Chapter 258 Did I really kill him?!

Luo Yan, standing on the terrace, remained calm, but it was definitely not because of the father-son bond, but because he was confused.

???

What's happening?!

I killed Zakro in seconds?

Luo Yan looked down at the wand in his hand, his heart filled with an indescribable sense of absurdity.

"long……"

Youyou, who had been watching the show from beginning to end, was also stunned, and it took her a long time to come back to her senses.

"What, what happened?! Demon Lord?"

Luo Yan was the same, it took him a long time to utter a word.

“…You did it?”

"How is it possible... I don't have that ability! Eh!!! Master! You have upgraded!" Youyou answered with a helpless smile, and suddenly cried out in shock.

As if to prove something to her master, Youyou took the initiative to hand over the attribute panel.

A dark green dialog box appeared in front of Luo Yan, reflecting the weirdness and inexplicability on his face.

Good guy...

I really killed him!?

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ID: Luo Yan

Race: Human

Soul level: Gold (level cap LV90)

Level: LV.70 (Upgraded) Constitution: 40 (+5)

Strength: 26 Agility: 27 Intelligence: 151 (+40)

Spirit: 136 (+30)

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[Faith value: 1771W (+517W)]

[Daily net increase: 50073]

The cold, hard data speaks for itself.

Defeating amethyst-level warriors with the power of silver... the abundant experience allowed him to advance more than ten levels and leap onto the threshold of gold level!

Luo Yan didn't even have time to linger on the two-digit attribute panel before he saw his intelligence and spirit jump several times and break the three-digit mark in one fell swoop.

The strength of the gold level is one step higher than that of the silver level, and the attribute increase brought by the upgrade is as high as 75 points!

But that was not all that shocked him.

Everyone present witnessed Zakro's death under his magic wand, and was so impressed by his majesty that his faith value actually jumped by 5 million points!

10 million points of faith are enough to upgrade a gold-level soul to platinum...

The sudden ecstasy and confusion intertwined together, so that Luo Yan's brain went blank temporarily and he was speechless for a while.

He subconsciously looked towards the blood-red temple, trying to find the answer, but after waiting for a long time, he only waited for the collapse of the blood temple and the night fell again.

Peace returned to the sky above Black Wind Castle, and the pressure that was like a raging wave retreated silently as if it had never appeared.

His father had no intention of coming to see him.

But I think so.

From the Colin family's point of view, it would be most reasonable for them to kill Zakro themselves. Anyone else taking action would be a problem.

Of course, it is not ruled out that his father did not think so much and was just as unreliable as ever.

Luo Yan didn't know what Roxelle was thinking, so he could only analyze it from a rational perspective.

As he gazed at the dome that had returned to night, the players were busy taking screenshots and shouting their praises, or looking at the Demon King on the terrace with glowing eyes, or rescuing injured soldiers and residents under the guidance of the mission, or gathering around the damaged chariot to discuss ways to improve it.

The injured goblins limped to clean up the mess, or picked up some things that fell on the battlefield in the chaos.

At the same time, the three demon generals who were slumped in the yard were completely shocked.

Looking at what was happening before their eyes, their eyes were filled with shock and disbelief.

"Zakro... is dead?" Grak widened his eyes, and the shock in his eyes gradually turned into ecstasy.

He laughed wildly and stood up from the ruins. Although he was covered in wounds, his excitement had completely overwhelmed the pain, and he didn't even feel his ribs moving.

The look he gave Luo Yan was filled with undisguised fanaticism.

The creatures in hell worship the strong, and this is especially true the further away from the Demon City one is.

The Blood Blade Clan always worships only the strongest one in the clan.

Although he was impressed by the Demon King's wisdom, he was still more fascinated by pure power.

Compared to Grak's ecstasy, Blancia's reaction was completely the opposite.

She opened her lips slightly, but found that she couldn't utter a word.

