The Demon King is unfathomable

Chapter 310 The Big Fish Hooked

At the same time when the Demon King’s back disappeared from the sight of everyone in Longxing Tianxia, ​​a discussion about “the Demon King’s appearance on the planet Kao” was rapidly heating up on the official forum of “Disaster OL”.

At first, only a few players posted messages saying that when they were killing monsters in the nameless wasteland, they saw a figure in a black robe in the distance.

The man killed the terrifying Chaos beast with just a wave of his hand, and was often followed by an imposing army of Undead.

The attentive people on the forum quickly recognized the man's identity.

This person is none other than the monarch of the Great Cemetery—their respected Demon King!

Unexpectedly, the camp BOSS would personally jump out to help him save the situation. The group of players who were favored by the Demon King were flattered and exclaimed that it was incredible.

Soon, more and more witnesses came forward, and the number of posts in the forum exploded.

Professional digging up ancestral graves: "Brothers! I took a picture of the Demon King!"

Super Seal: "Get lost! Who wants to see that shit? I want to see Sarah! (Sex)"

Rainbow Cheese: "I want Sarah to look at me like I'm trash! (Sex)"

Gou Shi: "This is against the will of heaven, brother. (Frightened)"

Professional ancestral grave digger: "Oh my god! Where's my photo? It was there just now?!"

Cemetery Mummy: "Is there anyone with a big brain who can analyze what the Demon King's appearance on Planet Kao at this time means?!"

Please give it a more normal name: "Is there any need for analysis? The next expansion will definitely take place on the planet Kao!"

Go to the dock to deal with some seagulls: "Go brothers!"

Turtle School Immortal: "Analysis Post: Speculation on the location where Lord Luo Yan will attack! Which piece of wasteland is the best place to ambush the BOSS!"

The storm of the B01 version update has not yet subsided, and a new storm has been set off among the players of "Cataclysm OL".

Some people excitedly speculate that the next expansion pack is very likely to be set on the planet Chaos, and will usher in a new round of war between the forces of chaos and the devil.

Some people also smelled an opportunity, believing that the appearance of Lord Luo Yan indicated that a new war was about to come, and it was a perfect opportunity to seize resources and plan for the future in advance.

All of a sudden, a large number of professional combat players began to take action.

[Transfer Announcement], [Recruitment of Kao Planet Strategy Team], [Establishment of Wasteland Hunter Team]... various posts emerged one after another.

The atmosphere in the entire official website forum, from the tactical discussion area to the resource sharing area, became extremely heated.

More and more adventurers, undead, skeletons, and ratmen players bid farewell to the Janna continent, which was still restoring peace, and boarded the teleportation array to the front line of the planet Kao with their own luggage and ambitions.

——The great migration of battle maniacs has begun!
And all of this just happened to be what Luo Yan wanted.

In his opinion, the situation on the Janna continent has basically stabilized. Continuing to allow a large number of combat players to stay there will only result in a waste of resources and may even cause unnecessary conflicts and chaos.

It would be better to guide these energetic and blood-hungry undead legions to the planet Kao.

This desolate, chaotic and war-torn world is perfect for these battle maniacs.

The players' unique position between artifacts and God's Chosen makes it difficult for them to be seduced by the belief in the Flame of Destruction...

……

On the other side, the continent of Janna.

The early morning sea breeze swept across the shallows outside Deadwood Harbor with a moist coolness. In the gray sky, only a few faint rays of sunlight penetrated the clouds and fell on the old watchtower.

The militiaman standing on the tower yawned and was about to cover his eyes with his hat to take a nap when he suddenly saw the shadow of a sail passing by on the sea.

He was stunned for a moment, then rubbed his eyes and looked at the sea again.

One ship, two ships…twenty ships.

Damn it? ?
He was stunned.

Then he suddenly stood up from the chair and shouted to the bell ringer who was dozing off at the foot of the tower. Soon, the sound of bells rang out near the watchtower.

"What happened?" John, an old man who was drying his fishing nets, squinted his eyes and looked towards the horizon, but he could not see anything due to the height.

At this time, a young sailor ran over from the direction of the dock, waving his arms excitedly and shouting loudly to the people on the shore.

"To the east! On the sea! There are many big ships coming!"

"Ship?" Old John was stunned for a moment, his face changed slightly, and he muttered to himself, "It can't be pirates..."

The other fisherman squatting nearby rolled his eyes.

"Are you stupid?! When did pirates have a fleet?!"

Then someone else laughed.

"Who would rob this godforsaken place?"

Old John touched the back of his head embarrassedly.

It seems to be the same...

More and more residents flocked to the pier, and the crowd gathered on the shore, looking at the distant horizon.

On the wave-filled sea, columns of black smoke rose into the sky, and a huge and majestic ship slowly emerged.

