The Demon King is unfathomable

Chapter 289 The Great Migration

The Great Barrier will disintegrate in three days—

That majestic voice was like a spell that froze everything, as if the hot air in the square had solidified into solid ice.

All the noise fell silent in an instant, so that no one could listen to what the devil said next...

The faces of all the lizardmen present turned stiff in an instant, especially those with rich capillaries, whose scales turned pale and transparent.

Including Aesmata, who had already surrendered physically and mentally.

Even though she had prepared herself mentally a long time ago, when she actually heard the Demon King announce this, her tall body still trembled, and subconscious fear flashed in her amber vertical pupils.

That is the fear engraved in the soul.

Thousands of years of isolation have planted the seeds of stubbornness in their genes. This almost instinctive reaction will make them retract into their shells the moment they try to stick their heads out to look outside.

Including those tribesmen who believe in the gods of the elements.

Although they do not agree with the belief in the Dragon God, they still acknowledge their identity as descendants of the Dragon God in their hearts. Otherwise, they would not have such a high level of cultural identification with the Ankylosaur tribe.

Think of it this way...

It seems that the Dragon God’s “big plan” is a little more gentle.

Even though they died time and again on earth in the name of conquering the starry sky, no matter how majestic the Dragon Temple was, it was impossible to take all the lizardmen to the sky immediately, right?
However, abolishing slavery, prohibiting blood sacrifices, lifting the great barrier...these goals are more practical than heading towards the stars.

They really have a barrier.

There really was a group of slaves.

What is needed is a "reasonable and legal" means to control the population.

However, this is also where the Demon King's "evil" lies.

He did not completely deny the will of the Dragon God, but instead took advantage of the distorted consensus that had long been formed in the hearts of the lizardmen on the Janna continent to break down the twisted stubbornness in their hearts bit by bit.

Aren’t you going to follow the Dragon God to heaven?
Well, just for the sake of this slogan, let's lift the lid first.

It is precisely for this reason that, although they are instinctively afraid, they cannot find a self-consistent reason to convince themselves to resist with peace of mind.

Moreover, this is not only the will of the Demon King, but also the will of the Dragon God...

After announcing the "adjournment", Luo Yan turned and left, leaving time for the lizardmen present to use the rest of the day to digest this huge shock.

As the Demon King and his subordinates left one after another, the Black Dragon Crossbowmen standing in the square also withdrew shortly afterwards.

The sound of whispers finally spread from the square again.

“No, he can’t do this…” The elder of the mountain tribe muttered to himself, as if it was an incomprehensible concept. “If the great barrier collapses, we will be exposed to… the whole world…”

"I saw the sign of doomsday. Those demons from the sea...will pour in more..." The priestess of the Fiery Sun Tribe swallowed her saliva, raised her face with bandages wrapped around her eyes, and whispered in a dreamy voice, "The sun will sink into the abyss...we will be left with nothing!"

Fear spread silently.

The Great Wind Chief Urga glanced coldly at the insects from the small tribes around him and snorted coldly.

Can't do that?
Is there anything that His Majesty cannot do?
Although he was also panicking in his heart, he couldn't help but feel a sense of superiority when looking at these guys who knew nothing about the Demon King.

"Accept the reality. At least that lord has kindly given us the opportunity to change ourselves. He could have wiped us out of this world without consulting us... just like he crushed the Saint Armor Dragon Kingdom."

The Ankylosaur Lizardmen glared at him angrily, wishing they could rip off his skin and tan it into leather armor!
They would have certainly done so in the past.

But now, they could only stare.

However, it wasn't just the Ankylosaurs who were angry. Some Lizardmen who resisted change also felt offended and cast dissatisfied glances at Urga.

"The great barrier concerns the stability of the entire Janna continent, and maintaining it has been our contract for thousands of years... Don't you, the Wind Howl tribe, care?" The leader of the Firethroat tribe glared angrily.

contract?

Ulgar gave him a mocking look.

"You're all about to be exterminated by the Ankylosaurs, and you still remember this thing called a contract? And what's the point of you complaining to me? If you have any objections, just do it."

Urga didn't care about being the target of public criticism.

The Wind Howl Tribe is one of the three major tribes. Only the Tide Tribe and the Sand Ridge Tribe can be taken seriously by him. The rest of the tribes are just a group of weak bugs.

If all else fails, he can still fly into the sky.

"Everyone, let's discuss some more practical issues." Seeing that the quarrel was about to break out, Wuyana Cuilin stood up and walked to the empty stone platform.

That was where the Demon King once stood. She did not dare to go on stage. She just stood below the stage and motioned the tribal leaders and envoys to look over there, then she slowly bowed and introduced herself.

