I guarded Impel Down for a hundred years in the pirate world.

Baimon replied, then added two seconds later, "It seems you won't agree."

Outside the palace, one powerful demon after another hurried into the palace. They were not Baimon's messengers, but Astaroth.

"Lord Twin Pillars!"

One after another, seven people arrived, standing in the ranks of the seven legion commanders of the demon race, all of whom were demon kings who lit five lamps!

"Gaston Figo landed on the Moritzian coast ten minutes ago with the aim of hunting down the human king Donald who has surrendered to us."

Astaroth announced the reason for summoning them, and after a brief silence, the eyes of each demon king lit up, their fighting spirit surging.

Astaroth gave Baimon a sinister look and ordered, "All troops, prepare for battle!"

"Yes!"

Whether Figo is acting alone or on behalf of the Capri, if a battle breaks out, it will be difficult for the humans not to intervene.

The planet of Light and Fire, which has enjoyed six hundred years of peace, may very well be reignited by Figo's arrival.

The demon race has been preparing for many years!

"Vasak, wait a minute."

Just as the seven legion commanders were about to leave, Baimon suddenly called out to one of them.

Astaroth glanced at Baimon again, then got up and left the back hall, leaving Baimon and the demon named Vasak alone.

Bymon is steady and gentle, and focuses on internal affairs.

Astaroth was warlike and fierce, and was the master of battle.

The two had always had a good division of labor, and neither of them had ever broken their tacit understanding or argued.

"Lord Baimon, is there anything else you need?" Vasak asked, remaining inside the palace.

“341 years ago, when you were on a mission to Baal’s Holy Demon King City, you were invited by Baal to a private banquet and had a secret conversation with him all night. I don’t know the specific content, but afterwards, my heart began to waver.”

"Twelve years later, you secretly sent your illegitimate son, who should have joined the legion, to the Holy Demon King's City."

“275 years ago, you were commissioned by Baal to spread the theory of traitors in Scordas.”

"271 years ago, you first used your private ship to transport people to the Holy Demon King City."

"257 years ago, you informed Bali of our plan to attack the three-eyed girl he was about to marry, causing the operation to fail..."

"Seven years ago..."

As Baimon narrated with an expressionless face, a chill froze Vasak's heart.

Sweat gradually beaded on his forehead, and his body swayed precariously. He gave a bitter smile, knelt on one knee, and said, "Lord Bai Meng, I confess my sins!"

Baimon's words were interrupted, but no displeasure appeared on her beautiful face. She said, "You should know that you can't hide it from me. Why did you take a chance?"

Vasak lowered his head and remained silent.

Humans struggled for 9400 years under the siege of demons. Did the demons suffer no losses during those 9400 years?

Absolutely! Moreover, fighting at sea is a disadvantageous environment, and the demon race will suffer even greater losses!

If they hadn't been able to transform and maintain their numerical advantage, they might have been the first to be dragged down in 9400.

Too many demons have lost their loved ones, their comrades, and everything they could lose.

And how many generations were between 9400 and Lucifer? It's impossible to count!

To carry out the king's orders to this extent is already considered fulfilling one's duty—this is the thinking of many, many demons in this era.

That's how the Holy Demon King's City came to be.

“It’s not because my people and I are promoting life in the Holy Demon King’s City that so many people want to sneak in and join,” Baimon continued. “That’s what you’re thinking.”

Vasak remained silent, tacitly agreeing.

"Go prepare for war."

Vasak looked up in surprise: "You..."

Baimon said, "I knew from the very beginning that you had been misled by the defectors, but I only exposed you now. Whether it's the Demon Clan or the so-called Holy Demon Clan, they are all Demon Clan."

They are a race bound together by blood, forever incapable of coexisting with humans. I want you to inform Baal, as before, of Gaston Figo's arrival, and what I just said.”

……

the other side.

Donald looked at the tall demon who entered his dwelling in surprise: "Lord Astaroth, you could have just summoned me if you needed anything, why..."

Astaroth looked down at him, his blood-red lips slightly upturned, a smile that was both menacing and sinister: "Gaston Figo seems to value you quite a bit, huh? He even dared to come to my company, Kodas, to hunt you down?"

Donald froze, looking up in shock. What greeted him was an index finger with sharp nails, poking his forehead!

A deep black mark spread across his forehead and then penetrated inwards. Donald froze, exclaiming with a hint of shock and anger, "Lord Astaroth?!"

