The Demon King in Another World: Entertainment Industry

As a well-known paparazzi, Lu Jia is adept at various marketing tactics. Wherever there's drama, he's there.

Every day brings new gossip, but one day, even the heavens can't stand...

Chapter 20 Sales Promotion [VIP]

Chapter 20 Sales Promotion [VIP]

The clouds in the entire sky were frozen into crystals by the frost. Looking up from below, they looked like the scales of a carp, overlapping and overlapping each other.

The law enforcement team lined up and used their powerful magic power to weave a 'net' in mid-air to form a protective shield.

However, they also knew that once the dragon attacked with all its strength, the protective shield would not last long. The law enforcement captain quickly looked around. With such a big commotion, no senior official took action. What did this mean?

While he was still thinking about his next move, a great human magician said, "Back off."

Before the law enforcement captain could react, he saw a huge vortex appear above his head, absorbing the surrounding magic particles like a tsunami.

He quickly summoned his men to retreat.

Also in the storm, Luke half-shielded his face with his arms and squinted his eyes, trying to see the scene in the hurricane clearly.

The feather pen was tied to his waist. I don't know how he did it, but Luke only took a small step back.

The people around were not so lucky and were knocked to the ground one by one.

It wasn't someone who was deliberately attacking, but the vibrations caused by the space being torn apart.

Luke finally managed to see clearly above.

There was a terrifying red color in the sky.

Red hair is the mainstream color of the demon clan. Alec also has red hair, which is much darker than the man above him.

In fact, he shouldn't be described as a man, as there was a faint blood mist around the male demon's hair.

"Devil."

Luke had imagined many times the situation in which the two sides would meet at the Wanchao Conference, but he had never expected it to be like this. In full view of everyone, the devil tore through space and rushed to save his adopted son.

"Oh."

What did he say? It's the bad nature of men. Other people's children become more and more beautiful as they are raised.

The quill suddenly said, "Strange."

Few people noticed that the back of the Demon King's hand was actually scratched by the Frost Blade of the Frost Dragon.

The devil's bloodline is so powerful that it can be sensed from a distance. However, in terms of purity, it is slightly inferior to Luke.

"What's wrong?" Luke asked.

The quill concealed the question and did not answer.

High in the sky, Alec was no longer as calm as when he first arrived at the square. The surprise of surviving the disaster made him look at the tall figure in front of him: "Father..."

"Sir Berlani," the Demon King interrupted directly, looking at the ice-blue body that almost merged with the sky, "When did the dragon race like to argue with a junior?"

The cold air around that could freeze everything was dispersed by waving his hand.

The devil's tone was neither light nor heavy, but it frightened everyone.

An ordinary person would have surrendered under the close-range intimidation, but unfortunately he was facing a dragon.

The frost dragon's tail swept lightly, and the evil energy that could devour everything was pushed aside like jelly.

"Junior?" A terrifying sound wave and thick mockery resounded through the sky: "The junior you mentioned was just teaching the dragons how to spend money."

Regardless of race, the first reaction after hearing this sentence is:

Is Alec crazy?

No wonder he was knocked into the sky. Even the devil himself would not easily interfere with the dragon clan. What right does he have?

Knowing that he absolutely could not remain silent at this time, Alec quickly resisted the severe cold and stood up with difficulty.

Facing an unrivaled strong man, he did not dare to exaggerate. He stood in front of the Demon King with his head lowered and recounted in detail what had happened below.

During this time, his vocal cords were somewhat distorted.

It is said that the demons have erratic temperaments, but it is obvious that the dragons are the ones who are truly unreasonable.

In order to show respect and prevent the dragon clan from being plotted against from leaking out, he had specially used a water wall to block the detection of people around him.

Who would have thought that after listening to the secretly recorded evidence, the dragon clan would actually start trouble for themselves.

This inexplicable feeling made Alec feel depressed, but he had to control himself from looking too ugly for fear of further angering Long.

After retelling, Alec carefully observed the devil's expression.

Although the demons don't care much about family affection, that is the only bloodline after all. If the other party still has some weight in the Demon King's heart, he will be in trouble.

The devil still stood there calmly, as if he was listening to an ordinary report.

"It seems that my father really doesn't care about the life or death of his only son." Alec breathed a sigh of relief and suppressed the urge to raise the corners of his mouth.

After hearing the whole story, the devil lowered his eyelids slightly and glanced at the tens of thousands of heads that crowded below him.

The king's will is everywhere.

With just a casual glance from high above, all visitors seemed to be able to sense where this gaze was directed.

The silver mask on his face was easily seen through.

