Chapter 634 King's Arrival
Kneeling respectfully before the Demon King, Perum organized his words and said:
"His Majesty……"
But before he could finish his sentence, Perum heard the Demon King say:
"Kukes is dead?"
"You know?"
Perum looked up in surprise.
The demon king didn't even open his eyes, he closed them and whispered: "I have a backup of each of your auras."
Is that why you knew about Cooks' death immediately?
Perum lowered his head again, a hint of darkness and solemnity flashed in his eyes. After hesitating for two seconds, he asked the Demon King again:
"The human race may have a formidable warrior... The attack on the Holy City..."
"continue."
"Continue... continue?"
Perum was stunned: "If there really is a being as powerful as you in the human race, then we..."
"It doesn't matter." The Demon King said softly, "As long as we can create a steady stream of monsters, it doesn't matter how many die."
"What if we run into that powerful human..."
"You won't run?"
“…”
"If you can run, run. If you can't run, surrender. At this point, nothing matters anymore."
The devil still didn't open his eyes.
He didn't even have the dignity that a demon king should have. Instead, he had a kind of dejection that was indescribable in words.
That is the calmness of not caring about anything.
The world is clearly within his grasp, and the Demon King is about to lead the monsters to build their own kingdom, but why... is the Demon King like this? Perum couldn't figure it out.
She even felt that if it was the current Demon King, even if she didn't plan anything and just asked for the Demon King's position directly, the other party would give it to her.
But... thinking about the Demon King's previous methods, Perum didn't dare to really do that.
So she lowered her head and said respectfully:
"Yes, I understand."
The Demon King's order is to kill all humans in this world, and now the remaining humans in the world are all crowded in the Holy City.
As long as the holy city is conquered, humanity will be completely destroyed.
The prerequisite is that the mysterious strong man does not take action.
…
Holy city.
It was once the center of humanity.
Of course it is still the case now.
But compared to the past, the Holy City is now a well-deserved center of humanity.
Because all the living humans in the world today may be here.
This is humanity’s last line of defense, and may also be the final graveyard of human civilization.
"It's over. Everything is over."
In the Pope's Palace in the Holy City, the Pope holding the scepter, a group of fleeing kings, nobles, and the remaining members of the brave team gathered here.
There was despair on the Pope's face and his eyes were dark.
Apart from him, the expressions of everyone else were similar, with the same despair and sadness on everyone's face.
There is no way. After all, even the brave warrior and the saint girl died at the hands of the Four Heavenly Kings. How can they, who do not have even one tenth of the strength of the brave warrior and the saint girl, resist the army of monsters of the demon clan?
"It's all Milch's fault! If it weren't for him--!"
In the brave team, a golden-haired, burly shield warrior couldn't suppress his anger at this moment and cursed in a low voice.
Next to the shield warrior, a petite little girl with a black scarf on her face, dressed as an assassin, said, "He was left in the royal city and is probably dead now."
"I only regret not killing him myself!!"
the burly shield warrior yelled.
He completely ignored the fact that Milch's family, the Duke of Rags's family, was standing next to him.
But even if the people of Duke Rags's family heard the shield warrior's curse, they did not react at this moment.
It is true that the honor of the Duke's family cannot be damaged, but Milch is an exception.
What he did was beyond the limits of what the Duke's family could tolerate. He attacked the hero and the saint... Didn't he know that his actions might very well destroy the world? In fact, from now on, his actions had already caused the destruction of the world.
Therefore, the people of the Duke's family hated the unfilial son of the family even more. After all, if it weren't for him, the Duke's family wouldn't have moved to the Holy City for refuge, let alone been buried with the Holy City! The people of the Duke's family kept silent and tried their best to be a small transparent person.
The youngest king of the kingdom asked the Pope after a moment of silence:
"Your Holiness, now... is there really no way to stop the monsters?"
The Pope said nothing, but just shook his head.
The assassin of the Brave Squad asked: "What about the goddess? The Saint and the Brave were both chosen by the goddess. Now that the Saint and the Brave have both died, will the goddess..."
"We haven't received an oracle in a long time."
The Pope interrupted the assassin girl and said in a dull voice.
As soon as these words came out, everyone present was shocked, and the king immediately asked, "What do you mean by not getting the oracle? Aren't the saint and the hero chosen by the goddess?!"
"No." The Pope explained: "Since the Demon King of that generation was destroyed by the hero more than four hundred years ago, the one who selected the hero...is no longer the goddess, but the magic left by the goddess.
“That magic will automatically select the right people and leave a mark on those who are qualified to become heroes and saints… We just need to find that mark.
"This was originally a secret of our church, but now...it doesn't matter anymore."
Everyone fell silent again, and an even greater feeling of despair spread.
