The Demon King is unfathomable

Chapter 277 The Demon King Who Predicts Everything

At the same time that the Sand Ridge Tribe was surrendering to the cemetery, a grand blood sacrifice ceremony was taking place in the city of Assam in the Holy Ankylosaur Kingdom.

The golden morning light had not yet shone on the surface of the holy lake, but the tops of the pyramids in Assam City were already illuminated by blood.

On the stone steps leading to the altar, three thousand Lizardmen slaves, shirtless and wearing bone masks that symbolized their identity as sacrificers, climbed the towering pyramid one by one, slowly and steadily.

They had slaves and prisoners of war.

There are the Ankylosaur clan, the Sand Ridge clan, or the Wind Roar, Tide, and so on.

The stone steps under their feet had long been stained with the blood and flesh of their predecessors, and wherever their footsteps stepped on, they became sticky and slippery.

Every step they took brought them closer to death.

But no one dared to stop.

"hurry up!"

The lizardman guards wearing vine armor suddenly stabbed the slow-moving slaves with their obsidian spears and pushed them forward while scolding them.

The slave staggered a few steps but did not resist. He hung his head like a puppet, his face as pale as snow, as if he had accepted his fate.

The top of the pyramid.

The blood sacrifice altar has been dyed red!

The lofty dragon god statue bared its fangs, and its bloody mouth looked like an endless abyss, as if it was greedily awaiting offerings of blood and souls.

Strange prayers echoed above the altar, telling of boundless terror and solemnity.

“…All living things suffer, only flesh and blood can comfort the Dragon God!”

The high priest Zel Tua, wearing a robe engraved with the "blood sacrifice seal", stood in the center of the altar with a hunched but tall figure.

His voice was as hoarse as that of an old crow, and the shrill sound penetrated the masks of the sacrificers, penetrating into their bones and even their souls.

“Praise Him with your insignificant bodies!”

"Feed Him with your cowardly hearts!"

"Be grateful to Him, you are the lambs chosen by God, you are lucky souls!"

"With just a little pain, you can get rid of your lowly body and be reborn as a true citizen of the Holy Armor Dragon in the next life... From now on, there will be no more poverty, no more humiliation, and no more chains!"

"You will enjoy eternal prosperity and reincarnation in the endlessly rich city of Assam!"

The slaves did not respond, because making any sound would be disrespectful and they would be whipped and blamed.

They just lowered their heads and walked towards the finish line step by step.

Some people's hands and feet were trembling, their eyes were dull. Some people had already cried and lost their voices, and after being dragged to the altar, they still opened their mouths to beg for forgiveness and mercy, but no sound came out.

There was no response either.

Zel held up the dragon bone scepter, 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 God!"

"Please swallow this soul and grant me the destiny!"

Under the guidance of the priest, the first slave held the obsidian dagger in both hands and pressed it slowly into his chest in despair.

With a low roar, he forcibly cut the scales, blood gushed out, and the hot heart was taken out and presented before the statue.

It is not absolute to say that they are cowardly, at least they have the courage to die heroically.

However, to call them heroes is undoubtedly a blasphemy to true bravery.

In the grooves at the edge of the altar, blood flowed slowly, pouring into the holy pool below.

Watered with blood, the entire temple was like a lush tree, with branches of death and terror growing upwards.

Not far away, Holy King Izzy sat on a golden chair made of dragon bones. His golden scales emitted a cold glow in the morning mist where sunlight and blood light met.

He looked down at the feast of slaughter with indifference, as if the fallen slaves were just fallen leaves and were insignificant.

There was no movement at the corners of his mouth.

There is no mercy either.

"...It is an honor for these insignificant bugs to be qualified to die here."

The corners of his mouth rose slightly, and his voice was so low that it seemed to come from the depths of his throat and reached Zel's ears.

Zel lowered his head slightly, his smile as pious as the sun in the sky, and nodded slightly to the great Holy King.

"Just as your majesty said. May their blood pave the way for the conquest that is about to begin."

The 100,000-strong army led by General Bakar has reached the central desert and will soon reach the canyon where Trakl's mission was destroyed.

By then, the military might of the Holy Armored Dragon Kingdom will be able to crush the barbarians who dare to offend the Holy King with a devastating force.

The group of chameleons living in the sand will completely disappear from this land like sand blown away by the wind.

By then, the Holy Ankylosaurus Kingdom will have 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, use the blood of these slaves to soothe the restless soul of the Dragon God and consolidate the defense of the great barrier.

There are signs that the reason why the great barrier has become loose is because they have been slack in their sacrificial activities over the years.

Otherwise, such a powerful enemy would not have appeared on the sea, and even 30,000 armored dragon soldiers would have been defeated by them.

