◎Demon Soldier Arena◎
Ever since he got the SR-quality illusion card, Warren has been thinking about how to win the loyalty of the Demon King's army.
Using illusions to portray oneself as an omnipotent warrior who can slay tigers and dragons can certainly intimidate the Demon King's army, but it will also leave many hidden dangers. Once one reveals his lack of strength in the future, it will easily backfire on him.
What's more, Warren had no idea about the combat power level of the Demon Realm. What if the average strength of the Demon King was such that he could kill the dragon clan with just a breath, but he foolishly created the illusion that he had finally killed the demon dragon, wouldn't that be self-defeating?
In the end, it was the matter of letting the demon clan release the right to name that gave Warren an idea. Instead of thinking about how to get the Demon King's Army to recognize his identity as the Demon King, it would be better to let the Demon King's Army think about how to gain the recognition of the new Demon King.
When the difficulties are passed on to the demon soldiers, they no longer have time to consider whether the demon king is competent. Instead, they have to try their best to maintain their current status or even strive for a higher position. After that, they will naturally support themselves for the status they have worked so hard to obtain.
Thus, an illusion named "Magic Soldiers Arena" appeared.
But the actual situation was smoother than Warren had imagined.
The demon soldiers, who had never had proper training but had a fanatical pursuit of strength, rushed to the arena with shining eyes. They were not discouraged when they returned to the audience seats after failure. They boasted about the unique comments given to them by the Demon King and cheered for the battle on the field with "Oh oh oh".
The atmosphere was so heated that it was hard to tell that these demon soldiers were just sighing and groaning in disarray.
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The demon soldiers don't have any fixed moves, they basically rely on violent attacks, using all their magic power to slash at each other on the arena, and the one who doesn't lose his head is the winner.
Fortunately, this is an illusion, so even if the head is really separated, nothing will happen. To be on the safe side, Warren rushed to rescue the loser and sent him back to the audience seats. In less than half an hour, nearly a thousand magic soldiers had fought a round on the arena, and the winners fought again to select the stronger soldiers.
As the competition progressed, fewer and fewer demon soldiers were able to remain on the arena, and in the end, there were only less than ten demon soldiers left.
Focusing on noting down a few basic moves that the magic soldiers used smoothly, and also having a general understanding of the overall strength of the magic soldiers, Warren glanced at the remaining time shown on the illusion card and raised his right hand. The magic soldiers fighting fiercely on the arena were instantly transferred to the platform in the center. The rest of the arena disappeared, and the Roman columns moved again, forming a pattern of many stars surrounding the moon, surrounding the arena in the center.
"The game is over."
The demon king's elegant yet majestic voice resounded through the sky.
"Adela, Wata, Polly, and Erke each lead a squad of 120 Cavalry Demon Soldiers, and Jesse, Eugene, Alec, and Arabella each lead a squad of 130 Sword Demon Soldiers."
The demon soldiers listened attentively to the Demon King's arrangements and did not show any dissatisfaction.
Not to mention that the Demon King has the power to arrange them. These demon soldiers named by the Demon King are the ones who have stood on the arena to the end. Naturally, the other demon soldiers are convinced.
And when the Demon King began to assign teams to each demon soldier on the spot so that they all had a place to go, they had no time to envy others. They only thought about working hard to improve their own combat effectiveness so that they could seize such an opportunity next time.
The demon soldiers who were appointed as team leaders on the arena were all so excited that their faces turned red and their necks became thick. The joy of being recognized by the Demon King and the prospect of the future made them grin foolishly. They were very grateful to the Demon King for appreciating them and were in awe of him from the bottom of their hearts.
This new Demon King is not only powerful enough to create such a shocking scene, but he can also see their shortcomings in battle and even remember their names clearly. He is simply an omniscient and omnipotent demon!
The sneak attack on the Blood Wolf Clan leader must have been because the Demon King arrived late. It was definitely not possible that he was deliberately taking advantage of the situation!
Warren, who had been eavesdropping on the discussion of the demon soldiers in the audience and taking notes quickly, deliberately mentioned all the names he had written down, pretending that he knew the names of all the demon soldiers, and calmly accepted the admiring gazes of the demon soldiers. He paused for a moment, waiting for the noisy atmosphere on and off the stage to subside a little, before continuing:
"You are the most elite soldiers under my command, and the top force defending the Demon Realm..."
Warren spent several days writing this speech. He also listened to many suggestions from the card system and revised it several times. It is very inspiring.
He first talked about the significance and value of the Demon King's Army, affirmed the contributions made by the Demon Soldiers to the Demon Realm, and then, in view of the situation in the arena, listed the problems that existed in the battles of the Demon Soldiers, and talked about his vision and expectations for the Demon Soldiers as a Demon King...
How could the inexperienced demon soldiers withstand such tactics? They all held their heads high and their blood boiled. They wished they could run around the Demon Realm a thousand or eight hundred times, work hard to increase their strength, and sacrifice their lives for the grand plan that would benefit the Demon Realm.
Therefore, when Warren finally proposed the "Demon King's Army Training Plan", the demon soldiers not only had no objection, but also shouted "Our team one can do more training" and "Our team two is guaranteed to take first place", as if they had made sufficient mental preparations.