“I don’t trust you, not as much as I do with any human,” Astaroth said. “To avoid causing any surprises, you’d better stay here quietly while we go see the Star King.”

He turned to leave, but as he reached the door, he suddenly turned back, his hands outstretched, his expression arrogant.

"Otherwise...BOOM!"

This time he finally left, and Donald slowly slumped into a chair, his expression somber.

“Gaston Figo…”

"They actually dared to come here on their own initiative?"

"To be able to severely injure the Murloc King in a one-against-seven battle, despite being blocked by six human dukes, does indeed suggest he might be a bit stronger than he was six years ago, but..."

"No, this news..."

Could it be fake?!

His heart sank suddenly.

He frowned in thought, but there was no solution.

In the world of Lantern Stars, there is a saying that there is one saint, one emperor, two pillars, and four kings. If even the two pillars of the demon race can't do anything to him, are we supposed to expect the Holy Demon King and the Skeleton Emperor to join forces to take him down?

No, I have to do something!

Chapter 328 Baimon's Abilities

"puff--"

The Demon King, leisurely sunbathing, spat out a mouthful of lemonade and shouted into the Den Den Mushi:

"What did you say?!"

It's not better now, it's not better now.

Ever since receiving the news that the King of the Stars, Gaston Figo, had descended upon Mars, he had a bad feeling. He was bombarded with big news every few days, and this time something big was finally going to happen.

To arrest Donald at Scots?

This is definitely going to turn into a fight!

Throwing off his bath towel, the Holy Demon King jumped up and strode off to get dressed, giving orders as he did so.

"Quickly summon Vice Commander Yana!"

A moment later, Yana arrived before the Holy Demon King, who looked like he was on pins and needles, and respectfully greeted him, "Holy Demon King, I am really not familiar with the King of the Stars. Please do not judge his actions and motives based on me."

See? She even guessed it!

The Holy Demon King's old face was filled with sorrow: "Then what about the Celestial Dragon Donald? How deep is the hatred between Gaston Figo and him? Is it possible that he would go to Scodas specifically for him?"

Although it was a question, Yana could tell that this was what Figo was already doing.

"Donald?"

When she spoke of this name, Yana's voice trembled slightly: "He is the culprit behind our Starry Sky Demon Clan's thousand-year history of survival. The fact that Qinghai, where the Starry Sky King resides, has been ruled by the Demon Clan for a thousand years is also due to his actions."

"So they have a deep-seated hatred for each other?"

"That's right. I heard that Donald was banished to the Starry Sky by the King of the Stars. There was no way to kill him back then, but now that we're here on the Starry Sky, we're confident that we can hunt him down again."

Is that so?

The Holy Demon King pondered for a moment.

"Yana, would you mind going?"

"Me?" Yana was taken aback. "What can I do? He and I..."

"Play it by ear and buy me some time. I'll be there soon." The Holy Demon King said with a headache, "I'll be struck by lightning all the way."

The power of the lights blocking the sky is very sensitive to flight, but Yana's ability to fly low won't cause any problems, and she's also exceptionally fast.

Yana hesitated slightly, somewhat reluctant, but thinking of the lights of Ato, she finally agreed with no other choice.

"Yes."

……

Mejia is an island located near the intersection of the human and demonic seas.

"Lord Zhenhai, the Demon Clan army has shown unusual activity! They've mobilized a large force, and judging by the numbers, it seems... it seems they're about to launch another major war!"

"What's the panic?" The giant, over 300 meters tall and as imposing as a mountain, spoke with a booming voice that instantly resonated throughout the entire island: "Contact Capri! They've attacked, so we'll fight!"

Two minutes later, the giant gave another order.

All clear! Normal patrol!

The subordinates were puzzled.

There was confusion in the giant's eyes as well.

The Star King Gaston Figo has gone to Scordas alone? What does "we don't need to care" mean? The demons won't let this opportunity slip by, will they? Is this really alright?

……

Morettisen.

Squads of demon warriors moved swiftly through the streets and alleys, evacuating the residents. Millions of demons quickly left the town.

Figo sat atop the tallest building, watching the demons flee. Occasionally, two demons would disobey the organization and unleash energy attacks at Figo, but these were simply extinguished by Figo's Armament Haki; he did not retaliate.

Looking at these demons, Figo was thinking about other things.