Throne of Gods: Divine thunder descends, and the Qilin descends upon the world!

Chapter 110 The Eighth-Order Moon Demon's Little Brother Who Wants to Improve

How did you know who I am?

The lightning in Yuehui's hands did not dissipate; instead, it became even more violent.

Hardy raised his head, his eyes gleaming with fanaticism: "Young clan leader, besides the clan leader's successor, who can summon the Moon Demon Pillar?"

He lowered his voice, "Moreover, as a member of the Moon Demon Clan, the extraordinary phenomenon of stealing the sky and changing the moon that day was clearly the young clan leader's Moon Demon talent!"

Yuehui frowned, his eyes flashing with murderous intent.

This Moon Demon, who knows too many secrets, must not be allowed to live.

But when she heard what he said next, Yuehui was a little confused.

"Young clan leader, you've come here on the orders of the clan leader, haven't you?"

Hardy continued excitedly, "That must be it! The dwarves are ancient masters of forging; if we could obtain their legacy..."

His voice trembled with excitement: "The strength of my Moon Demon Clan will surely increase greatly, and we may even surpass the Heaven-Defying Demon Dragon Clan!"

"Young clan leader, am I right?" Hadi looked up eagerly.

Upon hearing this, Yuehui fell silent.

(So ​​the Moon Demons...are they all traitors?)

(So ​​this is an instinct etched in our blood. Father, I misunderstood you.)
Moonlight slowly lowered the Thousand Machine Staff, and the lightning around her gradually subsided.

He feigned seriousness and said, "I didn't expect you to see through me."

As he spoke, he took off the crescent ring from his left hand.

In an instant, the pure aura of the Moon Demon surged forth like a tide, and the noble bloodline pressure spread out.

Hardy remained kneeling on one knee, his right hand on his chest, his head bowed until it was level with his chest.

"Young Chieftain, I humbly beg your forgiveness for Hadi's offense at Zhennan Pass. Please allow me to atone for my sins through meritorious service."

Moonlight squinted slightly, tapping the Thousand Machine Staff rhythmically with her fingertips.

"Alright, I'll give you that chance." His voice was deep. "Tell me, which demons have come to the secret realm this time?"

Hardy immediately replied respectfully, "Reporting to the young patriarch, there were six eighth-tier powerhouses who entered the secret realm this time. Besides me, there was a Star Demon who was already killed by the young patriarch, a Demon Clan member, a Bear Demon Clan member, a Yak Clan member, and..."

He lowered his voice, "A heaven-defying demonic dragon. In addition, there are twenty-six seventh-tier demons, three of whom stayed behind to guard the gate, so twenty-three actually entered."

(This largely matches the intelligence gathered by Cai'er.)

Just as Moonbeam was plotting how to wipe out these demons in one fell swoop, Hardy volunteered: "Young clan leader, should I lure them out?"

Yuehui's gaze sharpened: "Do you know what would happen if things were exposed?"

"For the great cause of the Moon Demon Clan, I would gladly die a thousand deaths!" Hardy straightened his back and said righteously, "I only ask that after the mission is accomplished, the young clan leader grant me a place in the personal guard."

Upon hearing this, Yuehui's eyes flashed with surprise as she carefully examined the Moon Demon kneeling on one knee before her.

(Do you really want to improve that much?)
"Granted." He tapped his staff lightly with his fingertip. "What are your specific plans?"

Hardy immediately lowered his voice: "I can pretend to have discovered a treasure, but it requires the combined efforts of many to open. We'll lure them in one by one, and the young chieftain only needs to wait and watch."

He then made a throat-slitting gesture.

(That's quite interesting.)

Yuehui raised his eyebrows slightly, and a dangerous smile unconsciously curved his lips: "Then... we'll do it your way."

"I'll make the arrangements right away!" Hardy said excitedly, clasping his hands in a fist salute.

……

Meanwhile, in another space—

Long Haochen appeared in an ancient smelting room.

Inside the dimly lit room, a huge furnace stood silently, its chamber filled with ashes.

