silent, holding the armrests of the golden chair tightly with both hands.
The shock that the powerful aura brought to him was so strong that he didn't know what expression to make on his face.
The dragon statue not far away seemed to have its head lowered, just like the silent slaves lying on the ground, unable to find the exit of the maze that trapped their fate.
Everything seems to be a dead end.
The sky over the entire city of Assam seemed to be shrouded in a dark shadow, and the venomous sunlight was like a sharp blade, biting into the fearful and uneasy hearts of every citizen of the Holy Ankylosaurus Kingdom...