By this time, the competition to win over the morale of the army had been a complete success. Warren raised the corners of his lips happily, looked at the countdown on the card, and without further delay, he withdrew the illusion.
[Psychic Illusion-Effect Ended]
[Remaining uses 2/3]
The demon soldiers who were still howling to show their loyalty suddenly felt a darkness before their eyes. After enduring the sudden dizziness, they opened their eyes again and found themselves back in the open space next to the lava lake.
The grass was dry and the earth was scorched, the wind and sand were still blowing, and the sun was hanging high in the sky in the same position as before. The long time they had spent in the arena seemed to have no trace at all.
At this time, the Demon King was still sitting on the charred rocks by the lake. His body was thin, but the demon soldiers did not dare to look at him directly as before. They all knelt on the ground and shouted excitedly: "King! King! King! "
Warren's ears hurt from the noise, so he stood up calmly, his elf ears bent back, and when the demon soldiers' shouting stopped, he said, "Line up."
Several demon soldiers who had just been appointed as captains were stunned for a moment. After understanding what the Demon King meant, they quickly jumped up, shouting and gesturing to signal their teammates to come over to them.
The demon soldiers lined up in a mess like headless flies, until Liel came with a group of demon servants in a mighty manner, then they divided themselves into teams and looked at the Demon King expectantly.
After all, it was the first time they lined up, and it was not easy to find their respective teams. Warren did not mean to make things difficult for the magic soldiers. He briefly encouraged them and then signaled Lille to start preparing the banquet.
It's impossible to trick the magic soldiers into training without giving them food. The Dark Iron Dwarves just delivered an order for a batch of rock iron pots yesterday, which were fully equipped for the Demon King's Palace's familiar chefs. Warren ordered the head familiar chef and a group of familiar chefs to prepare a sumptuous dinner for the magic soldiers, and the familiars in the Demon King's Palace were also on the invitation list for the banquet.
The familiar chefs were all very excited when they were entrusted with such an important task for the first time. After being trained by the familiar chef, they basically mastered the technique of frying meat. They took out large chunks of animal meat from the granary and fried them until they were crispy and juicy, which made the demon soldiers envious.
With the Demon King in charge, the demon soldiers were obedient and dared not to grab the meat. They could only watch the smooth movements of the demon chef and swallow their saliva. Some demon soldiers had already inquired about the origin of the rock iron pan that could make delicious fried meat. After learning that it was made by the Demon King himself, they all marveled at the Demon King's omniscience and omnipotence.
He is strong, cares about them, and cooks delicious food! If those defected demon soldiers knew that the new demon king is so good, they would definitely regret it!
The aroma of fried meat spread around the lava lake, and laughter spread throughout the military camp. The demon soldiers happily formed circles around the demon chef. Even the demon servants, who had always been looked down upon by them, were accepted and sat together to eat and chat.
The demon soldiers who had won one or two battles in the arena or had been praised by the Demon King spared no effort in repeating their experiences, and from time to time they used gestures to describe to their servants the grandeur and majesty of the Roman columns and the arena.
Warren did not act like a demon king. Instead, he sat with the demon soldiers, watching them dancing and gesticulating with a smile. After eating a piece of fried meat, he distributed a few pieces of chocolate to the demon soldiers around him. He waited until it got dark and the blood moon rose into the sky, then he returned to the bedroom in the Demon King's Palace, called up the card system again, and looked at the prompt at the top.
[Achievement: Great Reputation lv2]
[Evaluation: The Demon King's army will fight to the death for you.]
[Achievement Pack: Magic Crystal X3]
[Additional comment: The banquet is about to start, can your granary still hold up?]
Warren's mouth twitched, and he tapped the Demon King's crown with his fingers: "You added this additional evaluation yourself, right?"
Ever since the previous Demon King was defeated, he has not led his army to hunt, nor has he received tribute from other demons. Even if he does not hold a banquet today, the granary will be unable to hold on sooner or later. It is better to let the demon soldiers have a good meal so that they can be full of energy to hunt monsters tomorrow.
The task of pacifying the Demon King's army, which had given him a headache, was finally completed smoothly as planned. Warren couldn't help but feel that the road ahead was much wider. He stopped worrying about it and lay down on the bed. He quickly fell asleep until he was awakened by the smell of fried meat the next morning. He was still immersed in the beautiful dream of the chocolate castle at night.
"Luckily, we have the rock iron pot," Warren said to himself thankfully, thinking of the lack of food nowadays. "Fried meat is delicious, and maybe we can make something even more delicious in the future, like fried potatoes and meat."
In fact, the familiar chef Silui was practicing cooking in a rock iron wok a few days ago and figured out how to make broth, which is to throw the meat into water and cook until white foam appears. Since there is no seasoning, the taste is really not good. Anyway, Warren didn't understand why the other familiars ate it with gusto.
Because of the cooking of this broth, Warren even obtained a new system achievement.
[Achievement: Dark Cuisine]
[Comment: This thing can be called food? Are you serious?]
[Achievement Pack: Wishful thinking, there is no pack for this kind of rubbish!]
Warren: “…”
Even if he is a player with a complete encyclopedia, he doesn't want to collect this kind of achievement!
Warren was so angry at the system that he vowed to achieve the top achievement of [Delicious Delicacies]. He was ready to take a look for edible plants while leading the Demon King's army to hunt.
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