"But seizing the fruits of victory inevitably comes at a heavy price."
"He is a newly promoted superhuman, relying on the divine artifact and the giant weapon, hiding in the north and not daring to fight head-on. This is the aftereffect of this battle, and he is in a period of recuperation."
"Wouldn't it be better if we first used a group of strong people to wear down the enemy, and then took the opportunity to strike? This would both suppress the enemy and reap the greatest benefits."
Upon hearing this, the demons were taken aback.
The major events that occurred in the North were revealed to the Demon Clan by the Azure Scale Demon King, who was in the know, in exchange for some benefits.
Those who dare to hunt gods must have powerful backers. Coupled with the further threat from the Knights of Middle-earth, their decision was to focus on establishing diplomacy with the Gluttonous Demon King.
"A thousand years have passed, but that terrible battle has had a tremendous impact on the abyss."
"Have you forgotten the terror brought by the Great Demon of Gluttony?"
Elder Tianluo uttered his last words, then lowered his head and remained silent.
Bang!
A layer of violent flames, like fireworks burning.
The little giant on the throne was now exposed to the light.
His body was like a giant worm, and his head was a worm-like brain resembling that of a human, with three pairs of dark red eyes as sharp as scythes.
Between its brows was a large eye with a jet-black pupil that began to spin, filling one with dread.
His identity is that of the demon king who entrenched himself in the western plains of the Middle Kingdom, used an extra life to annihilate the Norse god of war, slaughter countless lives, and forge the throne of bones.
nightmare.
The nightmare of Middle-earth, breaking the spine of the Norse knights, was called "the poisonous insect that gnaws at the world" by the Tower of Horus.
It lacks the business acumen of the Azure Scale Demon King and the behind-the-scenes manipulation of the Cunning Demon King; what it possesses is a thirst for slaughter. Any enemy who opposes it is subjected to the most painful execution, and its glory and splendor are wantonly trampled upon.
Even today, the cries of the strong still linger in the Mickey Mountains. Those descendants of those who dared to challenge him, regardless of gender, were imprisoned indefinitely, subjected to wanton humiliation and torture, and gave birth to a new generation of perpetual torture, for whom even suicide was forbidden.
"Bingeing".
The Nightmare Demon King sneered, his three pairs of blood-red eyes radiating endless crimson light.
If they were intelligent races, they would fall into depravity in an instant, their bodies, minds, and souls all sinking into the abyss, descending into madness.
Seeing a hint of anger in their loyal emperor, the demons felt a chill and a trace of panic appeared on their faces.
What can quell His Majesty's anger is food.
The best food is young, vibrant virgins.
Among those newly conquered cities, there are monasteries and a girls' academy, which perfectly meet His Majesty's needs.
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