This time, the devil did not ignore the weak figure and walk away as he did during his pilgrimage, but he also did not look at it directly.

His eyes rested on the billboard.

Each invited person exhibiting their work had a promotional sign next to their booth, detailing everything from their ethnicity to their work, and Luke's was no exception.

After taking a quick glance at the word "human" in the race column, the demon king's oppressive voice slowly rang out:

"Iliad, when did my son become a human?"

When I talk about my son, I am simply stating the facts in the most tasteless language.

The demon king looked down coldly, without any emotion.

In an instant, almost the entire square stopped thinking for a short time.

After a moment, countless astonished eyes focused on Luke.

My son...the son of the devil!

Compared to the tall figure in the air, the young man who was so close was thin and had low magic power. His muscles were even trembling slightly uncontrollably because the Demon King did not retract the pressure in his tone when he spoke.

The others could at least resist the evil spirit, but Luke was now in the center of the storm, with the endless evil spirit above his head casting a shadow.

He looked much duller, and next to him was a counter filled with cute and useless items. The whole scene was funny and ridiculous.

"Rather than being a demon, it's more like some fallen nobleman."

This is everyone's subconscious thought.

Surprise, disgust, complexity... Who would have thought that the author of such controversial literature is actually the prince of the demon world.

This news is definitely more shocking than all the news in the Holy Demon Continent in a year added together!

The most surprised one among them was Karen. The mystery that lay ahead for Luke was completely solved, but the truth behind the scenes was far more exaggerated than he had imagined.

He finally understood why the other party wanted to wipe out the entire family.

Iliad.

This name is much more famous than Luke himself. Almost the entire continent knows that the Demon King and the Saint had a child named Iliad.

Perhaps the combination of man and demon is inherently unacceptable to heaven and earth. Although this child has the blood of two extremely powerful men, he has a very low perception of magic when he is born, and even the elements themselves are rejecting him.

After the Demon King and the Saint parted ways, there was less and less news about their only son. Later, the Demon King appointed a crown prince, and the outside world generally believed that the child had died.

Who would have thought that not only did he not die, but he also made it to the Holy City by showing off his writing skills.

The general manager of the Rhine Trading Company looked at the young man who had just walked to the stall. Even though he was calm, he was stunned: "You..."

"I'll personally do the sales later."

Luke glanced at the manager and did not respond to the Demon King in the sky. He turned around and picked up the billboard that was blown down by the wind.

It’s such a pity that the whole family is not together in such a lively scene.

The Holy See usually only focuses on their own sacrifices and other ceremonies and rarely attends other occasions, so his saint mother was not present today.

The nearly 100,000-square-meter square was in complete silence for two minutes.

For the first time, Quill stood at the perspective of an observer and witnessed tens of thousands of pupils dilating at the same time.

"No wonder this guy always writes about pupil dilation and pupil contraction."

It's really like a pupil earthquake.

In the dead silence, the smoke in the sky came to a temporary end. After all, the Demon King and Blaney did not really fight. Once the two sides fought seriously, the entire square would be reduced to ruins.

The Holy City is the territory of the human race. It is impossible for the human strongmen to sit back and watch all this happen. There is no point in continuing to fight.

Alec wiped the blood from his mouth and followed the demon king down.

When his eyes swept over the inconspicuous figure, there was a clear gloom in his eyes.

This demon species, which had long been abandoned, also caused some trouble in the Holy City.

"It's just a flash in the pan."

The audience and market itself are very narrow, not to mention that dragons are moody. It is common for them to feel novel one second and turn hostile the next.

As if he didn't sense the malicious intent, Luke waited until his body had adjusted to the pressure before he spoke again:

“Thank you for your love of Three and a Half Years Old’s novel.”

The billboard that was not put into use for the time being reflected the nobles in fancy clothes, and Luke also vaguely saw a piece of the clothes of the demon king who had just landed.

When everyone thought he was going to start selling, Luka did not immediately strike while the iron was hot to sell peripheral products, nor did he try to make friends with the dragon clan.

He looked around and said calmly:

“My new book, The Three and a Half Years Old Group Pet, Part Two, and My Demonic Father will also be released one after another. I hope everyone will support them.”

The words hit the whole audience like thunder.

Alec, who had been following the devil, staggered and almost sprained his ankle.

"The second part of Little Monster is expected to have a total of 200,000 words, which is an increase compared to the first part..."

Few people listened carefully to the previous words, and all pricked up their ears to listen to the next words: "The other new book will include some secrets, such as the secrets of the Dark Family, etc., to take you to understand a different demon king."

A terrifying burning wave rushed towards Lujia.

