I, the Rock King Emperor with 21 billion in power, have joined the chat group.

"Truly impressive. In just ten years, within the scope of the contract, they have developed the human race into what it is today."

"I have to admit, you are stronger in this game right now, Rock Dragon Zhongli."

"So, I've made up my mind..."

A thought struck the black dragon, Qiuliewus.

"Do you have any other methods of cheating?"

"No, I've decided I'm not playing anymore."

"That way, I won't fail."

As soon as he finished speaking, the Demon Prince's body went limp.

Her crimson eyes flickered once more, and at the same time, the soul of the original Demon Queen Ariel, curled up in the corner of the body, once again gained the upper hand and brought the body under her control.

"Ha~~~!"

The moment he regained control of his body, the Demon Prince quickly touched his forehead and then scratched the back of his head.

"I'm back??"

She still found it somewhat unbelievable.

She originally thought that she would only have a chance to get her body back after this war game ended.

However, in the next instant...

After the initial joy, she looked at the black dragon Qiulieus beside her and asked with a somewhat subtle question.

"Evil God D, are you not planning to play this game anymore?"

Black Dragon Qiulieus shook his head in bewilderment: "I don't know!!"

Chapter Fifty-Nine: Those who break their promises shall be punished by being devoured by the rocks!

The first month after the sealing calendar ends.

As planned, after a brief reconnaissance, the Demon King's army began a full-scale advance on the front lines.

Battle reports from the front lines began to converge on the demon capital in a very short time.

However, these are all, unsurprisingly, pieces of bad news.

The Demon King's Palace, the conference hall.

Of the original nine demon generals, only four remain standing here.

Secretary Haruto began reading the report in his hands with a heavy heart.

"Firstly, regarding the First Demon General Agnar, who was the main target of the human race's attack, the First Demon General Agnar has disappeared without a trace, and the fortress has been razed to the ground on the map. Of the 70,000 soldiers stationed at the original fortress, there is currently no news of any survivors."

"The Second Demon General Shanadori was not attacked immediately after the start of the war, but her hidden agents among the humans have begun to transmit information to her telepathically. I have now ordered them to remain still and await further instructions."

"And then there's you, Third Legion Commander Guhao."

As he said this, Barudo's expression suddenly sharpened.

He stared at the burly General Gu Hao, who stood there somewhat embarrassed and at a loss, and criticized him without hesitation: "Who ordered you to retreat? Retreating 130 kilometers in one night, handing over all thirteen cities to the enemy, and putting the lives of millions of demon civilians at the mercy of humans. Gu Hao, do you know you were wrong?"

The rugged Third General, Gu Hao, sighed heavily and said in a low voice, "I'm sorry... I was really scared, scared that the young men in my legion would perish. So, when I sensed the danger, I retreated immediately."

“Is that so? That’s certainly a good reason.” Barudo pushed up his gold-rimmed glasses and gave Gu Hao a cold smile.

"However, this is a war of annihilation where it is a matter of life and death for our race. As the Demon King's advisory office, you cannot bargain or object. Even if there is a cliff in front of you, you must lead your army to jump down."

"This is the true model of a powerful demon army, and this is the foundation upon which we might be able to defeat humanity. If you are cowardly and refuse to obey orders today, and he withdraws from the battle for money tomorrow, then what future do we demons have?"

"so....."

Barudo paused for a moment, then said with great sorrow, "Second General Guhao hesitated and retreated in the face of battle. First, strip him of his title as Demon General, and then imprison him in the military prison."

"The deputy commander of the Second Legion can succeed as the legion commander and lead the legion to stand by in place, awaiting further instructions."

After issuing the order, Barudo did not look at General Guhou, who was dejected and ashen-faced, as he was dragged away and imprisoned. Instead, his gaze swept over the faces of the generals still present.

His voice was hoarse and cold.

"Gentlemen, I can now tell you very clearly that we have suffered a complete defeat on all fronts. It seems that the human race has developed many remarkable technologies in the past ten years."

"There are all kinds of large golems and golems flying in the sky. Apart from the legion of the Ninth Legion [Black], the other legions have suffered severe blows. Basically, none of the fortresses they are stationed in can be defended."

"I can say with certainty that we have indeed reached a critical moment of life and death. According to our estimates, if humanity attacks at all costs, our battle lines can only last for seven days at most before the human army advances to the Demon King's castle."

"Therefore, after you return to your respective camps, please mobilize all the forces you can, and do your best to protect your own forces. Engage in limited combat with the human army, and try to kill as many enemy troops as possible. Do not focus on the gains or losses of land and cities."

