Chapter 151 The Devil Says Let There Be Light

The fourth level of the maze, the forest outside the foggy town.

Helen, standing on the tree, looked expressionlessly at the goblins that were noisily rushing into the forest in the distance, her cold eyes filled with disdain.

What an ugly bunch.

If these guys weren't servants of the devil, she would probably have been unable to resist casting a spell to turn these bugs into fertilizer for the forest.

Sitting on a tree branch nearby, Shirley held the back of her head with both hands, swinging her calves leisurely and speaking in a chatty tone.

"Since the Demon King came, our forest has become more and more lively."

Hearing her sister's voice, Helen said expressionlessly.

“It got to the point where I started to question whether this was even right.”

Shirley turned her head and glanced at her sister in surprise. She remembered that her sister used to admire the devil from the hell.

Especially after hearing about the theory of "photosynthesis" and "everything is made up of tiny cells", her admiration for His Majesty the Demon King was like a surging river...

As a result, in the blink of an eye, her filter for the Demon King seemed to be shattered.

But Shirley could understand her sister's dissatisfaction.

The Misty Forest has withered into its current state. The resources were already scarce, and now there is a new neighbor. The already scarce resources are almost visibly becoming even less available.

It wasn't just my sister who opposed it. Many young people in the clan also had complaints about it, but they did not discuss it openly because they were afraid of the Demon King's majesty.

Including their father, he was also worried about this matter.

However, even so, Shirley is still optimistic.

After all, the Demon King said that it won’t be long before the Misty Forest will be bright again.

Once the sunlight shines into the forest, under their care, this dead forest will soon come back to life.

If it were the Misty Forest in its heyday, it would be more than enough to accommodate not only one goblin tribe, but even ten goblin tribes.

Watching the group of short figures disappear into the depths of the forest, Helen hung her walking stick behind her and spoke in a cold tone.

"They better pray they don't offend me...otherwise I will definitely not be polite to these guys."

Feeling the coldness in the tone, Shirley, who was sitting next to him, shivered involuntarily.

"I don't think so. After all, they seem to listen to the Demon King."

Helen snorted coldly.

"It would be better."

At the same time that Helen and Shirley were monitoring the goblins entering the designated area to set up camp, Tyrael, the leader of the Grey Wind Tribe, was standing in an open space in the forest, quietly waiting for something.

I don't know how long I waited, but a breeze blew slowly through the forest.

The withered wooden cane in Tyrael's hand twisted slightly, making a creaking sound as he let out a hoarse whisper.

“Here I come.”

Tyrael's expression froze when he heard this.

At the same time, a burly and strong figure walked out from the shadow of the forest.

It was an orc.

The gnarled muscles made the rough leather armor on his body bulge, and the animal skin battle robe draped over his broad shoulders was like a battle flag hanging on a flagpole! On his back was a huge double-edged battle axe, with shocking scars covering his dark green skin and the axe blade that was as heavy as a city gate.

Looking at Tyrael standing at the entrance of the cave, the corners of his mouth with fangs raised broke into a ferocious smile, like a tiger seeing a sheep.

"How are you, Lord of the Grey Wind Tribe, Tyrael Moonblade."

Looking at the orc warrior standing at the entrance of the cave, Tyrael felt a huge pressure coming at him, causing him to involuntarily tighten the dry wood cane in his hand.

Thanks to the support of the dry wooden cane, he did not show any inappropriate expression and spoke normally.

"How are you... Grak Bloodblade, we meet again."

Grak Bloodblade! One of the demons under Reggie Dragon, and one of the only four remaining demons. His strength is suspected to have reached the peak of the platinum level, second only to Reggie Dragon himself! As the leader of the Bloodblade clan, he and his people currently occupy the sixth to ninth floors of the maze, and are the most formidable force under the surface of Thunder County! Since the death of Reggie Dragon, the maze has been in chaos with demons fighting and warlords separatist... As the leaders of their respective tribes, they have not had face-to-face contact like this for a long time.

Looking at Tyrael who was trying to remain calm, Grak couldn't help but smile playfully, and a hint of disdain gradually appeared in his eyes.

Although this guy's strength is above Kasen Skull Crusher and is suspected to have reached the peak of the gold level, he still appreciates the latter more.

And this is also the reason why he supported the ogre to become the lord of the upper level of the maze.

Of course, he didn't expect that Kasen Skullcrusher would defect to Chaos, but that's a story for later.

"Forget the polite words. We in the Blood Blade Clan don't practice those."

Grak raised his head and looked around, but did not see the shadow of the Demon King. Then he spoke in a tone with a hint of sarcasm.

"Speaking of which, where is our Demon King? He called us here, so why is he hiding himself?"

Just yesterday, the Demon King sent a messenger to his palace, inviting him to the fourth level of the maze to discuss the future of the underground maze in Thunder County.

