He had known this for a long time.

The Four Gods of the Abyss told him very clearly that for the Will of the Stars, it was okay to absorb fragments from other worlds to expand itself, but it would never allow the fundamental rules to be affected by other events.

The world rules of strong control and high suppression are the trump card weapon of the will of the stars to deal with other world groups.

Any existence that could potentially weaken an ace weapon increases the risk to the world itself.

So, from the very beginning, the dungeon monsters had no choice.

Their future is a crossroads.

One side of the road leads to a future destroyed by outsiders.

The other side of the road leads to a future that destroys outsiders.

There is no other way.

The Abyss is an extremely terrifying world.

In order to maximize the use of power, both the evil gods of the abyss and the demons do not mind spreading malice to all parts of the world.

In a trance, Hermer remembered that when he was first blessed by Tzeentch, he once said:

"Can't we live in peace with the people outside? With my ability, I can still suppress the monsters instead of letting them wreak havoc outside."

However, Tzeentch told the King of Monsters a story.

The story of a dungeon race called monsters.

Generally speaking, monsters that have been contaminated by the will of the dungeon world are actually extensions of the will of the dungeon.

Their existence proves that the will of the dungeon will still live in this world for a long time.

This is something that the will of the stars will never allow.

Among the monster race, some had the crazy idea of ​​escaping from the dungeon.

For this reason, even if it means changing one's race and distorting one's soul, one must live in this world for a long time.

But they have no idea that the essence of their souls is the will of the dungeon world.

Choosing to abandon the will of the dungeon is equivalent to choosing to abandon your own soul.

There are still many monsters who don't believe in evil.

They still firmly believed that it must be a deception, and that as long as they could successfully parasitize the chosen race of the former Star Continent, they would be able to be reborn.

At that time, Herme was unsurprisingly attracted by the story told by Tzeentch.

He asked curiously:

"So they failed?"

“Are they considered successful or unsuccessful?”

Tzeentch's voice at that time was very happy, with an indescribable joy.

He said:

“The moment they choose to inhabit the next generation of the Overlord race, their souls are completely shattered, turning into countless fragments and merging with the future Overlords and the elves.

If I just look at it from my perspective, their situation is even more miserable than their souls disappearing.

But they seemed to think they had been reborn, and became even crazier about it.

The final result was that the souls of a large number of elves were shattered, and eventually a pile of soul remnants merged together to form a group of heretic races.

They are no longer elves, nor are they monsters.

It is a creature that has never appeared in the world before.

This new life dies quickly shortly after it is born.

Because they borrowed the power of Slaanesh, they began to use their originally relatively pure bodies to mate with the demons.

Using the power of magic to blur the reproductive isolation, they quickly cultivated new flesh-stitched monsters.

Then a group of mental stitched monsters merged into the physical stitched monsters, creating strange things that were rarely seen in many world groups.

If possible, I would prefer to call them Chimera.

It is the ultimate suture product.

Of course, now more people like to call them... elves."

After hearing this story, a trace of solemnity flashed across Helmer's eyes.

He said: "What about the world will of the previous dungeon, and even its race?"

At that time, Tzeentch said in a voice of great surprise:

“The races that hosted the world’s will and their souls were all destroyed, and the will of the dungeon naturally vanished.

However, the fugitives still seem to think that they have successfully escaped from the underground city.

It's interesting, if they could escape the blockade of the will of the stars so easily, why didn't they think of another possibility? It wasn't them who escaped the blockade.

It’s that they no longer need to be blocked.”

When Tzeentch said this, there was a kind of coldness and silence that Herme could not understand.

It was like a giant stone sculpture crawling on the ground, telling an extremely horrifying truth in an emotionless voice.

That is, the monsters did not disguise themselves as elves and successfully escape from the dungeon.

They destroyed themselves before they could fight against the various forces in the Star Continent.

The trolls that they left behind to bear the pollution actually inherited more monster characteristics than them.

