The Demon King is unfathomable

Chapter 293 The Demonic City is Shocked!

Hell, Demon City, the meditation room of the central temple.

The netherworld fire flickered in the empty hall, reflecting the intricate and eerie relief murals on the granite walls—an endless army of skeletons was fighting a giant dragon that was spewing flames, and behind the dragon were endless humans, dwarves, elves, and lizardmen that no one cared about now.

Sitting on the granite chair in the meditation room, the Minister of Religion, Gorigo Soran, suddenly looked up, and a creepy light suddenly reflected in his hollow skull.

Just a moment ago, he sensed a familiar breath while meditating!

An inexplicable feeling of palpitations quietly crept into his heart, as if a chill rose from the deepest part of his soul, so that his soul fire shook uncontrollably.

That familiar smell——

It's the Dragon God!
You can’t go wrong!
but……

How can this be? !
Goligo sat there motionless, his silently burning soul fire seemed to be in a daze, slowly digesting the shocking fact.

At this moment, there was a sudden earth-shaking shake from under the entire temple, so that the solid granite walls let out a mournful cry under the weight, and the cast iron chandelier hanging from the ceiling swung like a swing.

Geligo subconsciously grabbed the armrests on both sides of the chair, and a crisp "cracking" sound came from under his pale and thin finger bones.

That was the sound of granite breaking.

As a demigod-level warrior and a religious minister of Hell, he shouldn't have been so panicked, but the memory of that aura was too deep, and the memory of fear was also imprinted in the depths of his soul fire...

So much so that even though a full thousand years had passed since then, he still remembered it vividly and could not forget it.

That was the first era a thousand years ago, when Hell had not yet been established and Hades had not yet fallen.

At that time, he was just a death singer in the Death Choir under the command of Hades, and the existence revered as the "Dragon God" was a being that even Hades had to temporarily avoid!

Goligo will never forget the ruins after the war of gods and his comrades who died in that battle.

If the all-powerful Dragon God had not suddenly disappeared, and took his countless subjects with him, bringing great chaos to the unstoppable Os Empire... I'm afraid that the shattered underworld wouldn't even have a trace of soul left, and the hell today wouldn't even exist.

Goligo stood up slowly, his bones creaking.

He looked up at the half-open dome of the temple high up, and felt that some kind of ancient power was being awakened, crossing the border of the world from afar - like a gradually awakening purple moon, slowly emerging on the sea.

"…The Dragon God is back?"

His voice was hoarse and hollow, yet filled with undisguised awe.

Unfortunately, he didn't know that his fearful memory had been awakened...

The Gutaf of that time no longer exists, or has become a "god in heaven".

And the one who remained in this world was just a little devil named "Taff"...

At this time, the heavy door of the meditation room was pushed open.

A temple guard wearing black iron armor walked quickly into the hall, knelt on one knee, and asked in a low voice:
"Sir, are you okay?"

Goligo lowered the trembling soul fire in his eyes and answered calmly:
"……fine."

His tone was as cold as ever, but there was an imperceptible repression hidden deep in his voice.

Then he slowly sat back on the granite chair, his decayed eyes looking out the door, and after a moment a low voice floated out of his skull.

"This was not a normal earthquake... the source of the shaking was above us, not from below us."

"Send an apostle to the surface to take a look."

"I need to know what's going on there."

The guard was stunned for a moment, then bowed his head and obeyed the order.

"clear."

The footsteps faded away, and the temple fell silent again.

Goligo did not speak again, but turned his head slightly and tapped the armrest of the chair with his bony fingers, as if he was thinking, or waiting.

A thousand years have passed.

After thousands of years of decadence, most of his old friends have left this world, and the only ones left are their grandchildren's grandchildren - a group of weak, incompetent and extremely corrupt guys who hold the power of hell.

These guys who have long forgotten the former glory of the underworld are not satisfied with destroying the traditions of the underworld, and have made the entire hell a mess. The demons are no longer like demons, the goblins are no longer like goblins, and the humans are no longer like humans... In short, nothing is right at all.

Fortunately, so did their opponents.

And because of their short lifespan, the Oss Empire declined faster, which allowed these descendants of the God of the Underworld to survive.

But that guy is different—

If the power of the Oss Empire can still be traced, then the Lizardmen led by the Dragon God are like a species that does not belong to this world!

They died one after another, and rushed forward again one after another. Although their supernatural powers were weak, their reproduction speed was extremely fast, and their ability to adapt to the environment was to an incredible level.

Not only that, those lizardmen can often take out some incredible magical devices to catch the extraordinary people who are far stronger than them off guard.