If it were in the past, he would not have paid any attention to the Demon King's invitation. After all, he and his people had finally gained independence and had no interest in being dominated by that inexplicable guy again.

Unfortunately, the Chaos Gate was right above his head. Even if he didn't want to offend the Demon King, he had to consider the threat of Chaos invasion.

Just as he finished speaking, a light laugh suddenly came from the forest.

"How rude! Who do you think you are to have the Demon King wait here for you in advance?"

Grak squinted his eyes and saw a little devil sitting on a treetop not far away.

She was wearing a white dress embellished with red ribbons, and her fiery red hair looked like burning flames.

Those scarlet eyes looked familiar to him, but that slightly childish face was obviously not the same person.

Grak guessed something and a look of realization appeared on his face.

"I was wondering who it was. Turns out it was Cathy's henchman... It seems like you took over after she died."

Cathy is the former queen of Nightmare Land and one of the demon generals under Reggie Dragun.

Gluck had some impression of that guy, although it wasn't a very good one. He just remembered that he was a noisy guy.

Thinking of this, he suddenly grinned and said in a sinister tone.

"Do you want to know how she died? I saw it with my own eyes. A group of musketeers shot her and her cubs down from the sky, tore off her wings, and impaled her and her cubs on spears. It was a spectacular scene. It's a pity that I didn't bring the video crystal, otherwise I would have recorded it for you... to show you the consequences of working for the devil."

Tyrael had a blank expression on his face. This kind of thing was perfectly normal in a war. Most of the captured night elves received the same treatment, or were burned at the stake.

However, after hearing the vivid description, Sissi instantly became furious, and her scarlet eyes shot out murderous light.

“You bastard…”

Gluck ignored her.

She was just a little devil, at most silver level, two levels behind him in strength. If they really fought, he could even let her use one hand——

However, at this moment, a creepy feeling suddenly crept up his back and spread to his whole body.

His instincts, honed through countless battles, alerted him! Grak narrowed his eyes slightly, and suddenly saw countless scarlet eyes lit up under the shadow of the forest.

The number is at least thousands!

"...Oh, should I feel honored to be welcomed with such a grand ceremony?" Grak raised his hand and grasped the double-edged battle axe on his back. The arrogant smile on his face remained unchanged, but he felt fearful in his heart.

There's nothing to be afraid of about a little devil.

But hundreds of them are another matter!

Sissi, who was sitting on the treetop, sneered, played with her nails, and spoke slowly.

"Please don't misunderstand me. The Demon King has not prepared such a grand welcome ceremony for you. It's just that my subordinates don't want to leave my side for a minute. No matter where I go, they will follow me."

Gluck scoffed.

"Oh, a bunch of wild dogs."

Xixi narrowed her cold eyes.

"Believe it or not, I will tear your mouth apart!"

The two sides were on the verge of a fight, and the atmosphere reached freezing point!

Tyrael, who was standing aside, remained indifferent. He just watched coldly, neither stepping forward to mediate nor saying anything.

His intuition told him that the two sides would not fight.

As for the bad breath——

That's just a daily routine in hell.

At this moment, the ground beneath everyone's feet suddenly trembled, and even the surrounding woods shook slightly.

A chill came with the wind blowing through the forest, and a layer of frost formed on the black soil at a speed visible to the naked eye.

Grak narrowed his eyes slightly, moved his gaze away from the little devil's face, and looked in the direction where the cold wind was blowing.

The trees were knocked down, the ground was trampled, and a huge stag beetle emerged from the mist! Its dark blue carapace was like a moving wall, and its thick horns looked like ivory! In front of this towering beast, even Grak, who was covered in lumps of flesh, was like a grasshopper next to an elephant.

Milky white mist floated out of its mouthparts, and in just a few moments, the surroundings had turned into a world covered in silver.

"Valgur... I didn't expect you to be invited as well." Grak grinned and removed his hand from the giant axe behind him.

"Iron General" Valgur! The ruler of the 11th to 17th floors of the labyrinth! The lord of the Ice Sanctuary! The leader of the Frost Clan! Although this guy's strength is only mid-platinum, his performance on the battlefield is so impressive that even he has to admit defeat.

certainly.

One-on-one combat is another matter.

Faced with the howling cold wind, the little devils hiding in the trees were shivering with cold, especially Yusi and Missy, whose noses were almost running and they kept sniffling.

A hint of annoyance flashed across Sissi's eyes, but looking at this big guy she didn't know how to deal with him, so she could only swallow her dissatisfaction.

The mountain-like body stood tall, and the eyes under the shell moved.

Valgur glanced at Grak, then looked away, his voice cold and without a trace of emotion.

"I'm here to see the Demon King. Where is he?"

The Frost Clan and the Blood Blade Clan are not allies.