Piles of weathered ore were scattered all around, their surfaces covered with honeycomb-like corrosion marks. Neatly stacked metal ingots in the corner were already oxidized and covered with mottled rust.

He didn't act rashly, but quickly disappeared into the shadows of the ore pile. Only when the Eternal Melody on his chest began to glow faintly did he release Cai'er and her five companions.

As soon as Cai'er appeared, her eyes quickly scanned the surroundings: "Where's Yuehui?"

"Cai'er, I know you're in a hurry, but don't rush,"

"But this secret realm is similar to Dream Paradise; it will randomly teleport people. The guild leader and I were separated."

Cai'er's delicate eyebrows furrowed tightly.

"Oh, Cai'er~" Chen Ying'er said with a grin, taking her arm. "Why are you worried about the captain? He's a ruthless character who can easily kill even an eighth-tier demon!"

“That’s right,” Long Haochen nodded and added, “The commander left a tracking mark on me, so they should be able to find me soon.”

Cai'er's tense shoulders finally relaxed a little.

(Indeed. With Moonbeam's strength and status, even if he encounters danger, revealing his identity as the Moon Demon Prince would be enough to protect him.)

Cai'er's ears suddenly twitched slightly, and she whispered, "There's movement, it's the enemy!"

"hidden!"

The six members of the Commander-level Demon Hunter Team No. 64 instantly concealed their figures, completely hiding their auras.

Three breaths later—

"boom!"

The door to the smelting room was kicked open violently.

Two demonic bears strode in, one of them being particularly robust, standing over three meters tall, wielding a jet-black spiked club, and radiating a heavy aura of demonic energy.

"Another run-down place like this!" The burly demonic bear swung its spiked club in dissatisfaction, sending pebbles flying. "Where exactly are the treasures hidden in this wretched secret realm?"

The shorter bear demon beside him rubbed his paws obsequiously: "Boss, don't be impatient. Treasures are often hidden in inconspicuous places. Isn't this 'bear tooth club' in your hand also a treasure you salvaged from the ruins?"

Seeing that the burly demon bear's expression had softened slightly, it continued to flatter, "If you truly find the dwarven heritage, Lord Walif will surely look at you differently. Then the right to inherit the Sixth Demon God Pillar..."

"Hahaha!" The burly demon bear thumped its chest triumphantly. "If I truly become a demon god, the captain of my personal guard will be yours!"

"Thank you for your guidance, boss!"

Just as the two demonic bears were rummaging through drawers and cabinets—

In an instant, a shadowy figure appeared behind the fawning bear demon like a ghost.

"Asura Thorn!"

A gray light suddenly flashed from the dagger in Cai'er's hand, so fast that it left no afterimage.

A flash of cold light, and the dagger had already pierced the back of the obsequious bear demon's head, a vital spot. Before the demon even realized it was dying, the blade had already been withdrawn and turned—

The dagger continued its trajectory, aiming straight for the nape of the burly bear demon in front of it!

At the same moment, Long Haochen and his team launched an offensive.

A milky-gold light shone from Long Haochen's chest, and a beam of milky-gold light fell upon the burly bear demon.
The bear demon suddenly turned uncontrollably towards Long Haochen, completely exposing its flank.

Wang Yuanyuan seized this perfect opportunity and used teleportation to reach the flank of the Bear Demon, the edge of the Giant Spirit God Shield gleaming with a dangerous silver light.

"Shura Slash!"

A slash condensed from a full thousand points of spiritual energy burst forth, aiming straight for the bear demon's unsuspecting neck.

The exquisite coordination was lightning fast, but the burly bear demon's fighting instincts were even more superior—

"Immovable Hades!"

With a roar, pitch-black demonic energy surged and condensed, instantly forming a dark gold shield engraved with demonic patterns.

"clang--!"

Cai'er's dagger and Wang Yuanyuan's shield slash hit the shield at the same time. Sparks flew, but the shield remained completely still.

(End of this chapter)