Behind Zel, the slaves who had not yet gone up to the altar looked at the blood and corpses on the ground, their knees weakened, and some tried to retreat, but were hit in the back by spears.

Many people still have hope in their hearts, thinking that climbing the stairs is just a pilgrimage.

After all, they still have strength.

They can still work.

Even being cannon fodder on the battlefield is better than being slaughtered meaninglessly here.

It was not until they saw the bloody scene with their own eyes that they finally understood...

This is not a pilgrimage at all, but the rumored "great sacrifice"!
And this time——

They are the sacrifices!

Under the gaze of the Dragon God statue, wails gradually sounded from the top of the pyramid, and together with low-pitched spells, they merged into the sky above the Janna continent, turning into strange dark clouds and spreading in an unknown direction.

And all of this is just to exchange for that illusory peace...

……

"Tsk, tsk, that's barbaric."

In the shadow of the bronze statue, a dark figure stood like a sculpture.

Looking at the bloody sacrificial activities, Thanos had a playful smile on his face. His low and cold voice seemed to come from another world, calm but with a terrifying sense of oppression.

He watched the living heart beat on the altar until it stopped after a few seconds.

As a platinum-level demon, he had killed countless people, but this was the first time he saw a heart beating after being separated from the chest cavity.

These lizardmen are quite skilled at torturing people, but that seems to be all they can do.

"Foolish rituals, primitive beliefs... I thought you were hiding something, but I didn't expect this was all you had up your sleeve."

Thanos sneered lightly, and the sound was like the night wind blowing through a tomb, chilling to the bone.

As the least trusted demon general in the Demon King's army, he is aware of his own ecological niche.

It is precisely for this reason that he is extremely cautious about every task assigned to him by the Demon King, fearing that there may be a trap hidden in it and he may lose his life if he is not careful.

After arriving in Assam City, Thanos was not in a hurry to show up, but instead carefully lurked for three whole days.

During these three days, he was already 100% sure that—

Although this city located in the lake is magnificent and well-defended, most of the soldiers are deserting with their eyes open.

not only that.

Their strength was also very weak. He had been lurking for so long but had not found any existence that made him feel dangerous!

Although those Holy Blood Warriors who claimed to be blessed by the Dragon God had impressive momentum, they were only strong in momentum. In terms of strength, they were only slightly stronger than ordinary adventurers, barely at the steel level, and the strongest was only at silver!

That silver-level warrior is probably the legendary "God-level" warrior.

As for the high and mighty 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 Holy Blood Warriors. He is just a mascot that is strong on the outside but weak on the inside.

This guy neither showed any power of God's choice, nor did he have the cleverness and calmness of the yellow-haired brave.

To be honest, if Thanos hadn't seen it with his own eyes, he wouldn't have believed what he had discovered.

It was for this reason that he waited for three full days before finally deciding to show up and end this meaningless mystery.

Just as all the Ankylosaur Lizardmen were immersed in the solemnity and enthusiasm of the sacrifice, a dark figure quietly descended on the center of the altar.

There was no wind, no magical fluctuations, and even the "earth seal" defense network carefully laid out by the priests failed to capture his footsteps. I wonder how this uninvited guest got here.

The moment he leisurely stepped out of the shadows and stood before the statue of the Dragon God, the entire altar fell into deathly silence. Even the slave holding the obsidian dagger stood there in amazement.

Thanos coughed lightly and was about to read his opening remarks elegantly when a chaotic sound rang out on the altar.

"Enemy attack!"

"There are assassins!"

"Quick! Protect His Majesty the Holy King--!"

The Holy Armored Dragon Soldiers were filled with shock and anger. They raised their spears and quickly formed an encirclement, with the obsidian spear heads pointing at the black shadow in the center.

However, in Thanos' eyes, their movements were like a group of insects dancing around a fire, posing no threat at all.

The golden pupils of Saint King Iz suddenly shrank, and a trace of fear was silently wrapped around his madly beating heart.

High Priest Zel even clenched the dragon bone scepter on the spot, and the dragon soul seal was instantly activated. Hieroglyphic seals appeared around the altar, like magical ripples stirring in the air.

"Assassin?" Thanos raised his eyebrows slightly and was almost amused by this nonsensical remark.

Do we need to be sneaky to kill these guys?
Looking at the priest's actions, he just snapped his fingers, without even drawing his knife, and shattered the golden seal that was flying towards him.

The carefully prepared spell was interrupted, Zel's body shook, and a trace of blood oozed out of his mouth and slid down his scales to the ground.

So strong!

What kind of witchcraft is that?!

"Who are you?" Izzy roared, his tone was shocked and angry, "How dare you desecrate the temple of the Dragon God——"

"Quiet."

Thanos only said two words, and the entire altar fell into a terrifying silence.

