What are Demons? Perhaps, no matter what race they are, their first reaction upon hearing this question would be disgust, extreme disgust.
It can be said that no living creature would like Demons, including themselves. Towards their own kind, they are mostly filled with resentment and hatred.
Chaotic, violent, evil, destructive, greedy, untrustworthy, other than cunning, almost all negative nouns can be attached to them. The reason why no one would accuse Demons of being cunning and deceiving is because most of the time, these creatures of Chaos lack the interest to communicate. If they can use their muscles to solve the problem, they would definitely not use words, not to mention using their brains to deceive others.
The Devils, who are equally evil and have many similarities in various aspects, although they also have a bad reputation, in reality, they are much more popular than the Demons. It is just that the Devils like to make contracts and transactions, they are reasonable. Although there are some overbearing clauses and hidden clauses in the contracts, there will definitely be some deceit and hidden tricks in the transactions, but the Devils are also famous for keeping their promises. It is much better than those Demons who destroy everything indiscriminately.
The Demons are the first generation of people created by the Goddess of Chaos, Cynthia. They are the ones who tempted the first generation of humans to fall into the Devils and also the ones who created the Undead Calamity. Logically speaking, they should be the natives of this distant universe, the backbone of the Chaos Faction. (In this book, the Demons belong to the Chaos Faction. They follow the Goddess of Chaos, but as they used to be the people of Order, their actions are biased towards Order.)
But in reality, demons were the mortal enemies of devils and the public enemies of the undead. Their internal conflicts were the cruelest, and all species loathed them to the extreme. However, they still occupied the vast majority of the lower planes and caused havoc in various planes.
There is no other reason, they are strong enough and have enough numbers.
As long as the River Styx is still flowing, the Undead in it is still constantly transforming into the lowest tier Dretches, the Demons have an endless amount of backup. The plane where the Demons reside in is forever in internal wars and after the cruel internal wars and devouring, it is destined to produce true experts. When Demons and Devils of the same tier fight one on one, more than 90% of the Demons will survive.
Every time the Demon Gate of the Main Plane opens, even if it is only a small group of Demons entering, it is still a huge problem.
After leaving the Lower Plane, they will gradually decline, but before they die and return to the Lower Plane, they will bring along countless souls and souls will forever be the most valuable currency in the Lower Plane.
And this time, it is really troublesome. In the past, the Demon worshippers only dared to secretly sacrifice a few people. Sacrificing a thousand people is already shocking. This time, more than a hundred thousand veterans and over a thousand Legendary experts have undoubtedly created a new historical record. This unprecedented sacrifice allowed the Demon Count to descend with his true body, this is definitely an unprecedented disaster.
An Abyssal Earl didn't seem to have a high rank, and there were many of them in the Bottomless Abyss. However, in reality, they were already existences at the level of an Abyssal Army Commander. If he advanced one step further, he would be an Abyssal Duke. That was usually the overlord of a plane, and he could fight against a True God. (Among the Demons, Marquis and Grand Duke are both honorary titles. The Demon Marquis are those who are much stronger than a normal Count but are unable to advance to Duke because they do not have their own plane. The Grand Duke is an existence that can look down on normal Duke-level Demons.)
Vance City is already in a mess and the news of the Demon Nobles descending has already spread like wildfire. Even Rose doesn't have the time to care about the matter of her daughter being killed. After being banished by the Elf Gods, the underground world is her only territory and source of faith. If it is turned into ruins by the Demons, she will have to go into hibernation or even fall.
Of course, it would be even more embarrassing if she descends directly and gets beaten to a pulp. She is probably discussing with the other Gods of the underground world about the decision to send out their troops together.
By the time the True Gods step in to solve the problem, the entire underground world would probably be in a mess.
Spatial Summoning and Teleportation are the specialties of the Demons. Using the Spatial Distortion and Demon Altar, the gate to the Abyss is opened.
In response to the summoning of his Lord, Kakajil's direct army surges into the Main Plane. Dretches, Quaseires, Succubi, Spider Hunters, Vlo Demons, Glabrezu Demons etc. Demons that can be classified and can't be classified all rush into the Main Plane, until the Main Plane Gate is finally unable to withstand the pressure and cracks into pieces.