Compared to Lint Isaac who was born after the Empire, that guy is more like the "God of Machinery". After all, no one has been able to imitate what he created, and Isaac's steam engine has now spread everywhere.

However, compared with his other legends, the invention of the machine is just the least noteworthy episode in his many legends, so much so that not many people remember it today, or in the rumors, all the credit is attributed to that up-and-coming star.

That is completely different from the power of the God of Hades and the God of Light—

It was like He was not of this world!

Coligo prayed silently in his heart.

Hope is just an illusion.

In a thousand years, he simply couldn't imagine how powerful He and His followers would become...

……

In the Ankein family's manor, under the shadowy vine trellis in the backyard, black leaf tea is slowly emitting dense mist. The fragrance of tea is mixed with the scent of ancient wood, wet soil and rust, and it seems particularly quiet under the moonlight emitted from the amethyst dome.

Two extremely powerful figures in Demon City sat on either side of the tea table.

On one side is Asmon Ankein, the head of the Ankein family, the governor of the Magic City, and the chief minister among the six cabinet ministers.

Sitting opposite him was Kalamos Melusine - the head of the legendary succubus family, the head of the Magic City's spy agency, the current Minister of Intelligence and the only man in the entire Magic City that even Lady Serena was afraid of.

That feminine and handsome face and cascading long hair always make people mistake him for a noble lady. However, most people or demons who make such misunderstandings end up paying a heavy price.

Some say he is the devil's third eye.

But Ammons always felt that this eye was probably located at the back.

To the point that many times he didn't know how to deal with this nickname from his colleagues.

"Let me guess, what impolite thing are you thinking about." Karamos hooked the teacup with his index finger, took a sip of tea, and said casually.

Ammons denied it with a smile.

"Please don't misunderstand me, absolutely not... I can swear to the devil."

"According to my experience, only those who have something to hide will swear to the devil for no reason." Karamos looked at Ammons with a tense expression and smiled slightly.

Those captivating eyes were so powerful that even Ammons, who was also a demigod, did not dare to make direct contact with them. He could only cough lightly and speak.

"Well, Mr. Melusine, I suppose you didn't come to me for tea."

"you caught me."

Karamos smiled faintly.

However, just as he was about to say something, the porcelain on the table suddenly trembled without warning, followed by a tiny porcelain sound, and in less than a moment the entire tea table - and even the entire manor - began to shake.

The two looked up almost at the same time.

On one side was astonishment, on the other side was surprise.

"Such a strong subspace fluctuation." Karamos frowned slightly, his ears moved slightly, and he put the teacup in his hand back on the tray.

At the moment the teacup touched the tray, the entire manor seemed to stop shaking... as if the entire space was held down by the delicate and exquisite teacup and ceramic tray.

"It's in the direction of the vast ocean."

Asmon raised his head slightly and stared at the dome outside the manor. A faint purple light flickered in his pupils, and behind that purple light there was a look of astonishment.

"What did you see?" Karamos asked immediately.

Asmon did not answer immediately, but spoke slowly after a long while.

"The sky was torn apart, the sea rose up, and huge waves tens of meters - perhaps hundreds of meters high were raised on the windless sea surface. Whatever it was, it was not something that magic could do. At least I have never seen the Empire use it on the battlefield."

The garden was quiet for a long time.

"What on earth happened?" Karamos muttered to himself, his slender fingertips hovering above the tea lid, as if he was lost in thought.

"That's all I can see... The poor wretch who prayed to me is probably dead."

Asmon retracted the purple light in his pupils and his gaze fell on Karamos.

"The vast ocean belongs to the empire's sphere of influence. Isn't spying on the empire's intelligence what you are best at? Go and take a look."

Upon hearing this, Karamos showed a troubled expression, loosened his index finger that was hooked on the teacup, sighed softly and said.

"You've given me another difficult problem... There's an uninhabited ocean over there. I bet even the Empire is probably confused right now. Where can I get intelligence?"

Asmon took a sip of tea and said calmly, "I believe this won't be a problem for you... After all, you are the 'Third Eye of the Devil', aren't you?"

indeed.

Kalamos felt the same way.

Although this matter was a bit tricky for him, it was not without solution.

Especially just now, he suddenly thought of a name——

"I just happen to have a good candidate here."

Asmon raised his eyebrows in surprise, not expecting him to be so fast.

"Who?"

Kalamos smiled.

"Prince Colin."

"Are you talking about that guy Caesar?" Asmon was stunned for a moment, obviously mistaking him for the military minister of the Magic City, the iron-blooded old nobleman.

What does this have to do with him?
Karamos shook his head, a smile quietly hanging on his lips.