Or to be more precise, he had no interest in the world outside the Ice Sanctuary and just wanted to live his own life.

If it weren't for the Chaos Gate, he wouldn't be here either.

He was not the only one who had such thoughts. A feminine voice floated from the shadow of the woods not far away, along with the rustling sound of a skirt sweeping across fallen leaves.

"I want to ask the same question... How come the 'Demon Lord' who called me here disappeared?"

She was a charming witch with pale skin, purple eyes, pterosaur-like wings and a slender figure.

A dark purple robe hugged her slender shoulders, and the open collar went over the deep ravine to her navel. In her right hand was a light two-handed staff, shaped like a long whip, but also like a thorn.

The moment he saw this woman, Grak's eyes revealed a fear he had never had before, and his nerves, which had just relaxed, tensed up again unconsciously.

"Thorny General" Blancia! A platinum-level pain demon! Like him, this guy was once one of Reggie Dragun's right-hand men, and the most notorious one.

As a pain demon, she feeds on the pain and wailing of others, and in order to achieve her goals, she does not hesitate to use any means, and will resort to any means necessary.

Gluck didn't like this guy.

Especially when Reggie Dragun was still alive, he and she had competed for the position of the lord of the desperate city on the tenth level of the maze, and in the end Reggie Dragun chose her.

Currently, the tenth level of the maze is still ruled by her.

Judging only by the number of layers, the territory she controls is indeed not as good as his, but if we compare the quality of the territory, I am afraid that the other layers of the entire maze combined cannot compare to that place! It is simply a "small thunder city".

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Countless demons and monsters live there, and they possess abundant resources and wealth that other monsters can hardly imagine!

The two had always had a bad relationship, and even attacked each other a lot. There were a few times when the fights got too intense, and it was still Valgur who stepped in to mediate.

But now, they who disliked each other seem to be in the same camp again - facing the devil from the hell together.

"...Even the Lord of Despair City is here. It seems that this demon king has invited everyone he can." Grak grinned and suddenly shouted to the sky, "Come out, Thanos, I know you are here!"

The sky did not respond.

But soon, a slow voice came from not far behind him.

"I am indeed here, but why are you shouting at the sky? I can't fly."

Hearing the voice, Grak turned around suddenly and saw a gentleman in a black evening suit standing under a tree not far away.

His skin was blue-gray, like a gravestone in a cemetery, and he had horns on his head, but he did not have a devil's tail or wings.

As a hybrid of a shadow demon and an orc, he has only half demon blood in his body, while the other half is beast blood that is almost the same as Grak's.

"Shadow Demon" Thanos!

The king who rules the night! He is the last of the four remaining demon generals, and also the most threatening one in Grak's eyes. He occupies the Demon King's Palace on the 18th floor of the maze!

Unlike the visible oppression of Valgur, the oppression he brought was invisible, like a dagger hidden in the darkness.

When the war between the Labyrinth and the surface humans was at its most intense, many powerful human knights and nobles died at his hands, so much so that the nobles of the Kingdom of Ryan were terrified when their names were mentioned! When the war entered a white-hot stage, he even went to assassinate the diamond-level Grand Duke Campbell on the orders of the Demon King!

Although he failed in the end, he was able to escape unscathed after the assassination attempt, which was enough to show his strength! That is why, although his strength was only in the middle of the platinum level, no one dared to underestimate him. Whether it was Grak, an orc, or Blancia, a pure-blooded demon! The four demons gathered on the fourth floor of the maze! However, the demon king who called them here did not show up, and only a few insignificant "minions" showed up.

Thanos glanced around and curled his lips slightly, with a hint of disdain clearly on his face.

"…It seems like I'm wasting my time."

As he said this, he looked at Tyrael, the leader of the Grey Wind Tribe, and spoke in a tone that was clearly filled with arrogance.

"Since your demon king is not ready yet, let's talk openly and honestly when he is."

"I think so too," Blancia smiled softly, her crescent-shaped eyes charming and cold, "but I hope he can show some sincerity next time we meet."

"Oh?" Grak Bloodblade chuckled and asked in a knowing tone, "I'm curious, what kind of sincerity do you expect?"

"I don't know either. It depends on him," Blancia said with a smile, "But... if he is willing to issue a written contract, promising to maintain the current status of the maze and recognize the independence of Despair City, I think this is a good idea."

"I agree with you. If the Demon King is willing to recognize the independence of the Frost Clan, the Frost Clan can also recognize him as the Demon King." Valgur spat out a cloud of white mist condensed with frost, and a dull and hoarse sound came out of his huge mouth that opened and closed.

Thanos, standing in the shadows, did not speak, but just crossed his arms quietly, but the expression on his face clearly showed that he agreed with the words of these "colleagues".