But the troll, whose soul was already as good as destroyed, could no longer awaken the dormant power in his body.

The monster clan, without any external influence, naturally became extinct.

After hearing the story, an idea came into Herme's mind.

That is, no matter what, you cannot set foot on the monster's ending.

That ending was too sad.

This was definitely not the result he wanted to see.

Thinking of this, he knew that he had no way out.

He was unwilling to let his compatriots be killed by outsiders just to give that small group of people a chance to survive.

If my hands are stained with blood, I can keep my race alive.

Then he had no hesitation.

Even if it means sacrificing one's life to become a demon.

Recalling the past, Helmer once again reaffirmed his thoughts.

He whispered: "I will never allow my country, my subjects, and my subordinates to end up in such a miserable way."

The demon king Herme gave up his fantasy and decided to use all means to find a possibility for his people to survive.

Even if my hands are covered in blood.

He raised his head, looked at the cadre and said:

"Tell the Demon King's army on the front line that we will soon send our main force to assist them. Let them do their best to hold back the Cursed Legion."

The cadres looked puzzled.

No, Lord Demon, where can we get reinforcements now? Is there any hidden card that I don't know about?

As soon as he raised his head, he saw Helme's determined expression.

It looks like it's saying:

"How many of your compatriots have you killed before? The trump card I will pull out next can reverse everything."

That unprecedented confidence made the Demon King's army officers silent for a moment.

If there really is a trump card, then it is not impossible to try hard.

So he knelt on one knee, expressed his determination to continue fighting for a long time, and then turned and left.

After a moment.

Hermo turned and looked at the New Four Heavenly Kings.

He said calmly:

"How are you doing now?"

The Four Heavenly Kings were silent for a long time.

Scarlet Rose finally spoke up: "Master Demon, our strength is improving very quickly."

She is one of the new Four Heavenly Kings who was promoted to this position after the death of the Scarlet Queen.

The former Scarlet Queen accidentally encountered the Great Sin of Greed and instantly knelt down in an extremely decisive manner.

Then, as the Scarlet Queen's former subordinate, Scarlet Rose was quickly forced to take on the task.

After Scarlet Rose spoke, Helmer finally showed a rare smile on his face and said:

"Then continue to improve until you can no longer contain this power."

"Yes, my king."

Beside Scarlet Rose, the other four Heavenly Kings spoke in unison.

After Helmer left, the Blade of Destruction of the Four Heavenly Kings said:

"Everyone, I am lucky to have worked with you all these years, but this is all."

It was unknown where Hermo brought him back from, seriously injured and dying, so he chose to transform his life essence into a monster and became Hermo's subordinate.

Now his strength has been upgraded to demigod and he has become one of the Four Heavenly Kings.

But now he had a calm yet miserable smile on his face, as if he was about to die.

Scarlet Rose trembled and said, "If we continue to consume that power like this, will we die?"

The Fire King of the Four Heavenly Kings said calmly:

"I don't know if we will die, but we will definitely not be ourselves by then."

The Dragon of Disaster is the only one of the Four Heavenly Kings who has lived from the past to the present.

The other four heavenly kings were all killed by powerful people from outside.

As for other strong men, no one expected that their final death would be self-destruction.

"I never thought that the path chosen by the monster we have been mocking would be our final destination."

The dragon of disaster sighed to the sky.

Over the past few thousand years, he witnessed the destruction of the world he lived in and watched their world being swallowed up by the star continent.

Tell you something funny.

At that time, the fragments of their world were floating in the star realm, always trying to find a harbor to live in.

Later they saw a cluster of worlds that allowed fragments of worlds from all sides to enter.

That group of worlds looks powerful, but it seems to have very strict requirements for devouring world fragments.

However, they were almost out of food and ammunition, and finally couldn't resist the temptation and chose to actively integrate into that world group.

Later, the Dragon of Disaster discovered that it was a huge scam.

He had never seen such a terrifying world group.

Absolute defense sometimes also means absolute offense.

It's just that the direction of attack is different...