That's the Imperial Fleet!
The towering white sails and the upturned bows of the ships looked like city walls standing on the sea. The most eye-catching thing were the chimneys spewing steam, which looked like a fortress with smoke rising from afar.

"The flag of the empire! Did you see it? That golden eagle!" someone shouted excitedly.

"The Imperials are finally here? Can we go home now?" A weather-beaten woman eagerly grasped the arm of the person next to her, her eyes full of anticipation.

"Go home? Do you think the Imperials will send you back for free?" A dockworker not far away laughed sarcastically and said sourly, "Be careful, they are just here to collect taxes."

This was true for much of the rest of the New World, to which the Empire was primarily responsible for exporting wars and taxes.

Only these bumpkins who have just left the Old World would be so fond of the Empire that they would want to lick the Emperor's dermatitis.

but--

Who wants the subjects of the empire to be the majority here?

His complaints were insignificant and were quickly drowned out by the louder voices.

"I heard that the Empire has a very good relationship with the Lord here, Baron Teach..." a well-informed young immigrant said in a low voice, "Maybe they really are here to help us!"

The noisy conversations among the crowd continued.

In general, most people were very happy, except for the sailors on the Traveler who first arrived here who had some concerns in their hearts.

People exchanged excited and expectant glances with each other, and made the sign of the cross on their chests to thank Saint Sith for his help.

Saint Sith above——

You have not forgotten your devout believers!

Their prayers these days were worth it!

At this moment, Captain Kedesen, who had rushed to the top of the watchtower, was holding the monocular telescope tightly, and his heartbeat involuntarily quickened.

He had known a week in advance that General Hamelton of Fort St. Il was coming, but he did not expect that the respected general would bring all the warships of Fort St. Il over.

What is this for? !

Kaidesen's thoughts raced quickly, and he found the "correct answer" in less than half a minute.

no doubt--

This is to support the respected Prince Colin!

In order to intimidate the United Kingdom of Gutaf behind the Stairway to the Sun Mountains!

The generals of the empire must make it clear to those long-tailed reptiles that behind Prince Colin stands an empire that they cannot afford to offend!
This is the only explanation!

Otherwise, he could just bring one ship over, why would he bring the entire fleet? !
"Quick! Get ready to welcome our distinguished guests!" Kaedsen shouted excitedly, and ordered his men waiting at the bottom of the ladder, "Change into clean clothes! No matter what, we must present Deadwood Harbor in its best possible light!"

As the residents watched excitedly, a completely different atmosphere filled the fortress on the hill near Deadwood Harbor.

Baron Teach looked pale and paced nervously in the camp, with beads of sweat on his forehead rolling down his temples.

"Why did the Imperial fleet arrive so quickly? What should we do?"

Unlike Teach, Lumir on the side seemed much calmer.

He patted Tikki's shoulder gently and spoke calmly.

"Your Excellency the Baron, please calm down. I have already notified His Royal Highness the Prince through special channels. I believe I will get a response soon."

Tikki stared anxiously in the direction of the coast, muttering to himself.

"Are you sure? Lumire, this is no small matter! If we mess it up, both of us will lose our heads!"

Lumier smiled faintly, his eyes firm and confident: "Don't worry, everything is under the control of the Demon King."

At the same time, the fleet on the sea slowly approached, heading towards the Deadwood Port like a group of sea beasts forming a formation.

The Tide Tribe lizardmen who were lurking behind a reef not far from Deadwood Harbor and chasing a school of fish happened to see the warships, and their scaly faces were all filled with solemn expressions.

"They are here as expected..." A Tide Tribe Lizardman muttered to himself, exchanged glances with his companion next to him, then turned around and dived into the waves.

They need to bring the information back to the tribe immediately—

Then inform the chiefs of the United Kingdom through the chief!

At the same time, on the deck of the flagship, General Hamelton, dressed in his best attire, was gazing at the distant harbor with high spirits.

The situation here was beyond his expectations.

When he saw the report submitted by Captain Derek, he thought there was only a small village with a population of no more than a hundred people.

But now it seems that Derek's estimate was conservative.

There are at least five or six hundred people here.

Maybe there are more living out of sight!

Captain Derek stood beside him, slowly lowered the telescope in his hand, and spoke in a voice with a hint of disbelief.

"It's unbelievable... I was away for less than a month, and this harbor has changed so much."

"Oh?" General Hamelton looked back at him and asked with a smile, "What was it like when you left?"

Derek thought for a moment and then spoke.

"It was much more dilapidated and desolate than it is now...and there seemed to be far fewer people than there are now." General Hamelton did not find it strange.

Firstly, he had never seen what Deadwood Port looked like before, and secondly, he had seen many ports that were more prosperous than this one.