After a while, the assassin's calm voice reached everyone's ears, and she asked:
"So, you're saying that the goddess won't save us at all, right?"
"Perhaps."
"What does maybe mean?" The assassin was puzzled.
The Pope whispered, "The goddess once left an oracle. If things are really bad to the point where they cannot be reversed, a new god will naturally appear..."
"Where is the new god?"
The king, who had been relatively calm before, was not calm at all at this moment, and he questioned loudly.
But at this moment, a soldier from the Holy City came running over, knelt down on the ground in a hurry and shouted: "Your Majesty! Your Holiness the Pope!! No... It's bad! Harold... The traitor Harold has returned with Milch!!!"
"What!!!" The king was furious when he heard this: "That traitor! How dare he come back! What do you do for a living? Didn't I tell you that if you see him again in the future, you will kill him without mercy!"
Harold is a traitor to the kingdom, or more accurately, a traitor to humanity.
He was once the court magician of the kingdom, but was later bewitched by the succubus queen, plotted against the brave and the saint, and betrayed humanity.
Milch dared to attack the hero, but he actually had his own calculations behind it.
Now, he actually dares to come to the Holy City?
Wait...how did he get here? And with Milch? ?
The king was furious, but then he realized that the holy city was now heavily guarded and isolated from the inside and outside. The teleportation formation was also completely closed after the last group of people were transferred here.
It stands to reason that unless Harold breaks through the defenses of the holy city and attacks in person, he will not be able to get in at all.
But now the holy city has not sounded the alarm, nor has it been attacked by monsters. How did Harold get in? The king just thought of this when he heard the soldier panic and said, "We can't... We can't win at all—!"
"What a joke! The Sword Master, second only to the Hero, is stationed outside. How could he be a traitor——"
The king shouted angrily.
But at this moment.
Boom!!! The outer layer of the hall was smashed, and a figure fell heavily in front of everyone along with the shattered wall.
The figure slid on the ground for a long time due to inertia. When it finally stopped, it happened to stop in the middle of the crowd, allowing everyone to see the man's appearance.
He was a middle-aged man holding a sword. He had a full beard and long red hair that fell wildly behind him.
The king recognized his identity the first time he saw him.
The Kingdom Sword Master!
As a sword master whose strength is second only to the brave, he is the stabilizer of this holy city. As long as he is around, everyone will feel more at ease.
However, now, this pillar of support in the eyes of everyone was knocked to the ground, and even the precious holy sword in his hand had cracks and was about to break!
"Sword... Your Excellency the Sword Saint?"
The king stared at the Sword Master in a daze.
The Sword Master leaned on his sword, barely stood up from the ground, and looked towards the palace entrance.
He didn't say anything, but his actions said it all.
There are enemies coming from the entrance!
Who is it? Is it Harold? Impossible. If Harold has this kind of power, why would he serve as a dog for the demons?
Everyone was confused and surprised when they heard footsteps coming from the entrance.
The clattering sound of the footsteps was very loud, as if it was done on purpose for them to hear.
With such footsteps, the figure approached from the entrance. Everyone saw his appearance clearly. It was Harold who betrayed humanity! "Humans! Kneel down! Welcome your new god!"
As soon as Harold stood in front of everyone, he spread his hands in an exaggerated manner, raised his head proudly, and his expression was almost the same as when he knelt down to worship the succubus queen! Among those present, the only magician in the brave team who remained silent throughout the whole process was the first one to take action when he saw Harold.
The magician was a girl, about 20 years old. Her eyes were red and swollen, as if she had just cried, but she acted without hesitation. As soon as she saw Harold, she fired a pyroblast that could blow up the entire palace! Casting without a spell, it was activated instantly! This was enough to prove the talent and potential of this magician girl.
If this pyrotechnics was used on the battlefield, if the monsters were not stopped, it would definitely kill a large number of monsters in an instant! However, such a powerful pyrotechnics suddenly extinguished when it approached Harold, turning into a small spark that could be easily extinguished, without causing any harm to Harold.
"!"
This scene shocked everyone who knew the magician's strength. The assassin even sensed that something was wrong and hid in the shadows, accumulating strength for his attack.
The shield warrior also stood in front of the magician and looked at Harold solemnly.
Only Harold's expression remained unchanged, still wearing that extremely exaggerated smile.
Then he suddenly turned around, and in front of everyone's surprised gaze, he took two steps back and knelt respectfully on the ground, his posture as pious as that of a fanatic.
As he knelt down to greet him, another person walked in from the door.
"Mil…chi?"
When he saw the last person who came in, the king read out the man's name in disbelief.
This is the man who should have died in the royal city, the current sinner of humanity, the eldest son of the Duke's family.
Mirchi Rags!
(End of this chapter)
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