"I am the prophet of the Tide Clan, Uyana Jadescale. I am here on behalf of the leader of the fish school I am chasing. I am honored to stand with you and witness the new history together... Although I know in my heart that you, including myself, are not very satisfied with the upcoming changes."

"Did the Ocean God say anything?" The elder of the mountain tribe stared into her eyes and muttered in a low voice.

Uyana shook her head.

"He didn't say anything, but I think his silence says it all... The gods, including the Dragon God, acquiesced to the changes he brought to us."

There was a commotion among the lizard crowd.

Urga narrowed his eyes slightly, then relaxed the scales at the corners of his eyes, waiting quietly for the elder of the Tide Clan to continue.

"Ms. Blancia has made it very clear that the Demon King is not discussing the fate of the Great Barrier with us, but is informing us of the drastic changes that will take place in three days. I believe he is not kidding us...especially standing in the ruins of Assam City."

After a pause, she continued.

"We, the Tide Tribe, live along the coast, following the migration of fish. We often see sea beasts leaping out of the water, causing huge waves. If the Janna continent is compared to an enormous sea beast, we are like barnacles living on the back of this sea beast... You can imagine that scene. It will be an unprecedented wave. Not only us, but the whole world will be affected!"

When they heard this, the faces of the lizardmen standing around finally changed.

"Come to think of it... I think I remembered it."

Aisemata took a step forward, walked to Uyana's side, and looked around at the tribal leaders around him with a serious expression.

"It is recorded in the murals of the Sand Ridge Clan that on the day when the great barrier was formed, the sky and the earth changed color, the mountains shook like a startled python, and dark clouds covered the sky. Turbid yellow sand swept across the entire central desert. For seven days and seven nights, the sun and moon were dark, and all the well water turned into black mud... I wonder, if the cost of building the barrier is so huge, then what about removing the barrier?"

Everyone looked at Isamata in astonishment. Some elderly elders looked increasingly distressed, as if they were also remembering the storm in the ancient fable thousands of years ago.

"This incident is also recorded on the murals of the Wind Howl Clan." Urga's voice was hoarse and his face was filled with fear, but there was also a hint of relief.

Uranus above.

Thank you for giving your people wings to fly!

"God of the Sun..." The priestess of the Fiery Sun Tribe raised her blindfolded face and prayed to the sun with a painful expression, "Please protect your people."

The scene was in chaos.

Uyana stomped the ground with her cane, signaling the lizardmen to be quiet.

Her eyes swept across those frightened faces, and her gentle gaze showed a trace of determination that would never back down.

"There is no time to hesitate. We must immediately take our people to seek refuge... and migrate to the Stairway to the Sun Mountains or the central desert until the turbulent times are over. According to the records in the fables, these places are relatively safe."

As she spoke, she looked towards Urga, the Great Wind Chief of the Wind Howling Tribe, and spoke in a sincere tone.

"The Tide Clan needs your help. When this is all over, we will reward you for lending us a helping hand."

The Central Desert is too far away for the Tide Clan, and three days is not enough for them to migrate there.

Meeting that sincere gaze, this time Urga did not say anything sarcastic and even lowered his arms.

Although he did not like other tribes, he still understood the principle that the hair would fall off without the skin.

The tsunami was just the first shock from the outside world.

They will have to face more outsiders from beyond the sea later, and the Tide Tribe will be their first line of defense.

"The Wind Howl Tribe will provide support. Not only the Tide Tribe, but all the tribes migrating towards the Stairway to the Sun Mountains will be helped to find a place to stay in the mountains during their stay, and we will provide supplies and assistance until this storm passes."

This response was beyond the expectations of many lizardmen, and also brought a breath of fresh air to the pessimistic and solemn atmosphere in the square.

The next moment, another voice sounded in the wind, a bit rough like sand, yet solemn and calm.

"The Sand Ridge Clan...will not stand idly by."

Asemata Hamaka spoke slowly, sweeping away her usual laziness and frivolity, her demeanor adding a bit of queenly majesty.

"We will open up the oases and underground passages in the desert to provide shelter and supplies to all tribes that choose the central migration route - until the catastrophe recedes and the scorching sun rises again."

"Including the Ankylosaur clan."

Xia cast an approving look at her sister, who was the mother of the clan.

The Holy Ankylosaur Kingdom no longer exists. Instead of dwelling on past grudges, it is better to make a strategic shift and take this opportunity to win people's hearts and accumulate bargaining chips for the Sand Ridge Clan on the larger stage of the United Kingdom, pave the way for the game at the Chiefs' Council, and even compete for the position of the elected king.

The Ankylosaur clan has twelve seats, which are worth fighting for.