An invisible pressure shrouded the altar. It was the aura of a platinum-level strong man, not any magic.

All the sounds seemed to be sucked into some kind of dark abyss. The priests' chanting stopped, and even the slaves' wails seemed to be pinched in the throat, unable to make a single sound. At this moment, they were like old peasants in the empire facing the devil alone.

But unlike the old farmers in the empire, this was probably the first time in a thousand years that they faced the devil from hell, and they were not mentally prepared at all.

They lack certain antibodies, both mentally and physically,

Standing in front of the eerie dragon statue, Thanos's gaze swept across everyone's stiff faces, as indifferent as the judge of the Demon Temple in Hell.

"My name is Thanos, the 'Shadow Demon General' under the command of Lord Demon. In the name of the messenger, I hereby declare to you bugs--"

"The Demon King is furious at your repeated intrusions."

"You attacked our camp, wounded his servants, and arrogantly sacrificed his people, using their hearts to please your greedy false gods."

"This is not only a provocation to His Majesty the Demon King, but also a provocation to the entire hell."

His words were like a judgment, and his cold voice left no room for argument.

"Now, the Demon King is no longer tolerant."

A trace of red soul fire flashed in Thanos' eyes. He slowly raised one hand, and black shadows spread out under his feet, as if countless ghosts were wailing and screaming.

As he raised his voice, he also amplified the fear in the hearts of all the lizardmen present.

"You only have two choices."

"Either you submit to the great Demon King and beg for his forgiveness—"

"Or, become a wailing sacrifice in the shadows!"

As soon as the words fell, the entire pyramid fell silent, as if it had fallen into a brief darkness.

The enormous pressure made it hard for everyone to breathe. Even the priest standing next to the altar couldn't help but hold his breath.

At this moment, the glory, sacredness and majesty of the Holy Ankylosaur Kingdom were completely suppressed by the figure of Thanos.

What frightened them even more was that this guy was not the devil himself, but just one of the devil's generals!

In the silent confrontation, only the heartbeats of the slaves echoed in the pool of blood, as if they were telling the suffering city of Assam that it was about to face its end...

"A madman!"

Saint King Iz stood up suddenly, and the golden dragon throne made a dull creaking sound behind him.

The scales all over his body glowed with golden light, and raging flames burned in his vertical pupils, as if an ancient god was awakening.

"How dare a mere devil's lackey, a maggot from the underground, run wild on the sacred altar?!"

He didn't know what hell was, but he thought it was just a bunch of bugs living underground.

Izzy roared, waving his arm wildly to give the order.

"Go ahead! Chop this blasphemous pagan into pieces! Let the Dragon God's flames burn his filthy shadow!"

"kill!!"

Ten Holy Blood Warriors wearing heavy obsidian armor raised their giant swords and charged towards him with great momentum.

Their eyes were red, and they were roaring the incantation of the ancient war dance. Bright red "bloodthirsty marks" were burning on their scales, and they exuded a fanatical aura from head to toe.

Thanos focused his mind instinctively, shadows surging around him like the tide, and lingering around his fingertips like a stream, turning like an invisible blade.

He never underestimates his enemies, even those opponents he despises from the bottom of his heart.

After all, even someone as strong as Elder Zakro perished at the hands of the seemingly weak Demon King. Who doesn't have a few hidden cards these days?

Moreover, they are an ancient barbarian tribe with a profound heritage, and it is possible that they have some blessings from the Dragon God.

The power of gods is superior to that of the extraordinary. The more powerful the extraordinary is, the more they can sense the unbridgeable gap and the unreasonable intensity.

Looking at the ten upright insects rushing towards him confidently, it was hard for Thanos not to wonder whether 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 was at the front had not even finished his battle cry when a dark shadow pierced his throat.

Before the rag-like body fell, Thanos tore the second man apart with his bare hands, pulling out his scales and bones.

Third, fourth, fifth...

Like a whirlwind sweeping away all the trouble!
Blood and flesh flew everywhere, and the obsidian armor shattered like a pottery jar, scattered all over the ground in a moment!
Thanos' eyes widened as he waved the magic light wrapped around his fingertips. The more he fought, the more frightened, angry, and unbelievable he became!

How could this be?
This is... too weak! ?

In just a moment, ten Holy Blood Warriors fell on the altar one after another, like ten bags of rotten flesh and blood being thrown away at random, offering their flesh and blood to the Dragon God.

"Is this your strong man? It's already this time, and you are still hiding it?"

Thanos roared angrily, his calm face distorted slightly.

The weaker these people were, the more he felt how stupid he was for fighting wits and courage with the air for three days.

Unable to endure his humiliation, a lizardman wielding an obsidian heavy sword rushed up with a roar.