Alice dispersed the flames first. She looked at the Demon King with a smile: "When did the demons ever like to argue with a junior?"

It was almost like returning the words the devil had said to Blaney.

Alice's smile was a little creepy, and no one around dared to respond.

But when she looked at Luke, her eyes softened a little: "Go on."

Due to her personality, Alice had a very good initial impression of Luke. It was the first time in hundreds of years that she had seen someone go straight to the face of the Demon King and use his ultimate power. It could be said that this touched Alice's heart.

With the dragon's support, Luka whispered thank you.

So polite.

Alice looked at him more kindly.

For today, Lujia prepared a billboard and a live broadcast wall. He took out a new magic billboard from the storage ring, and a line of fiery words began to scroll on the screen.

The young round body was jumping wildly, and the opening of the copy was unremarkable:

[The biggest reason for a mother not to love her child sometimes comes from the child's father.

The saint and the devil, admired by everyone, finally come together after overcoming many difficulties and obstacles. 】

Luke asked Quill to make the advertising magic card, and the latter was very cooperative in doing things that could create chaos.

The levitation technique made the billboard stay in the air, and the guests present were all very capable and could easily capture every word on it.

[I fell into the mortal world for him, gave up my noble identity for him, and chose to settle in the demon world for him.

At that time, the devil's mother, Isabella, had become mean due to aging, and the devil's sister had an even worse temper and often found ways to make things difficult for him. 】

After quickly skimming the first sentence, everyone's attention was easily hooked.

Shocking secret!

They stared intently, and even the law enforcement captain who was supposed to maintain order and the human leaders hiding in the dark couldn't help but take a few more glances.

Isabella was once one of the strongest fighters in the demon clan. She was cold and strict, and acted in a rigid manner. This former warrior has not appeared for a long time since she entered a period of decline, and no one knows whether she is dead or alive.

Her daughter was once hailed as the second most beautiful woman in the continent, but later on, a saint appeared out of nowhere and no one remembered the second place.

Unexpectedly, after the saint married into the Demon Realm, she was neglected by both the mother and daughter.

Conflicts between mother-in-law and daughter-in-law, conflicts between aunt and sister-in-law... Such bombshell news made them eager to read on.

The scroll bar continues:

[The saint is naturally indifferent, she doesn't fight or compete, she doesn't care about these things.

I thought my peaceful life would continue like this.

Until one day, she accidentally overheard the conversation between her mother-in-law and sister-in-law, and then she knew the real purpose of the devil marrying her.

But it’s for…】

The content came to an abrupt end, replaced by a cold recommendation.

——Please look forward to the new work "My Demon Father".

Below is another pop-up reading tip:

This is an artistic creation, please do not take it seriously. Any similarity is purely coincidental.

...I'm afraid there's not even a little bit of coincidence.

But what is it? You should write it down!

The demon in question was present, so I didn’t dare ask.

Someone tried to look at the devil's expression, but after just one glance, before he could see anything, his soul suddenly felt a tearing pain. After receiving the fatal warning, those who had sneaked a peek before no longer dared to be curious.

It is certain that the Demon King's mood has now reached zero degrees. The solemnity has caused the temperature around him to drop a lot.

Alice was still smiling, and used her eyes to signal Luke to get closer to her. She also asked curiously, "Isn't the title of the book called Demon King Father? Why does the article seem to be about a saint?"

Luke: “Because men have hidden themselves beautifully in marriage again.”

“…”

Many people in the square felt as if they had been shot in the knee for unknown reasons.

Some of the noble ladies who were still concerned about Luca's identity as a demon seemed to think of some family unpleasantness that had happened in their daily lives, and their faces slowly darkened.

Several men queuing behind glared at Luke.

Aren't you a man too? Why are they attacking indiscriminately?

While they were cursing in their hearts, Leo, who had not said much, suddenly changed his expression and said, "Be careful."

The surrounding air suddenly burst into a huge and terrifying aura, which was a sign that the space was forcibly torn apart.

In terms of speed, there are few creatures that can match the dragons.

But over short distances, their speed advantage is not invincible.

As long as you have strong enough strength, you can use the space that the dragon clan is not good at to counter-suppress.

Witnessing the Demon King's powerful attack, Alec next to him couldn't help but get excited.

Power, this is absolute power!

Even if there were three dragons present, Iliad would still die.

It is impossible to use this trick to launch a sneak attack and severely damage the dragon clan, but it is easy to hurt other mortal bodies around, such as Luke.

Before the powerful gale that could take people's lives arrived, Luke was well prepared.