And now, they are part of the underground city.

Naturally, they became the target of attack.

He had heard Herme tell stories about monsters.

He had even heard the Demon King say more than once that he absolutely did not want his race to fall to this level.

This is simply genocide.

In order to prevent this from happening, he was even willing to actively let go of his body and allow the power of the Four Gods of the Abyss to flow through his body, turning himself into a container of the abyss.

The purpose is to prevent this from happening.

The Abyss is crazy.

But the power of the abyss is also strong.

The Four Gods of the Abyss have their own plans.

What the Demon King was thinking at the time was to seek a balance among these calculations.

Find a middle point between forces that sway like reeds.

Perhaps in this way, we can find a balance point for our own race in the balance of many forces.

But now it seems that the search for equilibrium has failed.

Or rather...

They think too simply.

Neither the Abyss nor the Star Continent wants them to suffer.

There is no need to explain the bottomless abyss.

The goal of the Four Gods of the Abyss is to force him out of the dungeon and destroy the races on the continent, thereby weakening the internal circulation of the galaxy.

And the Will of the Stars did not want him to continue hiding in the dungeon.

The dungeon was about to be swallowed up, and there was no place for him and his race to stay.

After a delay of one hundred years, the problem of the abscess of world will was still not solved.

Eventually, they will have to fight with various forces on the Star Continent.

But why did such a terrifying existence appear in this era?

If they had hoped before, they would be able to develop by wreaking havoc and forcibly occupying an area, thus allowing the majority of creatures in their race to survive.

Now they don’t have that idea anymore.

The power of the Cursed Legion shattered their dreams.

The divine power of the Imperial Prince suppressed the power of the Demon Lord.

After a lot of entanglement, they could only come to one conclusion.

That means there is no possibility of protecting the main force.

The only thing to consider is to preserve as many monsters as possible.

But how to survive under those powerful monsters?

Then the ridiculous thing happened.

They once again turned their attention to the monsters they once despised the most.

The ultimate limit of fusion monsters is not elves.

Using the many materials left behind by the Church of the Abyss as samples, they developed a method.

That is an evil method that can integrate the soul, body, and the origin of life into one.

As members of the Demon King's Army continued to die on the front lines, their strength and corpses would continue to converge towards the upper echelons of the Demon King's Army under the influence of an unknown force.

Ordinary monsters merge into elite monsters.

Elite monsters merged into small cadres.

Small cadres merge into cadres.

The cadres are integrated into the strongest four heavenly kings.

Maybe eventually...

This force will continue to gather upwards and enter Hermes' body.

The ultimate life that combines all powers may be born.

But that life is definitely no longer the future of their race that they once expected.

The Dragon of Disaster slowly closed its eyes.

He could already feel his own self-existence beginning to wear thin.

Judging from the fighting situation on the front line, if it continues for another half a day, his ego will will not be able to survive.

The final creature that was born was a grafted life form that used the body of the Dragon of Disaster as its foundation and incorporated the powers of countless monsters.

That would only be the product of madness with chaotic consciousness.

At least one thing is certain.

He is strong enough like that.

I just wonder if he, who has embraced countless compatriots and even the power of other races, will have the chance to touch that terrifying existence?

The monster that suppressed the Demon King's army and prevented them from advancing further.

The God of War Louis.

Yes.

Whether it is the Star Continent camp.

Or maybe the Demon King's army camp.

Or those evil god believers who are hiding.

Now, there is a common name for that existence.

That is the God of War.

"You guys stay with Lord Hermo for a while longer. Start with me first. Let me try out the gold content of the God of War."

The Disaster Dragon calmly uttered his last words.

Everyone looked at each other for a long time and finally nodded.

But the eyes of the Disaster Dragon became increasingly gloomy.

There was only one thought left in his mind: "Will I win?"

…

Boom! Dragon blood spilled all over the ground.

Louis pulled his hand back indifferently: "The Demon King's Army? They will be killed!"

(End of this chapter)