Looking at Derek who was frowning in thought, he smiled and patted him on the shoulder.

"I've read your report. You mentioned in your report that some residents of Deadwood Port fled to the nearby mountains to avoid the tsunami. Maybe those people have returned."

Is it?

Derek always felt that it wasn't that simple, but he couldn't think of a better explanation for a while, so he could only shrug his shoulders lightly.

"maybe."

In fact, this matter is not that important and it has nothing to do with him.

They came here to seek cooperation with Prince Colin, and by the way, to test the strength of the United Kingdom of Gutaf to see whether they are worth winning over and how much it is worth paying to win them over.

Standing not far away, General Hamelton's adjutant was writing and drawing in his notebook, recording his observations.

Soon, the fleet stopped in the shallow sea outside the port, then lowered a number of landing dinghies and rowed towards the port that looked like a small fishing village.

The distance of several hundred meters was quickly covered.

The moment General Hamelton stepped onto the dock, the crowd burst into warm cheers, and the loud shouts and applause almost shook the entire port.

"Long live the Empire!"

"Long live Saint-Sis!"

"Praise the Emperor! You finally remembered us!"

The moment General Hamelton stepped onto the dock, the crowd burst into warm cheers, and the loud shouts and applause almost shook the entire port.

The soldiers who landed on the coast quickly lined up on both sides, carrying muskets and holding high the flags with the imperial golden eagle emblem, forming a solemn avenue of honor for their general.

With a gracious smile on his face, Hamilton raised his hand to signal to the crowd, walked down the steps calmly, and slowly scanned the simple yet vibrant port.

He noticed that there were large quantities of wood and stones piled up in the port, and there were sheds under construction and newly built warehouses everywhere. The workers were busy at work, presenting a thriving scene.

This made Hamelton feel quite relieved.

He originally thought that this was just a poor place where the downtrodden gathered, but now it seems that the vitality and development prospects here are far better than he expected.

perhaps--

I should help them, at least repair the dock here.

Transporting food by sampan is too inefficient.

At least ten cargo ships with a displacement of 3,000 tons must be able to dock here at the same time in order to hope to support the route that meets the food needs of St. Ilburg.

Hamelton thought silently in his mind, and at the same time ordered the adjutant beside him to take note of the matter and make a decision after he had finished talking with Prince Colin.

Just as he was about to walk towards the port, a middle-aged man in a badly worn black suit, who was obviously a businessman in distress, hurriedly squeezed out of the crowd.

"General! Please wait!"

He bowed deeply to Hamelton, who had stopped, and his tone was full of pleading.

"Dear General, my name is Arnold. I was the captain of the merchant ship 'Silver Shark'. I have been stranded here for a long time after encountering a shipwreck! Please, for the sake of being a fellow citizen of the Empire, take us with you when you leave!"

The baron here is just like a pirate. He has only been living here for less than half a month, but the silver coins in his pocket are almost empty!

As soon as he finished speaking, the other merchants and sailors who were still hesitating came forward and pleaded in unison.

"General, please have mercy!"

"As long as we can get away from here, we can go to St. Ilburg!"

What do you mean we can go to St. Ilburg?
Can you also go to important military sites?
Who knows if you are believers of the devil!
Hamelton frowned. Although he was impatient with these selfish businessmen, he still maintained his decency and did not directly reject them.

He raised his hand gently, signaling the crowd to gradually quiet down, and then said in a gentle tone:

"My fellow citizens, I understand your anxiety and want to help you. But the situation in Saint Ilburg is very difficult. Due to the tsunami, most of the supplies have been cut off. The current situation is very grim. I am afraid it is difficult for me to take care of you."

There was a sigh of disappointment from the crowd, but Arnold still refused to give up and continued speaking with hope on his face.

"General, even if we don't go to Fort Saint-Il, just send us to the nearby port! We can find a way ourselves..."

If only I could get out of this damn place!
Hamelton sighed softly and his expression became more serious.

"That's exactly the second thing I want to tell you! Not only you, but the ports in the nearby coastal areas have also suffered serious damage. The situation in those places is even worse than here now. Deadwood Port is at least still under construction, but many other ports have been abandoned and can't even guarantee clean fresh water."

He didn't know the situation in other ports and basically referred to the situation in the Port of Saldo.

As for why I say this...

joke.

That was a tsunami that affected the entire coast of the vast ocean!

I'm afraid that only the ports along the North Sea and the Whirlpool Sea were spared. It is said that even the ports on the west coast of the empire have been affected.

If he gives in now, he will probably have to bring a bunch of burdens with him wherever he goes in the future.

He came here to solve the supply problem in the eastern coastal areas, not to cause trouble for himself.

After hearing these words, the crowd fell silent, especially the merchants and captains, whose eyes were filled with loss and confusion.

