"What!" Not only did Pei Mianman and the others look at each other in disbelief, but even the eyes of the demons, including Salame Mogad, almost popped out of their sockets.
Is the true form of the Demon Lord that three-headed monster bird?
Are you kidding me? Isn't that the mount of the Demon Lord?
All the demons were utterly bewildered, realizing that after all these years they still didn't know who their enemy was.
As he adjusted his breathing, Zuan walked toward the two monster birds with damaged heads. The burst of energy he had just unleashed had also greatly depleted his energy.
"I just destroyed two of your heads, and they kept growing back. I was wondering how many heads you actually have when that three-headed bird suddenly appeared in my mind. I subconsciously thought, could you have three heads?"
"But then I started to realize something was wrong. There are beings in the universe that don't rely on their heads, but they are mostly mindless monsters." Zuan thought of the huge corpse ball in the sealed land. "But you obviously don't belong to this category. After thinking about it, there's only one possibility that your body is the problem. You can be completely fine after losing your head.
"Considering that you can use the blood pool to create a body for those demons who come to the cultivation world, could you also create a body for yourself?"
"If that's the case, where exactly is your true form?"
"Just because of that, you guessed what my true form is?" The Demon Lord stared at him in disbelief.
“Of course, it’s not just that. The most conclusive evidence is that you summoned the three-headed bird from the void when you were cornered,” Zaun smiled. “That’s probably your biggest mistake. Back then, only you followed us into the teleportation array. It’s impossible to hide such a big target as the three-headed bird.”
“Besides, our world is exceptionally special. The world barrier has been regenerated, and without my permission, no living being from outside can possibly enter.” Zuan stared at the strange bird’s true form. “Yet you still managed to summon such a huge creature.”
“After thinking it over, there’s no other explanation unless you were originally one.” Zuan chuckled. “I also recalled that every time I saw you in the demon world, you were almost always inseparable from that three-headed monster bird, which further confirms my guess.”
“Just now you pretended to be in dire straits. On the surface, as long as I could withstand one attack from the three-headed bird, I would at most be seriously injured, but I would have the opportunity to kill your human form. I don’t think anyone could resist such a temptation.” Zaun glanced at Morgard below as he spoke.
Mogad blushed deeply, especially when he thought about how none of his judgments had been correct; he was so ashamed he wished he could disappear into the ground.
Zuan then changed the subject: "It's just that no one knows your true killing intent or even your true form as a strange bird. If I had thought you would only be seriously injured and dared to withstand your attacks, I would probably be a corpse by now. Speaking of which, I find it strange that you have been in the demon world for so long, yet no one knows what your true form is."
As Zuan spoke, he arrived in front of the strange bird's true form. Just as he was about to swing his sword, a beam of light enveloped the Demon Lord and pulled him away into the distance.
Zuan was startled and abruptly turned around to look.
Salami and Moghad stared at their subordinate in shock, as if they were meeting him for the first time.
The demon, with a smile on its face, slowly stepped into the sky and said to the Demon Lord, "What have you thought of the previous proposal?"
The Demon Lord seemed to recognize his voice and was both surprised and delighted: "I promise you, I promise to sign a contract with you and become your mount!"
Now that he's dying, he's naturally clinging to any straw that offers a lifeline.
All the demons present were stunned, never expecting that their once high and mighty demon lord would be so humble.
Mount?
And who exactly is this guy?
If Salami and Moghad truly considered him their former subordinate, they would be even more foolish than pigs.
At this moment, the subordinate shook his finger and corrected him, "Your Excellency has misunderstood. It is not a mount, but a companion."
"Partner, partner." The Demon Lord breathed a sigh of relief. Anyway, now it's not like you can just say whatever you want.
Actually, he had been struggling with whether or not to agree to the other party's proposal, but he was still somewhat unwilling to give up.
Having failed in his plan to invade the cultivation world, he could only place his last hope on the Lord of Slaughter's contingency plan.
But to everyone's surprise, everything went wrong, and now even his life is in danger.
Given this, agreeing to their conditions becomes a logical step.
Zaun gave Salami and the others a cold look. This woman's subordinates had been infiltrated like sieves; it was truly outrageous.
Then his gaze shifted to the subordinate: "You're the historian of time?"
He had never forgotten the mysterious messenger from the demon world, who had almost framed and killed Steward Pi, and he had always been wary of his abilities.
Now that the Lord of Demons has infiltrated, it would be strange if he couldn't.
"Yuan Zhou, the historian of time, greets Your Excellency, the Lord of this world." The light in front of the demon distorted for a moment, and when he reappeared in front of everyone, he had become a young scholar.
However, he wore a ghost mask, which made him look somewhat sinister and terrifying, lacking any of the refined air of a scholar.
"What are you planning to do here?" Zuan asked coldly.
"I came to talk to you..." The historian of time had just opened his mouth when his expression suddenly changed, because he found that the other party had already appeared in front of him in an instant, and the divine sword in his hand was stabbing towards him with the will of the entire world.
A pen instantly appeared in his hand, and he quickly wrote a word in front of him.
This chapter is not finished yet. Please click on the next page to continue reading the exciting content!
Continue read on readnovelmtl.com