The entire battlefield is filled with Demons. Looking at the distant Vance City, the low-tier Demons are filled with desire for fresh blood and souls. But under the suppression of their master, they suppress their instincts and enter another permanent Spatial Distortion — Sulfur Mountain City.
The Demon Army is vast and the might of their army is eroding the Laws of this Plane. Wherever they pass by, the plants would naturally wither and die. The land would turn into reddish-brown scorched earth and right after that, even stranger plants would grow. Furthermore, most of them are carnivorous plants with strong offensive capabilities.
The existence of the Demons created from Chaos itself is enough to destroy the Laws of the Plane. At this moment, half an army of Demons has descended into the mortal world, along with the true body of a Demon Count. If they aren't chased away as soon as possible, the Laws of this Plane would be completely distorted and even turn into a new Lower Plane.
Low-tier Hellhounds are scarlet red in color and they are even uglier and bigger than the ugliest wolf. They serve as both scouts and hunting dogs. Without waiting for the army to arrive, they who are adept at spitting fire and ambushing as a group, have already swept away all the tribes along the way. When they dragged the Terrorclaw family who just suffered a calamity to their master to claim credit, they realized that there is a person blocking the path in front of the army.
That's right, there was only one person, a person in a blue robe. She leaned on her Ivy Staff and was quietly reading the ancient book in her hand. Even when the Hellhounds charged at her, she didn't lift her head up.
"Kacha."
That low-tier Hellhound is frozen in mid-air and turns into an ice sculpture. Following which, it shatters into pieces and falls to the ground.
On the other hand, Marguerite's attention is still focused on her book.
It is only when the army approaches that she raises her head and uses her staff to lightly tap on the Philosopher's Stone that is floating beside her.
"Ice Aeon."
The Forbidden Spell that she had prepared a long time ago explodes in an instant. The Ice Spirit sings loudly in mid-air and the entire underground world turns into a land of white snow. Endless ice and a blizzard rush towards the Demon army.
"Huhu!"
After the blizzard passes, the entire world turns into ice and the number of Demons frozen to death is uncountable. However, Marguerite frowns the most. After all, she is only replicating the magic of someone else. She doesn't have the Soul Imprint, Racial Talent and other buffs. She only has the most basic might and is far from the original version.
If Lord Yongye's Ice Aeon was to be blasted by this, even a Demon Marquis would be finished. However, if it is Marguerite who is casting it …
"Kill her!"
Under the thick white snow, a hundred-meter tall figure is the first to stand up. Its entire body is covered in raging flames and it roars as it charges forward.
"As expected, the majority of the might is blocked by this Demon Lord?"
Shaking her head, Marguerite isn't discouraged. With a wave of her staff, another Philosopher's Stone shines with a bluish-purple spatial radiance and she is teleported several miles away.
"Foolish country bumpkin from the Main Plane, you actually dare to make a fool out of the great Kakajil! I will tear you into 13 pieces and feed them to the dogs. Then, I will roast your soul on fire for ten thousand years! "
However, it is obvious that Marguerite who has already escaped far away is unable to hear this vicious curse.
The majority of the might of the Forbidden Spell is blocked by the Demon Count. Other than those low-tier Demons of the Fire Element being killed by the double damage from the Ice Aeon, the losses of the army isn't too great. However, very quickly, after walking a few miles, the same thing happens again.
"Compound Forbidden Spell: Song of Fire and Wind!"
The Fire and Wind Compound Forbidden Spell originating from Ein Mezus brings about a hundred-meter tall tornado of flames. It even brings the powerful Kakajil up from the ground. However, it is a pity that the outcome of the battle this time is even worse. This Spell of Wind augments the strength of the fire, mainly relying on the damage of the flames. Due to the natural resistance of the Demons to fire, Marguerite is only able to deal basic damage. In the end, less than a thousand Demons are killed. On the other hand, the 'weak' Beastmen cannon fodder are swept into the tornado of flames, resulting in more than ten thousand casualties.
Then, looking at the female Saint who disappears into the Dimension Gate once again, the furious Kakajil can only grab a few Beastmen and chew them to vent his anger.
The weird thing is that when the Beastmen look at their compatriots being eaten, not only do they not resist, they don't even discuss about it.