"No." He shook the teaspoon gently and said something intriguing in a melodious tone, "The Prince Colin I'm talking about is not our Prince Colin, but the one who is very popular in the empire recently - 'Prince Colin'."

Colin of the Empire?
Are there such nobles in the empire?

Asmon frowned slightly, then relaxed his brows.

"It seems that you have an idea in mind. I'll leave it to you."

……

On the other side, in a certain lecture hall at the Advanced Demon Academy, bright purple light shone through the glass window onto the podium, illuminating a slowly turning page of a magic book.

It's the time for a history lesson on spells.

The lecturer standing on the stage was a fire demon scholar who was so old that he was almost petrified. His voice was like the bursting of magma bubbles, and the saliva flying out of his mouth would occasionally wake up the drowsy students.

"...In the decisive battle between the underworld and the surface humans for the Blood Wasteland, a noble vampire noble turned the tide of the battle. It just so happens that the great-great-great-granddaughter of that gentleman is in this class, so let's invite her--"

As he spoke, he cast an expectant look at Vivian, who was sleeping with her eyes open.

There was no response for a long time.

Heiniweit quietly poked Vivian's arm. The sleeping Vivian looked up blankly. The crystal bubble hanging at the corner of her mouth burst with a "pop" sound, and she woke up.

As Prince Colin's beloved granddaughter, it was common for her to be flattered by her professors, especially in these unimportant marginal courses... and she had long been accustomed to it.

Anyway, even if she stood up and gave a random answer, or even described the dream she had just had, the old man on the podium would give her the standard answer.

However, it is different from usual——

Just as she pushed the chair away and stood up, a muffled "bang" sound came from outside the window, and then the entire classroom began to shake restlessly.

what's the situation? !

Vivian, who had just woken up, looked around blankly, not understanding what was going on.

The demons around were equally confused, but when they saw Vivian, they all showed understanding on their faces.

"Tsk, it's her again."

"Just one thousand years after Colin's ancestors defeated the human coalition on the surface, his great-great-great-granddaughter played a prank in the classroom... It's really a disgrace to the Colin family."

"Shh...be careful she hears you."

"Ha...ha! So what if you heard me? Let's fight in single combat if you dare!"

"But...you lost the fight last time."

"That was last time! This time it's definitely different!"

Hearing the chatter of these demons, Vivian tapped her dizzy head, frowned, and spoke impatiently:
"What are you arguing about? Do you want to fight?"

As soon as the words fell, the whole place fell silent.

Although all of the present here are high-level demons, this is the middle level after all, and the silver level is already a gifted talent...

This guy is not only a descendant of a general, but also has gold-level strength that makes him one of the top strongmen even in the advanced department.

Looking at Vivian baring her teeth and "threatening her classmates" in class, the professor standing on the podium probably felt embarrassed. He coughed heavily and said something weakly.

"Student Vivian...if you feel unwell, you can tell the teacher. There is no need to use this method..."

"Not feeling well? What do you mean?" Vivian frowned. "I'm fine!"

The professor closed his mouth subconsciously after being glared at, and the originally extinguished flame crystal began to burn again.

The classroom was still shaking.

Professor Flame Demon seemed to realize that this was not done by Vivian, but by some force outside the academy.

It's not just the Demonic High School.

The entire Demon City was involved, with a large number of demons flying in the sky, seemingly gathering towards the central temple.

At this time, footsteps were heard outside the classroom door, and an instructor wearing a dark uniform and a supervisory badge on his chest walked in quickly and said with a serious expression.

"Everyone is silent!"

Seeing the instructor standing at the door, Professor Enma finally breathed a sigh of relief and walked over with a dignified look on his face.

"What happened?"

"The school is also communicating with the outside world. This is not an ordinary earthquake, and it is said that the epicenter comes from above. I guess something big has happened..." Facing this full professor, the instructor immediately showed a respectful expression and lowered his voice, trying not to let the students hear.

However, although his voice was low enough, Vivian's ears were very good and she heard it immediately.

above?

The world of surface humans?
Isn't that... my brother's territory?
Vivian, who was originally drowsy, suddenly became alert and her expression changed.

Realizing the seriousness of the matter, Professor Yan Mo signaled the instructor to wait and turned back to the podium.

"Students, today's classes are over early... All of you should go back to your dormitories, do not run around on campus, and wait for notification from the Academic Affairs Office."

As soon as he finished speaking, the sound of pushing chairs spread, especially the little devil, who rushed out of the window and flew towards the cafeteria, howling.

Vivian took the lead, threw away the chair and walked out of the classroom quickly.

Seeing Vivian's unnatural expression, Heniwit put away her book and trotted after her, following her and asking with concern.