He came here today for two purposes: to use the Demon King to promote his new book to the greatest extent possible and to leave a deep impression on the dragon clan. Now that everything has been accomplished, he was ready to escape at any time the moment he answered Alice's question.

Luka quietly observed the opportunity, and when the feather pen said the word "run", he was about to tear open the space scroll without hesitation.

At the critical moment, a gentle force descended.

The tiny gray cracks in space healed again, and countless light particles lingered in the air.

When they saw the source of the light, all the humans present were shocked and bowed their heads respectfully to the clouds above: "Your Excellency the Saint."

Saint.

The true guardian of the holy city and the most powerful protector of mankind.

The breeze between heaven and earth brought a very comfortable atmosphere, without the tyranny of the dragon clan, nor the aggressiveness of the demon clan.

The terrifying vortex of demonic energy above Luke's head had long disappeared, replaced by white clouds.

"I said long ago that there is no need for these empty formalities."

Surprisingly youthful voice.

All the impetuous emotions that had been building up since the appearance of the Demon King were calmed down.

Luke couldn't help but look at him further. He couldn't see the face of the person in the clouds, but he inexplicably gave people a sense of reality.

Normally, we would feel intimidated when looking up at a strong person, but when we look up at a saint, we don’t feel that alienated. It’s as if they are ordinary people with whom we can communicate, or even be personified.

Amidst the endless adoration, the Saint simply repeated the rules of the Ten Thousand Courts to the Demon King.

The Demon King sneered in response.

"The two tribes have already reached an agreement not to distort or defame the other side in their documents."

"…Let's take a step back and talk about the rules you mentioned. Iliad's inscription is in the demon clan. What right does the Holy City have to protect him?"

The saint did not answer immediately, but looked down when he heard this.

Ever since the identity of the Devil's Son was revealed, other guests in the square, except Long, kept some distance from Luke, making him very conspicuous at the moment.

Her long black hair lay neatly on the soft fabric, and her aura was unusually calm.

Not like his demon father, and even less like his saint mother.

After this glance, the saint began to respond to the devil, saying gently: "He is just a child."

You are a big devil, why do you care about children?

“…”

The author has something to say:

Excerpt from Luke's diary:

We are all children.

A saint passed by and left a like.

The devil passed by and stepped on it.

The dragon clan flew over and gave a reward of 100 million.

Luke: Don’t go in and out of other people’s diaries at will!

The update on the 1st will be around 10 pm~ One hundred small red envelopes will be dropped randomly

PS: It’s free to speak

Recommended article by a friend who encourages me to write every day: ["Genius Operator" by Li Wenjiu]

"The Divine Tree" is a holographic online game famous for its skill freedom. It has attracted much attention from all walks of life and many top players have emerged.

The level 30 quasi-entry dungeon [Temple of Heaven and Earth] has become a nightmare for lone players with its tricky mechanisms and extremely high threshold, and can be called a Shura field for novice servers.

In the 3145 novice server, the leader of a temporary pioneering team picked up a novice healer from the entrance of the dungeon and joined the team.

The newbie looks gentle and kind, and at first glance he is a good healer with a compassionate heart.

Until facing the boss, he flexibly shuttled through the collapsing ground, accurately avoided fatal attacks, and dealt a high damage of 40%.

Teammates: “……!”

"Boss, why play healing with this operation? Wouldn't it be great if you chose a mage or a warrior?"

Zhou Sui opened the data statistics list and said truthfully: "The basic damage of treatment is low, but the speed bonus is high, which is more suitable for me."

Teammates: “?”

Later, players discovered that

He uses the nurse's healing skill as a control release;

He used the nurse's escape skill as a sudden attack;

He used the nurse's auxiliary skills as a burst of damage...

This familiar skill tree addition method is creepy.

Players: Isn’t this the assassin’s bonus? Is this guy treating the wet nurse like an assassin? ? ! !

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Zhou Sui, ID [Repetition].

He was once a contestant in a genius assembly camp, but was forced to retire from the camp due to special circumstances at his best age and has not been heard from for three years.

When he appeared in the public eye again, his dazzling talents and skills and god-level operations were difficult to replicate.

He is well-known in the gaming world as an assassin-type healer and has attracted much attention.

Later, the Star Network Forum——

New player asks - [Has anyone tried to find out how to add points to the skill tree over and over again? Looks so awesome! 】

Player A: Run, don't learn!

Player B: What? Learning milk thorns? ? ?

Player C: First of all, you have to call it repetition, and secondly, you have to be repetition.

Player D: Finally, if you still want to be successful in PVE and PVP, you need to have a bound healer called [First Yin and Yang].

PPS: It’s free to speak