Furthermore, their current appearance is very abnormal. Their crimson eyes are filled with blood veins as they stare blankly in front of them. Their already huge body grows even bigger. Regardless of which Beastman race they are originally from, their skin has an unhealthy red color. On the other hand, most of the experts have the characteristics of Demons.
"Demon's Blood."
Yes, just like what I heard previously, as Shou's final choice, the Demon's Blood has been mixed in the drinking water this morning. However, once it is activated, Shou will have no way out.
At this moment, the Demon's Blood bestowed by the Demon Lord has been activated, allowing the potential of the Beastman Elite Soldiers to be stimulated. While their fighting prowess increases greatly without fear of pain, they also become puppets in the hands of the Demons.
As for Shou himself, he is the cannon fodder No. 1 who charges blindly. Right now, half of his body is frozen while the other half is burnt. The only reason why he didn't die to the Forbidden Spell is because his life is tough.
At the peak of the mountain far away, looking at the dim Saint's Stone, Marguerite makes a slight estimation and is a little surprised.
"Opening a Dimension Gate to escape after throwing away the Forbidden Spell. Kiting a Mage, I didn't expect that fellow's messing around tactic would be so effective. It is a pity that the copied Forbidden Spell has been used up. It would be even harder to see the effectiveness of the regular AOE Magic. No, at the very least, I can buy some time. They should be here soon. "
Disappearing from the Dimension Gate once again, killing intent appears in the Great Saint's calm eyes. That is the dissatisfaction of having his most cherished possession threatened. From their current position, they can faintly see Sulfur Mountain City. If the Demon army were to enter Sulfur Mountain City …
"Definitely not! Definitely not! "
But it is a pity that things don't always go according to one's wishes. After the Demon army and Kakajil are prepared, this kiting tactic doesn't have much of an effect anymore. Especially when the Saint class had used up all of the copied magic, their offensive magic takes up a lot of time and their might is low.
Especially after that familiar-looking Abyss Demon Dragon was on high alert. There were two times when Marguerite was almost frozen by the other party's Space Anchor. If she were to react a little slower, she would be surrounded and killed by the Demon army.
Finally, realizing that this isn't able to buy any time and that it is just a waste of magic, gritting her teeth, looking at the Demon army which is getting closer and closer to the city, Marguerite teleports to the top of the city walls.
But what is surprising is that the top of the city walls is already filled with people.
Sulfur Mountain City doesn't have an army. After Wumianzhe took away half of the Town Security which can barely be called an army, the remaining are all here.
But what is most surprising are those 'commoners'.
The engineers of the various races are working hard to assemble the cannons and catapults. Druil of the Wild Bull Alliance is also wearing his leather armor and picking up his Wooden Staff. The students of South Ascension Academy are carrying their Wooden Sword and walking up the city walls. As for the Holy Church's Holy Knight and Holy Church's Priests, they are passing their spare equipment to the youngsters to equip.
At least, they are still able to fight. But those aunties and uncles who are using pot lids as helmets and their own kitchen knives as weapons, I don't know whether to laugh or cry.
"This …" Looking at the bustling scene of preparing for war, Marguerite is a little touched, but also a little speechless.
"Who told you to come, Hu …"
"They are willing to come." I interrupted Marguerite's words. At the side, Little Red is so tired that she is lying on the ground with her tongue hanging out. On the other hand, Adam is sitting on the cannon on the city walls, squinting his eyes as he looks into the distance. He seems to be very relaxed, but I know that all of his focus is locked onto that tall Demon Lord.
Originally, Adam and the others intended to intercept the Demon army along the way. But after seeing the endless Demon army and the inconceivably powerful Demon Lord, I suggested to wait for them to come to us in Sulfur Mountain City. After all, this is where my final trump card is hidden.
"Yes, everyone is willing. Everyone just wants to use their own hands to protect their own home!" Looking at the bustling scene, Anne's fighting spirit soars. Crimson flames burn on the God Sword. Looking at the situation where everyone is united, she is already faintly feeling the path to becoming a Legend.
"This feeling isn't too bad."