Prophet Uyana of the Tide Clan also relaxed the scales between her brows and revealed a pleased smile on her face. She was very happy that the Sand Ridge Clan also put the overall situation first.

Looking at the tall figure of Aselmata, the elder of the Gnawing Claw Tribe showed gratitude and spoke solemnly.

"The Claw Clan will never forget your help..."

He is not the only one——

The voice of gratitude quickly spread all around.

"So are we!"

"Thanks……"

Looking at Aselmata, whose prestige was unprecedentedly high, although Zel, the high priest of the Ankylosaur clan, had no intention of competing with him for the throne of the United Kingdom, he still sighed.

"I never thought that one day we would need your help... I'll remember this favor and will definitely repay you in the future."

"Don't get me wrong, I'm not doing this for you, but for that adult."

Aesemata smiled faintly, raised her chin, then lowered her brows and nodded respectfully in the direction where the Demon King left.

"Now that we are all subjects of the Demon King, it is only natural for us to help each other... I believe that the Lord wishes the same."

…The migration began.

The winding team was like a slowly crawling giant beast, spreading from the ruins of Assam City to the horizon, and moving away towards the central desert.

They are all residents of Assam City and the Ankylosaur Lizardmen living near the Holy Lake.

High Priest Zell was also in the migration.

Including the nobles, priests and generals who survived the catastrophe seven days ago... With the demise of the Holy Armored Dragon Kingdom and the Pal family, their identities have changed from high-ranking dignitaries to ordinary citizens of the United Kingdom of Gutaf.

Looking at the ruins that had shrunk to a dot on the horizon, he sighed tiredly while leaning on his wooden crutch, and turned back to join the migrating team.

I don’t know how long it will take me to come back this time.

But even if I come back.

I guess Assam will no longer be the pure holy place it once was.

Based on his observations of the Demon King's decisions over the past few days, that guy would almost certainly distort the Ankylosaur clan's holy city into a "holy land owned by all the Lizardmen of the Janna continent", and then dilute or even erase the mark of a single clan from that land.

On the other side, the Wind Howl Lizardmen flapped their wings and flew into the air, carrying tokens and messages from the leaders of various tribes, flying in all directions.

They will bring the news to various tribes as quickly as possible and help lizard people who may be affected by the tsunami migrate to nearby highlands.

Three days is too short.

They were almost racing against time.

Although the Demon King had reminded the leaders of each tribe that he would free the continent of Janna from the seal of the great barrier when he met with the envoys of the tribes before, they did not take it too seriously at that time, or they still had a little fantasy.

but now……

After witnessing the power that rivaled that of gods, no one doubted that the adult possessed this ability and was serious about the great barrier.

After receiving the token from Prophet Uyana, the leader of the Tide Clan did not say much and decisively ordered the migration to begin.

They buried pearls, gold and silver at the bottom of the sea, gathered up the fish bone utensils and shell amulets passed down from generation to generation, held their babies in their arms, and followed the guidance of the Wind Howl Tribe's wings, passing through the dense rain forest, migrating towards the Stairway to the Sun Mountains.

That was a place they had never been.

There was fatigue and anxiety in their eyes...but also a glimmer of longing for the future.

Looking around at the rugged mountains around him and the woods behind him, a young Tide Tribe Lizardman looked curiously at his father who was carrying a bag beside him.

"Dad, what will happen after the great barrier is lifted?"

"I don't know, kid..."

Perhaps the face full of curiosity about everything encouraged the depressed mood. The strong male lizardman forced a smile from his tired face and reached out to touch his son's head.

“Maybe…instead of just chasing the schools of fish inshore, we can go further afield and chase more and bigger fish.”

If you think about it this way, the future isn't that bad.

The young lizardman showed an expectant expression on his face, then he looked up at the sky excitedly, pointing at the wind-howling lizardman flapping its wings and asked.

"Then...by then, will the uncle with wings help us?"

Although everyone in the tribe always said that those winged guys were not trustworthy and would catch children and take them to the cave to eat them at dark, he always felt that those guys were not as bad as everyone said.

If that guy was really that bad, why did he help us find shelter?

The world of children is often much simpler than that of adults.

Because of this, his father didn't know how to answer this question for a moment and could only deal with it.

"Maybe... maybe. When he comes down, we can ask him."

This has never happened before.

At least in the memories he had.

but……

Isn’t it the same now?

Before, he couldn't imagine that the Wind Howl Clan would be kind enough to remind them to seek shelter, and he couldn't believe that the Prophet would hand over the clan's token to the insects flying in the sky.

The young lizardman excitedly pumped his fist and chattered.

"That's great. With him helping us search for fish in the sky, we will definitely be able to catch more fish! We can even share some with him..."

