Kobold Wizard's Journal

Chapter 495 The World and the Stumble

Luger had been trembling along with the demons around him in various scenarios, the only difference being the magnitude of the trembling—whether it was his calves shaking first or his shoulders. But at this moment, facing that sweet smile, Luger realized the difference. You can never truly understand the terror without facing it head-on and witnessing it firsthand.

Horror is not necessarily ugly.

The words suddenly popped into Luger's mind, and he slowly turned to look at Mahama.

Actually, he wasn't too worried about whether the guy could answer anything. This big guy was just burly, not brain-filled with fists.

The real worry and crisis come from this smiling but unpredictable demon lord, not from any answers.

Upon closer reflection, she hadn't actually stated the rules for asking the question. After one person answered, would the others have another chance to answer? Did those who didn't give an answer have to die? Everything that seemed illogical was actually logical.

Because this is her, a demon lord with a melodious voice and a sweet smile.

A demon is a demon, no matter what else, no matter how high its level or how strong its wisdom, the size of its fist still determines the principles and reason, even if it was just a moment ago proclaiming that it values ​​wisdom.

The beautiful demon lord seemed to be deliberately teasing the demons, pausing for a moment.

They all looked so apprehensive.

She eventually pointed to Mahama's conspicuously large figure.

“Strong and intelligent, you answer my question: what is missing here…” the succubus lord said slowly.

The voice was still melodious, but it made the demons, except for Mahama, just as nervous.

"My lord, it's the left arm..."

Mahama spoke in a deep voice, speaking in an Abyss accent that was slightly different from Luger's.

In Luger's opinion, the succubus lord and the red-skinned demon's Abyss language had a very authentic accent, without so many strange sounds, completely different from other demons, even more authentic than that strange old demon.

The succubus lord chuckled, seemingly quite satisfied with the big guy's answer.

The demons all breathed a sigh of relief.

Pfft!
A demon fell.

The beautiful lord withdrew her raised hand.

“Your answer is very good, I’m quite satisfied, so I’ll let another ugly fellow take your place,” the succubus lord said with a smile.

That smile seemed to say, "Look at what a wise and reasonable lord this is, a true demon full of wisdom."

A series of clattering sounds rang out incessantly.

Luger glanced to the side and saw the teeth of the two-headed demon's mouths clashing together.

As if startled by Ruger's gaze, the two-headed demon immediately stopped making a racket.

The old demon beside him kept his head bowed the whole time. When Ruger saw him, he thought about the conversation and gradually understood something.

The old demon was weak, behaved strangely, and was very old. These contradictions, combined with the conversations at the poolside, in the skull area, make sense. This weak old demon did not grow old in the abyss, but in a place where even a weak demon could live to old age. The old demon should have spent most of his life in that place, or at least not wandered in the abyss.

As for the doubts from the outside world, the old demon could simply bring up that Gordon family from some abyss layer again, and that he was injured and swept into the rift to come here. He had used this excuse before.

Footsteps sounded; the succubus lord had already gone far away, seemingly having lost interest in teasing them.

The heartbeats of the demons also slowed down.

Ruge and Mahama exchanged a glance and continued to follow behind.

Soon, we arrived at the end of the passage.

That is, the only arm of this giant creature's remains, tilted downwards at its end.

“You know what? Back then, a human helped me find this place, a wizard. This is a gift from him,” the succubus lord said softly. “He only came here to explore this battlefield of flesh and blood. I was just the weakest succubus, and he gave me this discovery… I was the first demon to come here, and this should all have been mine… An interesting wizard, an interesting human, he even proposed to me. Interestingly, there really is such a word in the Abyss language. He said he could use a pet contract to take me to the great underground world…”

What's at the end of the arm? Naturally, it's the palm, or something like a hoof.

Ruger carefully observed his surroundings, a slight thought stirring within him.

The demon lord's words were slightly different from what he had guessed. He had thought that this big guy had just died and transformed into several demons who had devoured his flesh and blood. Now it seemed that it was an ancient skeleton that had become one with the earth, and these guys had come down and gnawed on some of the remaining flesh and blood.

The skeleton had become one with the earth. Judging from the end of this cave, this big guy must have died with his fist clenched.

Luger looked at the succubus lord.

This guy was already in a bad mood, seemingly without hope, so he had no interest in this bloody battlefield. His mood fluctuated, and now, seeing this, he recalled the past and said these words with a sigh. Ruger felt that this guy was going to kill a demon again.

"This is it. They didn't know there was a cave entrance left by a wizard's magic, which allowed me to escape... They were originally guardians he left for me. He said that if I became too powerful, it would be difficult to take me to the underground world, so he let those guys share the flesh and blood here with me. The only remaining flesh and blood on this skeleton... is the five fingers clenched tightly here..."

The succubus lord stroked the wall and looked up at the top of the cave.

Ruger raised an eyebrow. As she recalled, it seemed to be a jumble of events that were difficult for others to sort out. She just wanted a few listeners to confide in, not to explain anything to them.

As the succubus lord slowly wandered through the cave, he unknowingly found himself behind a group of demons. Mahama was in the middle of a group of demons; it wasn't that he wasn't clever enough, but rather that he was too big, so his efforts were barely worthwhile.

"Unfortunately, he hasn't shown up yet. He said he would return soon, but hundreds of years have passed... thousands of years have passed. The crystal clock he gave me is broken, and those guys have long forgotten his orders, baring their fangs at me... and still dreaming of becoming the laughable Lord of the Abyss..."

The succubus stroked a bone on the wall and looked back at them.

"He once said that in the distant past, the moment the wizards stopped conquering the worlds large and small in the many realms, the powerful wizards had already come to a conclusion: the world had turned in a new direction, and the powerful abyss that could descend upon many worlds was unavoidable. The underground world would be the only hope," the succubus lord said softly, changing the subject.

The beautiful words uttered almost made Luger stumble as he was taking a step.

(End of this chapter)