There are many capable people in Sulfur Mountain City. When the news of the infamous Demon army invading the city spreads, this city without an army doesn't scatter in all directions as expected. Instead, the powerful experts armed themselves and walked up the city walls. The ordinary citizens who don't have any strength organize themselves to take on the role of logistics. Everyone is doing their best under the same banner, using their own hands to protect their own home.
Somehow, through the obstruction of time, I seem to see the future that isn't too far away. Every city is like this. Without an invading army, under the brilliance of the law, the citizens consciously stay away from evil and enjoy the pleasures of life to the fullest.
When equality becomes a reality, people no longer label races as good or evil. War only appears in operas and epics. The youngsters start to criticize the war heroes of the past, lamenting that chaotic times create heroes and that peace buries their talents and that they are too unlucky …
"Hehe, looks like I didn't waste these hundred years. Suddenly, I feel motivated again. Looks like living another hundred years isn't a problem. "Looking at the busy figures on the city walls, I smile, a smile that comes from the bottom of my heart.
As for Marguerite, she is still trying her best to persuade the ordinary citizens to leave the city walls. But, from the looks of the citizens who are rushing up from both sides of the passageway, this attempt is destined to fail.
Looking at the Demons who are getting closer and closer, I laugh even louder.
"Looks like those fellows intend to use their numbers to win. What do you guys think?"
"Hehe, competing with the Undead Emperor in an army duel? Your Highness, please let us teach these Demon brats what a true army is and what a true pointless charge is. "
It was a tall headless knight. The polo stick in his hand was as eye-catching as the bald head in his hand. At this moment, his cross-eyed eyes were fixed on the Incubus Warhorses. He had been wanting to change his mount for a long time.
"That's right, I have been spinning plates until my bones are sore. Finally, there is a chance to pick up a sword. Wah, there is also the Eight-Armed Snake Demon Instructor. Leave them to me. I will kill whoever dares to snatch them from me!" This is an 18-armed Skeleton General. At this moment, he is trying his best to change the pole holding plates into sharp swords.
"I can finally get rid of those darned colored balls. Your Highness, let me go to battle. I am a general under your command, not a pet dog!!"
The one who speaks pitifully is a Skeleton Dog whose four limbs are haphazardly attached. Looking at how he is covering his nose and acting pitiful, no one would think that he is the most fearsome head of the Seven Deadly Sins, Wrath.
Looking at the surroundings, the high-tier Undead behind me are looking at me pitifully. Behind them, the blue war flag fluttering in the wind and the castle in the middle of the hurricane on it is obviously a design from a few hundred years ago, leaving a deep impression on me.
"All of you have taken out the Mist's War Flag. Why are you still pretending to ask me?"
"Oh oh oh! Great, even my bones are rusting! "
"Long live Your Highness!!"
Yes, it is Your Highness and not His Majesty. The reason why they address me respectfully isn't because I am Emperor Yongye, but because I was the last prince of the Mist Country. On the other hand, they are the last remaining soldiers of the Mist Country. A bunch of fools who are unwilling to die just like that and are willing to follow me to the end of the world.
"My general, is our army ready?"
"Of course, Your Highness. Your army, be it 376 years ago or 250 years ago. Or is it 130 years ago, when did we let you down!? The 24662 defeated soldiers of the Red Hunting Hounds are grinding their teeth in peace, waiting for orders at any time. We can't wait to return to the battlefield. "
It is still that pet dog who died with grievances. The answer is exactly the same as the one he gave me in the Undead Playground two months ago. However, this time, it gives me a completely different feeling.
The soulfire burning in the eyes of the Undead seem to be repeating their determination to follow me to the end of the world no matter how many times they fail.
I take a deep breath. The Roland Sword by my waist is boiling hot. Could it be that the blood of the Undead is boiling too? Luckily, the Undead don't cry. Otherwise, it would be really embarrassing this time.
At this moment, my old horse, Yongye, walks in front of me. It tilts its body and looks at me expectantly, as though waiting for me to get on it again.
Yes, their determination has never changed. What am I waiting for, what am I hesitating for, what am I worried about, what am I afraid of!
"Yes, my Knight, you have never disappointed me. Beat the war drums, blow the horn to charge, raise the Mist's War Flag high! My Knight, charge with me! "
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