There was an uproar in the office. How could the Centaurs, who were the least likely to obey, be the first to kneel?
The Lizard Patriarch couldn't stand it anymore and scolded, "Hmph! I thought you Centaurs were the most ambitious! I didn't expect you to be just a bunch of cowards! "
"Cluck!! Our Chicken Race will never yield! "
The Chicken Patriarch relied on its big mulberry gate to let everyone hear its voice amidst the clamor. However, the Centaurs didn't care. The Demon King sighed slightly. He raised his hand and slapped the armrest.
Bang!
The loud sound was accompanied by a terrifying burst of magic power. Instantly, the entire hall was filled with magic power. The noise instantly disappeared. All the demons widened their eyes and didn't dare to act rashly.
"I didn't force you to obey me. This is just a deal. If you don't want to, the door is right there. No one will stop you."
The Demon King's voice was clearly transmitted to every demon's ears. However, they didn't turn around and leave. Instead, they stood there, waiting for something.
Perhaps they were afraid that once they walked out of the door, they would be attacked by the fully armed Ke Rabbit Race. Or maybe … they couldn't go back empty-handed. There were many hungry people waiting for them to return.
After everyone quieted down, the Demon King smiled and glanced at them.
Unfortunately, they didn't have a choice. They could either obey or be exterminated. There were only two choices in front of them.
However, at this moment, the Centaur Patriarch suddenly said, "Lord Richard, can I say a few words?"
Hearing this, the Demon King was a little surprised. What did it want to say?
"Speak."
The Demon King raised his hand. His expression didn't change as if he didn't care.
The Centaur Patriarch nodded. Then, it stepped on the wooden floor and turned around. It looked at everyone. The Patriarchs looked at it with anger and resentment as if they were looking at a traitor.
It stood on the platform with a serious expression and said, "Everyone, I know what you're thinking, but please calm down and listen to me. Why are we, the Centaurs, willing to obey this new master?"
"We centaurs have lived in the Great Ufa Forest for over a thousand years. We've always recorded the history of the forest as observers, as well as the masters of the Great Ufa Forest from generation to generation. From the original King Luo Crocodile to the previous King Boar, the race that rules this forest will definitely oppress the other demons. "
Hearing this, the demons below the stage looked at each other. Wasn't this normal for them? If they were the masters of the Ufa Great Forest, they would do the same. This was the way demons lived. Demons ruled by hierarchy. The weak should be oppressed by the strong.
What did the Centaur Patriarch want to say?
It continued, "But in the past six months, I've seen a miracle, an unbelievable thing that has never happened before."
With that, it pointed at the Rabbitmen around it. Everyone's eyes followed the direction it pointed at.
"Look, this is a miracle. The weakest race in the Great Ufa Forest is now so prosperous! None of the demons present here are able to fight against him. You know, half a year ago, this was the most barren place in the forest. There were no swamps rich in fish, no mountains full of fruit trees, and no fresh grasslands that attracted countless herbivores. "
With that, the Patriarchs below the stage lowered their heads. They more or less had their own resources, and the Ketu Clan was the poorest race. They looked down on them.
"But today, the Ketu Clan has food that we don't even dare to think about. These huge changes are all because of a foreign demon lord."
With that, the Centaur Patriarch looked at the Demon King and said respectfully, "You're the only king I've ever seen who can bring prosperity to the weak. I believe that you can lead us out of the Great Ufa Forest. The Centaur Clan is willing to entrust our fate to you, King of Ufa."
With that, it knelt down.
At the same time, all the Centaurs in the hall knelt down. These words surprised the Demon King. He did not expect that someone would speak up for him.
"Very good. Sign the contract here, and you can take as much food as you want."
The Demon King said. Under everyone's gaze, the Centaur Patriarch stepped forward and pressed his hand on the parchment. Suddenly, a black crescent moon mark appeared on the backs of all the Centaurs.
Soul Contract!
In other words, from now on, the Centaurs could not disobey the Demon King. They could only obey his orders.
The Centaur Patriarch stood up. The Ketu Clan lined up in a row with stacks of woven bags and let them carry the wheat themselves.
The centaurs excitedly came to the granary. The mountain of wheat was like an inexhaustible supply. They filled sacks after sacks of wheat and placed them on their backs. Each centaur carried four or five sacks of wheat and returned with a full load in front of everyone.
The other Centaurs were both envious and afraid of being cheated. Looking at the mountain of wheat, they could not help but swallow their saliva. In the end, someone could not help but take a gamble.
"We Dog Head Clan are willing to obey you!"
The Dog Head Clan stood up and signed. After getting permission, they smiled and greedily carried the wheat. However, they were not good at carrying things like the Centaurs. The wheat they obtained was not even half of the Centaurs'.
In the end, more and more Centaurs could not help but sign. However, at this moment, the Chicken Head Clan suddenly shouted, "Wait! Don't be fooled! This is the Underworld Demon King's territory. The Boar King is his subordinate. If the Underworld Demon King knows that the Boar King is dead, he will definitely send people over! At that time, the people who signed will become cannon fodder for this so-called new master! "
When the demons who signed the agreement heard this, their faces immediately turned pale with fright.
"That's right! What should we do then? "
"This is a trap! You want to use food to make us die for you! "
The Demons retreated. They gathered together and formed a battle line. They actually looked at the Demon King with hostility.
"Hahaha!!"
However, what made them surprised was that the Demon King suddenly laughed. His laughter was so terrifying.
"You! What are you laughing at? "
The Chicken Head Clan stuttered and asked. He was afraid that he would be killed by the other party if he was not careful.
The Demon King's laughter stopped abruptly. It was replaced by an ambitious look.
"Underworld Demon King? I thought you were talking about someone. Unfortunately, he can't send people to deal with me because he won't be able to survive this winter … "
Hearing this, all the Centaurs and Demons opened their eyes wide.
"Underworld Demon King won't be able to survive this winter?!"
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