The remaining demon generals who attended the meeting silently nodded slightly to Bardo, then led their respective garrison targets and strategic objectives out of the Demon King's Hall, heading towards the transfer palace set up by the transfer magic.

I saw everyone leave.

A clear, melodious voice suddenly rang out from the Demon King's throne, which had appeared to be empty, right in front of Bardo: "How pathetic."

"Lord Demon King."

Secretary Barudo immediately knelt down on one knee.

"As you instructed, all commands have been distributed."

The Demon Prince crossed his legs, closed his eyes, and nodded slightly: "Hmm, this should extend the opponent's attack time a little."

"You..." Barudo looked at the Demon Prince sitting there, who made people want to worship him. He wanted to ask something, but in the end he held back and didn't ask.

"What you're asking is why I don't go directly to the front lines of the war and stabilize the battle lines, right?"

The demon prince, who had become a god, instantly heard the innermost thoughts of his secretary, Bardo.

"......"

Barudo did not look up to reply.

"Well, I won't hide it from you." The Demon Prince retrieved the spider silk ball that had been scattered on the chair, tossing it around as he shook his head and sighed.

"I have already been to their oldest city with the Ninth Legion Commander [Black], and we even met their leader and learned about their combat capabilities."

Upon hearing this, Barudo's eyes lit up. He looked into the Demon Prince's eyes, trying to glean some good news from her scarlet pupils.

"I originally planned to conduct some armed reconnaissance. If the enemy's defenses were weak, I would cause a big disturbance with [Black]. If the enemy's defenses were strong, [Black] and I would fight and retreat, then wait for the teleportation spell to end before leaving."

“Originally, we thought this plan was foolproof. After all, I had already crossed the line between humans and gods and become the managing deity of this skill system. And [Black] is also an ancient black dragon, one of the providers of the gene spiral of all the dragons on this planet, a deity even more ancient than me.”

Even Baruto was a little overwhelmed by the sudden news.

He opened his mouth, but didn't know what to say.

"Do you know what we saw that made us retreat?" The Demon Prince narrowed his eyes, seemingly recalling that day.

"..."

Bardo shook his head slightly: "No need, Lord Demon King, I understand your difficulties."

"Then I just want to ask, do we demons have a chance to win this war?"

"Hmm... a near-death experience." The Demon Prince answered without hesitation, "However, this life will not be on the battlefield, but in a much larger war outside the battlefield."

As she finished speaking, her gaze turned upwards, as if trying to see through the entire dome of the Demon King's Palace and reach the distant sky.

On the battlefield between the evil god D and the rock dragon Zhongli.

When the evil god D gave up the game, this war of mutual destruction between humans and demons became irrelevant.

The important ones will be the two most powerful gods who will face each other directly.

---Never mind, what does this have to do with me?

The Demon Prince idly played with his hair with his fingers.

Although she was infused with so much energy that did not belong to her by the evil god D, it did indeed enhance her power and elevate her soul.

Her original purpose was simply to save Sariel.

Regardless of whether Zhongli the Rock Dragon or the Evil God D wins, she received a promise to save the goddess Sariel.

Therefore, she has achieved her original ultimate goal.

At this moment, she is still here acting as her demon king, but it's just out of habit. The war between humans and demons has nothing to do with her anymore once the evil god D leaves the game and stops forcing her.

She didn't like humans, and of course, she didn't have much affection for demons either.

She thought that the black dragon, Julius, should be the same.

For her now, all she has to do is wait.

Wait for this absurd game to end, then take Sariel and leave this heartbreaking planet to start a new life on another planet.

......

High in the distant sky.

The enormous star seemed to eternally radiate light and heat.

On the back of a natural satellite of a planet unseen by anyone, the evil god D casually sits in a Japanese-style Earth room filled with game cartridges.

In front of her was a 100-inch television that, for some reason, was electrified even in a vacuum.

Zhongli stood behind her, watching her play the game for about ten minutes.

Ten minutes later, the game screen gradually faded away.

Evil Goddess D stretched, flexing her alluring and charming snow-white waist, lazily propping her chin up with her hand, and turned around.

Only then did their gaze fall upon Zhongli.

"You've arrived."

She asked the question without any change in expression.

"It's been seventeen minutes and thirty-six seconds." Zhong Li accurately announced a number: "After you abandoned the game and extended an invitation to me for talks."

“Mr. Zhongli.” The evil god D’s scarlet eyes gleamed with the light of dawn in the darkness as he stared at the young man before him, as if trying to see right through him.

"Please speak." Zhongli politely extended an arm, gesturing to him: "Do you want to surrender? I'm ready to agree at any time."

"Do not."

The Fiend D answered decisively: "Of course not."