At the same time, the Sand Ridge Clan also opened the secret passage under the sand dunes, lit torches, and led the Ankylosaur refugees from the Holy Lake Plain into the underground world of the Jana Continent, through the dark tunnels, and headed towards the arid and scorching central desert.

They ran around, prayed, and feared... At the same time, they had a glimmer of hope in their hearts, thinking that perhaps after experiencing this darkness, they would be able to see a different sky.

That might not be the color they were expecting.

But at least it won't be worse than it is now...

Beside the broken wall of Assam City, Luo Yan quietly gazed at the lizardmen army flowing like a torrent in the distance, with a faint smile on his lips.

It seems that under the threat of life and death, these guys with ulterior motives can put aside their prejudices and unite together.

Even if it's temporary.

But no matter what, this is a good start after all. The old order and cohesion will collapse in the coming storm, and new order and cohesion will also be formed in this process.

Not only that, there is also the faith that I long for.

Of course, he did not deny that that was what he himself desired.

Floating beside Luo Yan's shoulder, he tilted his abstract head leisurely and spoke with a look of doubt and worry.

"Master Demon, do you... really know how to remove the great barrier?"

The corners of Luo Yan's mouth rose slightly.

"Why, they all believed me, but you doubted me?"

"I, I, I'm not doubting you, but you didn't mention this matter at all?" Flying back and forth beside Luo Yan, Youyou explained in a panic, "If the great barrier is not lifted after three days...what should we do then?"

"What should we do? Let's think of another way."

Ah this...

Youyou was stunned.

Although there is no mirror here and Youyou's face cannot be seen, Luo Yan can roughly guess the expression on that abstract face at this moment.

It doesn’t matter if you guess wrong.

Anyway, he has the final say on what that expression means.

Luo Yan smiled faintly and continued in a calm tone.

"In fact, removing the great barrier is not as complicated as you think. You have read Gutaf's diary. That guy seems to be meticulous, but he is actually a very sloppy person."

Although Gutaf did not have the time to write down the principles of the great barrier in his diary, that diary entry had already portrayed his portrait vividly enough.

In other words, even if Luo Yan didn't click on the "attachment" of the log, he could guess what was written in it.

"…As long as you understand a person's character, experience and thinking patterns, it is not difficult to analyze his inevitable behavior in a specific situation."

Based on Gutaf's understanding of the power of faith, that guy probably imagined it as something like fuel.

This can be seen not only from his attitude towards the soul, but also from the description of "Qi" in the practice method of the "Dragon God Sect".

"...Gutaf's understanding of the soul, faith, and even the world are all based on the concept of 'things'. So I guess the great barrier he created is likely to use a similar principle."

How to make the best use of things?

Only great force can create miracles!
Why should we force all the descendants who have spread out over the past few decades back into the womb of seven million square kilometers?
Of course, it is also to make miracles happen with great force!
This is easy to handle.

In fact, after reading Gutav's diary, Luo Yan was analyzing him while also reflecting on himself - whether he was too obsessed with the nine-year compulsory education, and led Miranda astray with the atomic theory that was still too advanced for this world.

Maybe it's not necessarily a particle.

After all, who can guarantee that their accidentally discovered "Mie particles" are not the response of the "supernatural power" floating in the universe to "their thoughts" at the microscopic level?

This is all bad.

Looking at Luo Yan who looked confident of victory, Youyou tilted her head in confusion and spoke in a tone that seemed to understand.

"So what you mean is... you have seen through Gutav's choice? But what should we do specifically?"

Luo Yan did not explain, but just raised a playful smile at the corner of his mouth.

"You will soon understand...why I want to compress the migration into these three short days instead of this time next year."

His gaze once again turned to the distance, across the ruins of Assam City and the tranquil holy lake, looking at the mountains that seemed connected to the sun.

The Lizardmen of Janna will once again witness the changes that happened thousands of years ago on their way to the Stairway to the Sun Mountains and the Central Desert.

They will gather everyone's thoughts during the seven-day doomsday, and they will pray devoutly amidst the vast natural disaster.

The karma accumulated by tens of millions of Lizardmen will be added together, and their thoughts will turn into invisible "heart spears", completely breaking through the high walls built by their ancestors thousands of years ago with the same karma!

That will be a devastating force.

Even the unbreakable warp will tremble in front of these insects.

Wait until the dark clouds cover the sky and the earth again.

Wait until the mountains once again transform into churning pythons.

Wait for the well to gush out black mud again.

Wait till everything clears up.

The barrier will be broken.

The flesh cut by the knife will heal again, and this isolated island of land will return to its original position...

(End of this chapter)