As a New Demon King, I am Extremely Ferocious

Who says becoming a Demon Lord means blindly following a trope and being invincible all the way? Who says a Demon Lord's harem must consist of a large number of girls, or even include a cross-d...

Chapter 65 Gray Rat

"Huff!"

Flames leaped into the air, the inextinguishable fire still burning, the abandoned houses became flammable materials, and the powerful fire spread upwards, like a demon devouring life!

Several black panthers that had survived the blaze held their crossbows and leaned against the wall, witnessing the raging fire. Their vertical pupils reflected most of the flames, and their faces showed astonishment.

Their companions, caught in the crossfire of the battle, were severely wounded and rendered immobile, and were engulfed in the flames, burned to ashes.

"There's been no movement for so long, Lord Shadow Leopard is probably in grave danger!"

"Let's test the waters with an arrow first. If the little fox dies at our hands, it will be a great achievement!"

"But what if we accidentally injure Lord Shadow Leopard?"

"Uh, this..."

A group of black panthers were whispering amongst themselves, while in a corner, a severely injured panther was curled up, covered in blood, looking terrified, and muttering to itself.

"Sizzle!"

The flames surged even more fiercely, and suddenly, a slender figure emerged from the gap in the shattered wall. Her cherry-gold hair stirred a wisp of flame, and her blood-red, jade-like eyes reflected a dazzling light in the night sky.

"Little...little fox!!"

Witnessing Xiao Han walk out as the victor, the black panthers, who had finally regained their fighting spirit and were ready to skin the fox, were stunned. A tremor ran through their souls, and they shuddered.

"Yo~ Hello everyone."

Xiao Han spotted the group of black panthers, waved his hand, and his hand, which was soaked in blood as it burst into a mist of blood, revealed a fierce look in the light of the flames.

Then, with blood dripping from its drooping arm, it treads on the flames of death, solidifying into a ferocious phantom of a demon king, roaring to the sky!

Shocking...

Absolutely shocking...

In the eyes of the black panther, the ferocious little fox, its figure wreathed in flames, rose infinitely high, rivaling the sun and moon, giving them an uncontrollable sense of suffocation.

The superior demon king completely suppresses the inferior demons!

Perhaps the demon who wielded fire looked down on these weak ants, or perhaps the demon lost its desire to kill the weak after killing the Shadow Panther and did not launch an attack on the Black Panthers.

"Damn it, the package is torn."

Xiao Han gazed at the large package engulfed in flames, revealing a massive pile of exposed silver shells that shimmered with a crystalline silver-white light under the flames, resembling a dazzling galaxy in the starry sky.

Suddenly, a large wave of red dots appeared on the virtual interface, led by a dozen or so red dots marked with demons, and rushed toward Xiao Han's location at high speed!

"Lying down..."

Under the cover of the flame effects, Xiao Han grabbed a handful of silver shells, stuffed them into his pocket, and ran away in the opposite direction of the red dot attack!

One Shadow Leopard with the Demon Mark is already difficult to deal with, but suddenly a whole bunch of them appear? Are you guys raiding a boss?

I'm so weak and helpless...

Why doesn't anyone believe it?

...

"Bang!"

In the pitch-black tavern, a gray rat with light black fur was kicked out and crashed heavily into a wall, leaving a bloody mark on its forehead.

"You filthy bastard, don't ever come here again, get out!"

The door slammed shut, accompanied by a disgusted and rude roar. The tavern guard was clearly not friendly towards the lower-ranking slaves.

"Squeak~"

The gray squirrel trembled, its small paws covered in dust bracing itself against the ground as it slowly rose to its feet. Even though it had finished its work and washed itself with water from the city's public river, it still emitted a faint stench.

Afterwards, the gray rat lowered its head, squeezed the bronze eagle it had tucked into its bosom, and carefully put it away.

At the alley's exit, the orange light dispelled the darkness and brought a sliver of light, drawing the gray rat to run over. It curled up at the alley's entrance, revealing only a small portion of its body illuminated by the light.

Even if it were discovered by people on the street, they could only conclude that it was a piece of discarded burlap.

The gray mouse raised its head, its eyes slightly dim, and looked down at the street, which was brightly lit all night and bathed in warm light. At night, there were many vendors selling fruits, bread, and vegetables. Under the dazzling light of the star stone, the street was filled with a tempting aroma.

"Hey! You dare say my cowhide fruit isn't fresh and can only be disposed of by 'smog'? You bastard, is your nose as sensitive as a hunting dog's?"

A tall, gruff bear-man grabbed a young mercenary by the collar, spitting saliva onto the man's face.

On the bear-man vendor's stall, there was a pile of brown coconuts, and on the table, they were cut open to reveal smooth, tender yellow flesh.

The cowhide fruit, with its cowhide-like shell, grows on a tall tree in the Darkmoon Forest. Only bear-men with thick fur and burly bodies can harvest this special fruit.

"No, no, that's not what I meant~ Hahahaha."

The young mercenary, who was being lifted up, gave an awkward laugh, his lips twitching slightly as he faced the bear-man's spittle attack.

The argument between the two attracted a crowd of onlookers. In the bleak business of the night, having a couple of entertaining moments was somewhat interesting.

Perhaps a bystander kicked a cowhide fruit on the edge of a corner, and the huge fruit rolled all the way to the gray mouse, less than ten centimeters away.

The fragrant aroma of the nut made the gray squirrel's throat twitch, and it swallowed.

As a dirty hand reached out to take the cowhide fruit, a huge shadow suddenly loomed over it.

"Meow~ It's a cowpea, meow~!"

The stray cat-man, dressed in tattered clothes, grabbed the cowhide fruit, looked around, and quickly left the scene.

Instantly, the gray mouse's hand, exposed to the light, froze.

It shrank back, found a manhole cover in the alley, and crawled inside.

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