Those amber vertical pupils were filled with fear, so much so that the dragon god's energy gushing out from the big sword seemed hesitant and was shattered in a snap of a finger.

boom--!
The obsidian heavy sword broke into pieces, and the Ankylosaur warrior flew backwards, fell heavily to the ground, vomiting blood and losing consciousness.

The high priest Zel's eyes were filled with horror, his scaly face had lost all color, and his pupils were shaking in fear.

That Ankylosaur warrior was at the god-general level, but even a god-general-level warrior couldn't hurt this guy at all!
How strong is this guy?!
"I'm so disappointed..." There was a flash of complete disappointment in Thanos' eyes.

Looking at the dozen or so Ankylosaur warriors rushing up again, his figure quickly turned into an afterimage. The black gas lingering on his fingertips flickered and flew a few times, and then chopped the dozen bodies into hundreds of pieces of flesh, which fell to the ground along with the flying blood.

He stood on the pile of corpses, shaking off the blood from his fingertips, and never drew out the dagger at his waist.

"Hahahaha-"

Thanos suddenly laughed wildly and unrestrainedly towards the sky, and his laughter echoed over the entire pyramid, shocking countless slaves so much that their knees went weak and they fell to the ground subconsciously, their faces ashen.

The priests and soldiers standing around the slaves were even more nervous and alert, but no one dared to step forward and die.

They have a chance to kill this guy by relying on numbers, but the number may be in the tens of thousands or even hundreds of thousands, and this is based on a big premise, that is, he stays here all the time.

Thanos seemed to have laughed enough, and looked at the frozen Holy King with a mocking look, and spoke slowly.

"I thought you had some legendary artifact, or some diamond-level guardian hiding in the dark. I didn't expect that this was all your strength. I was just being too optimistic."

"Saint General level? God General level? Haha, you really have the nerve to flatter yourself."

It seems that the Dragon God has really declined.

or--

He had forgotten these orphans.

As Tanos spoke, he walked to the edge of the altar as if taking a stroll, overlooking the city of Assam below him, as if he was overlooking an empty shell without a soul.

He was extremely pious in his heart.

That is devotion to the Demon King.

At this moment, he finally understood why the Demon King only sent him here.

Because there is absolutely no need to send a second person.

Thanos' pupils were filled with infinite admiration and a hint of regret.

That gentleman is indeed unfathomable and can foresee the future like a god.

The so-called Holy Ankylosaur Kingdom was indeed a group of poor creatures who looked strong on the outside but were weak on the inside. He could wipe them off the map with just a flick of his finger.

It was because I had too narrow a vision and thought that the Demon King was sinister, and I mistakenly believed that the lord wanted to take the opportunity to get rid of me.

In fact, if you think about it carefully, with that adult's means, if he really wanted to kill me, why would he use a borrowed knife to kill someone?

Even Elder Zakro died at his hands, so if he wanted to kill someone, it would probably only take a glance...

Seeing this guy completely ignoring him, Saint King Iz, who was standing in front of the throne, turned pale and scales all over his body stood up.

The high priest Zell's face turned as pale as paper, his lips trembled, and he could hardly recite a complete spell.

"Come on! Escort!"

Finally overcoming the fear in his heart, Zel screamed and waved the dragon bone scepter, activating the "seal" inside the temple.

Suddenly, runes emerged from the ground of the altar and swarmed around the altar like a dense swarm of ants.

On the other side, the armored dragon soldiers who were ready for battle 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 self-conceited behavior, Thanos just glanced at them coldly, with the corners of his mouth raised in sneer.

"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 the High Priest who retreated in panic, Thanos did not chase them. He just stood there quietly, speaking in a slightly joking voice.

"Izzy, right? I remember your name was that."

He called the Holy King's name without hesitation, which made the surrounding Ankylosaur priests so angry that their mouths and eyes were crooked and they almost vomited blood, but they could do nothing about this guy and could only stand there and get angry.

Izzy glared at him angrily, no longer caring about the dignity of the Holy King, and breathed heavily through his nostrils.

"what do you want to say?"

"I want to say - your blood can still be 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 shocked and angry expression of his prey.

"Enjoy the last moments of your life. The Demon King will come here in person to question you."

"God's punishment will come soon."

"Remember, this is your choice."

The moment he finished speaking, his figure had turned into a thick black shadow, slowly dissipating in the black fog that had risen up at some unknown time, as if he had never existed.

Thanos left Assam as quietly as he had come.

And just behind him, on the altar where blood was gushing, a group of panicked nobles and soldiers looked at each other, exchanging expressions of surprise and doubt in their eyes.

Holy King Iz 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 hung low, just like the slaves crawling silently 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 covered in a layer of darkness, and the scorching sun was like a sharp blade, biting at the anxious hearts of every citizen of the Holy Armor Dragon Kingdom...

(End of this chapter)