"Where are you going? In such a hurry."

"Go back to the dormitory and write a letter!"

"…For your brother again?"

"Ok!"

Vivian nodded generously in acknowledgement, but then asked in confusion.

"how do you know?"

Looking at the confused Vivian, Heniwit sighed and smiled helplessly.

"Your concern is written all over your face... Go now."

……

On the other side, in the Demon King Management Department, the corridor was empty. The only sound in the office was the swish of papers and quills. Several civil servants from Hell were trying hard to pretend that they were busy.

Although something serious seemed to have happened outside, so much so that even the Central Temple was alarmed, this had nothing to do with the Demon King Management Department, a marginal department under the Ministry of Internal Affairs.

Their only job is to convince the elders in the parliament that they play a vital role in maintaining the connection between the Demon Lord's Territory and the Demon City, and that this department with a long history must not be cut off.

And shortly after the earthquake stopped, a series of "thump thump" sounds of high heels stepping on the ground suddenly came from the other end of the corridor, as rapid as a jog.

Who is so ungraceful?

A slow-moving nightmare frowned and glanced out the window curiously.

The moment she saw that face, she immediately retracted her neck and returned to her workstation upright.

Mia Padrich!

No wonder!
The thump thump sound was so rhythmic, like the beat of a symphony...she couldn't help but hum along.

Mia didn't know what her colleagues were planning to do to her. She was in a state of confusion and rushed into the corridor outside the teleportation room with great momentum, heading straight towards the teleportation array.

The demons standing outside the corridor waiting for their turn to be in the teleportation array made way for them one after another, with a look of astonishment on their faces, and they did not dare to show any dissatisfaction even when they were cut in line.

"Ms. Mia! Miss Mia—!"

Deputy Director Green followed closely behind, his hair disheveled and with no regard for decency or elegance.

"Please calm down! The surface world is huge. Even if something happens, it may not affect the Demon King's Territory far away in Thunder County!"

Mia didn't even turn her head, nor could she hear what he was saying. She walked quickly forward while saying this coldly.

"I'm going to take a look!"

There was no reply for seven whole days.

If it was normal, she would just think Luo Yan was busy and wait for him. But she lost contact at this critical moment... She couldn't help but panic!

As a member of the Padrich family, she knew much more than the average citizen of Magic City.

It is said that violent subspace fluctuations occurred on the sea surface, and huge waves hundreds of meters high swept across the coastline of the entire earth!
She had never studied the map of the human world, but she knew that Thunder County was right on the coast!

When she thought about Luo Yan's maze being soaked in sea water, she became so anxious that she wanted to stamp her feet.

"This is against the rules!" Green stamped his feet anxiously and said, "Besides...if something really happens over there, wouldn't you be causing trouble for Mr. Luo Yan if you go there now?"

He knew that the rules were not the point at all. The point was that if something happened to the daughter of the Padrich family, and it was because of his dereliction of duty... Mr. Festing would definitely skin him alive!
No rules needed!

After all, it’s one of the rules!

Mia paused, a trace of sadness and regret flashed in her eyes, and she bit her slightly trembling lips.

Like most women who are overwhelmed with emotion, she only heard the words "What really happened" in the whole sentence, and all other key information was omitted.

"If that's the case... I..."

"Don't ever say 'You can't live without me'."

A gentle and somewhat teasing voice sounded at the door of the transport room.

Mia turned back sharply.

Luo Yan was standing there, wearing a dusty robe, looking into her eyes with a smile on his face.

He had just walked out of the teleportation array, and the residual magic power on his body had not yet completely dissipated.

"Luo Yan!"

Mia was stunned for two seconds, then rushed forward excitedly. Only when she reached in front of him did she stop, turned her head away with a red face, hiding her embarrassed expression.

It's completely redundant.

Through her burning earlobes and neck, Luo Yan could see her worry clearly.

"Are you...are you okay?" Mia whispered.

Green looked at Luo Yan with gratitude, his face full of thankfulness, and he wanted to kowtow to him.

Giving Senior Green an expression that said "leave it to me", Luo Yan straightened his sleeves and replied with a chuckle, "As you can see, I'm in great shape."

His calm appearance completely relaxed Mia's tense heart.

She then continued to ask.

"What's going on out there? Do you know? I heard it seems to be related to the Warp... Is it Chaos again? They're not targeting you, are they?"

Luo Yan had a subtle expression.

Rather than saying he knew, it would be better to say that he did it...

of course.

He would definitely not report the true situation to the Magic City, especially the part about "Tafu".

"I was just about to report this matter...but this is not the place to talk, let's go talk somewhere else."

(End of this chapter)