In fact, it doesn’t matter even if the devil does not recognize the legitimacy of their territory. Hell, which adheres to the law of the jungle, has always respected strength, and whoever has the bigger fist is right.

They have formed a de facto separatist regime.

If the devil chooses to confront them, the worst that can happen is that both sides will fall out.

However, in Thanos's opinion, the probability of this happening is not high.

After all, if they really fell out, the Demon King would not only lose his territory, he would also probably lose the trust of the Demon City and be put in a passive position.

The above is entirely Thanos's own reasoning.

In fact, this is far from the reality.

They didn't know that the Demon City had actually anticipated their separation a long time ago and only sent the new Demon King with the idea of ​​giving it a try.

If the demon king succeeds, everyone will be happy. If he fails, no one will blame him. After all, everyone knows that it is a piece of hot lava.

The demons present had their own thoughts.

Sissi stared at them solemnly. Although her face remained expressionless, she couldn't help but worry for the Demon King in her heart.

These guys don't take the Demon God's appointment seriously at all! It's probably not an easy task to make them surrender...

Tyrael still stood there indifferently, holding the dry wooden cane that looked like a dead snake, as if he was weighing something or waiting for something.

Based on his understanding of Luo Yan, he believed that he would not do anything without preparation.

Since he summoned these four demon generals, it is unlikely that he did it just to take a look at them. He must have prepared some cards to play.

The only uncertainty now is that he doesn't know which card Luo Yan is going to play.

Before this, Luo Yan had not revealed anything to him. And looking at the little devil sitting on the treetop, it seemed that the latter was also unaware of the situation.

Just as Tyrael was thinking about it, the sound of footsteps suddenly came again in the silent forest.

Thanos was the first to raise his head and looked in the direction where the footsteps came from, only to see a tall and burly demon wearing heavy armor walking towards him.

Thanos narrowed his eyes slightly, feeling that the face looked familiar, as if he had seen it somewhere.

All eyes were focused on the terrifying demon.

The first to break the silence was Blancia. There was a faint smile in her eyes and she said something in a joking voice.

"Who is this?"

The demon raised its chin, releasing its innate pressure while looking at her with a stern and imposing gaze.

"My name is Xino Dragun. You should be able to guess who I am."

Shino Dragun! The moment they heard the name Dragun, the four demon generals present were stunned, with different forms of surprise flashing in their pupils.

It wasn't just the four demon generals. Tyrael and Sissi also had surprised expressions on their faces, looking at the terrifying demon in front of them in disbelief.

"...Are you the new demon king?" Thanos stared at the demon intently, his straight gaze like a sharp sword, shaking in uncertainty.

Shino Dragun looked back at him without flinching and spoke with his chin held high.

"I'm not the Demon King. The Demon King here is Luo Yan, and I... am his minion."

This sentence consumed a lot of his mental energy.

If it wasn't for the fact that someone wanted to "watch his performance", he would never have let these words come out of his mouth.

"Where is Luo Yan?" Blancia asked immediately.

Shino looked at her and replied.

"He has already been here."

"Have you been here?"

Thanos' pupils contracted slightly, and his eyes swam around subconsciously.

This is impossible!

Even Lord Reggie Dragon couldn't get close to him without him noticing and leave without a trace!

His intuition told him that the demon king must be bluffing, but when he thought of something that had happened before, he was not so sure.

After all, that guy was able to slip away from under the nose of Grand Duke Campbell...

He is clear.

The guy was at the triumphal ceremony of Thunder City as soon as he landed. Judging from the timing, he might have met Grand Duke Campbell who was patrolling the streets!

"He's very disappointed in you."

Xino Dragun looked at him, and then looked at the other three demon generals - "Blood Blade Demon General" Grak, "Cold Iron Demon General" Valgur, and "Thorn Demon General" Blancia.

Looking at those pairs of eyes with different expressions, he said in a disappointed tone.

"Even though the Chaos Gate is right above your heads, you are still nagging for those tiny interests. And I finally understand why my father lost to those humans on the surface. He certainly did some things wrong, but the root of the problem lies in you all with your own ulterior motives!"

The loud voice echoed in the empty forest.

As the words fell, the foggy forest fell silent, leaving only the rustling of leaves.

Looking at the silent demons, Shino slowly raised his head and looked towards the dome in the sky.

"But the lord still intends to fulfill his promise before he leaves."

"Wait, what does leaving mean?!" Sissi, who was sitting on the treetop, widened her eyes and almost fell off the tree.

Thanos also showed a surprised expression.

leave?

etc--

In other words, Hell is planning to give up on this place?!

Grak's eyes were uncertain, and Blancia's eyes were filled with shock.

Xino ignored the frightened little devil because this sentence was not included in the lines Luo Yan gave him.

With a solemn tone, he recited it devoutly.

"He said—"

“We need to let the moonlight shine here again.”

(End of this chapter)