General Hamelton had no reason to lie to them.

If this is true, it is impossible to leave here in the short term. We can only wait for merchant ships from the Old World...

"What can I do..." a young sailor complained in a frustrated voice, "The prices in Deadwood Port are so high, life is really hard."

Although his voice was low, it was particularly clear in the quiet air and resonated with some people for a moment.

"Yeah, a bag of wheat flour costs six silver coins! Those are silver coins! This is too much!"

"I live in a shabby house, and the rent every month takes up half of my income..."

Listening to the residents' complaints, Hamelton softened, his tone revealing a hint of helplessness and genuine concern.

"Everyone, I understand your difficulties. But I still have to tell you that the situation in Deadwood Port is not an exception. Now the entire New World is in the same predicament! This tsunami has destroyed countless towns and farmlands. Material shortages and soaring prices can be seen almost everywhere... You are not the only one facing this situation."

Hamelton paused, then continued with encouragement in his tone.

"All we can do now is to unite and work together to overcome this difficult time! I promise you that the Empire will never sit idly by and watch you go. As long as we work together, the current difficulties will eventually pass, and Deadwood Port will usher in its own prosperity and stability!"

His voice was loud and firm, bringing comfort and hope to people like the morning sea breeze. The residents gradually calmed down and cast trusting eyes towards Hamelton.

Although Captain Keldson had said something similar, this sentence had a different energy coming from the mouth of an imperial general.

After all, he is a general of the empire.

And it is the most competitive navy!
Only these brave young men have never lost a war in the past thousand years!
Looking at the imperial subjects who finally calmed down, Hamelton breathed a sigh of relief. If they insisted on getting on board, it would be quite troublesome.

But then again——

How much does wheat flour generally cost in the New World?

General Hamelton, who had never paid attention to such things, was about to ask the quartermaster beside him, but an enthusiastic voice suddenly came through the crowd and interrupted his thoughts again.

"General, welcome to Deadwood Harbor!"

Governor Captain Kedesen squeezed out of the crowd with excitement on his face and walked towards Hamelton at a brisk pace, almost at a trot.

Hamelton looked at him, hesitating slightly.

"you are?"

"Kedson! The Governor of Deadwood Port appointed by Baron Titch Kosia! Responsible for the reconstruction of this place and the resettlement of the residents!"

Kaidsen said this with a flushed face, shook General Hamelton's right hand solemnly, and made a gesture of invitation towards the dirt road on the side.

"On behalf of all the residents of Deadwood Harbor, I extend my warmest welcome and gratitude to you! In addition, Baron Teach has prepared a welcome banquet for you! Please follow me!"

Hearing the baron's invitation, General Hamelton immediately showed an expression of importance, cleared his throat and spoke.

"Then take me there quickly, and don't keep His Excellency the Baron waiting too long... In addition, I would like to extend my greetings to you on behalf of the garrison of Saint Ilburg, as well as to the respected Prince Colin."

Seeing General Hamelton's serious expression, Captain Kedesen became more certain of his guess and hid his ecstasy behind an enthusiastic smile.

really--

The identity of Prince Colin is even more complicated than he imagined!
He took a deep breath, bowed his head and wanted to kiss the boots.

"Yes, sir! I'll take you there right away!"

Meanwhile, in the fortress on the hill, Baron Teach, also dressed in his best attire, looked like a clown about to perform on stage.

The silver cane in his hand was shaking slightly. He looked at Lumire in front of him with a sad face, and his smile was uglier than crying.

"Are you sure? I, I'll go meet him?"

Lumiel said without hesitation.

"It will take some time for the Demon King to come back. Your mission is to hold him back. Just agree to the conditions as long as they are beneficial to us. We can talk about whether you can complete it later."

If you can’t finish it, blame it on hell.

Anyway, the devil from hell is coming soon... It is said that the devil coming is also a very powerful one, and a high-level devil from the Demon City.

Teach swallowed.

"I have to remind you that this guy is not an ordinary person... Those captains and sailors are all leeks, but he has seen and tasted it before, so I'm afraid he won't be so easy to fool."

From his perspective, that guy must have a good family background, but he just didn't inherit the title. In this case, he was either the second son of a big family, or the old man in the family was still alive.

No matter which situation it is, it’s not so easy to fool!
However, after hearing what Teach said, Lumir showed a playful smile on his face.

Not easy to cheat?
When did the Demon King ever say he would lie to him?
not to mention--

"Who told you that you don't need to be a leek if you've tasted and seen it?"

Not giving Teach a chance to retort, he said in an unarguable voice.

"Don't think too much. Just say the lines I teach you later."

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(Thanks to the leader of "Lotus Street" for the reward!!!)
(End of this chapter)