Elder Zakuro, who could send her flying with a casual wave of his hand and whose eyes could frighten her to the point of losing her balance, couldn't even last a second in the hands of the Demon King! This was——

How powerful! A sickly blush appeared on the pale and charming face, and slender thorns crawled out along her wrists, stitching up the torn dress.

Blancia swallowed a mouthful of saliva mixed with blood with difficulty, tried hard to pull herself down from the wall, then limped to the messy mud ground under the terrace, slowly lowered her body and knelt on one knee on the ground, her face pious and solemn, as if waiting for the arrival of the devil.

"Master Demon King... please forgive my incompetence for not being able to play the role of a good guard. I need you to... do it yourself."

Just as she finished her words, the Shadow Demon General Thanos suddenly knelt in front of Luo Yan, coughing up blood miserably, and raised his pale and weak face with concern.

"Your Majesty... I'm glad you're okay."

The disgusting voice gave Grak goosebumps all over his body, and he looked at this sycophantic bootlicker with disdain.

Who originally drew the teleportation array in Thunder City?

Although he had no evidence, excluding himself and that "hidden" woman Blancia, this was the only guy who had the ability to sneak into Thunder City and liked to play tricks.

However, Thanos ignored Grak's contempt.

Using silver-level strength to wipe out a purple crystal-level strongman! There is only one explanation -

This guy, like those crazy people in the Campbell family, is the chosen one personally appointed by the supreme god! They came to this world with a mission!

This would explain why he got help from a mysterious demigod-level expert. This all-powerful background might not only reach the top leaders of the Demon City, but might even reach the Demon God! Luo Yan took a deep look at Thanos, not knowing what the bastard was thinking. He just felt that the look in his eyes was weird and gave him goose bumps.

Then Luo Yan looked at his other two subordinates, his Adam's apple moved, and his hoarse voice carried an unfathomable majesty.

"You have done your best... Go down and rest."

The three demon generals felt relieved and nodded in acceptance of the order.

"yes……"

"Thank you, Lord Demon!"

As soon as they finished speaking, they disappeared from the battlefield.

Almost at the same time as they left, a long and hoarse roar suddenly came from the distant night sky.

“Woo——!”

A sudden strong wind blew over the Black Wind Castle, tearing the sky in the distance apart. Three skeleton pterosaurs suddenly penetrated the night sky, their eyes burning with dark green soul fire overlooking the city below.

Their bony wings glowed an eerie light in the night. Every flap of their wings stirred up a violent airflow of magical energy, which raised dust from the ruins of the city and made the surviving residents of Black Wind Castle shudder.

However, people’s joys and sorrows are not the same.

Looking at the skeleton pterosaur hovering in the sky, the players standing on the ground raised their heads and couldn't help shouting excitedly.

"Fuck, a bone dragon?!"

“6666!”

"I thought the bad planner was just drawing a pie in the sky, but I didn't expect it to actually come true!"

Outside the lord's mansion, the sound of many people talking could be heard.

Luo Yan looked up at the sky, but his eyes were never on the three skeleton pterosaurs, but on the leading demon.

That huge aura was somewhat similar to Zakro's, but his strength was much weaker, probably at the same level as Professor Enos, which was about the peak of diamond level.

Just as he was looking at the terror, the terror was also looking at him, with a look of astonishment flashing in its amber pupils, as if it couldn't believe what was happening before its eyes.

Luo Yan knew very well why he was shocked.

When Irene relied on the Light of Legend to fight against the gold-level Sissi across two levels and tied with her, Sissi was also so surprised that she almost dropped her jaw.

The elderly butler walked tremblingly to Luo Yan's side, with relief in his eyes for surviving the disaster, and spoke in an excited voice.

"Master, the people from the Ministry of Truth have finally arrived."

"Um."

Luo Yan nodded, just glanced at the mess around him, and then looked at the terrifying demon flapping its wings and slowly landing, without saying much.

With its claws touching the ground, the demon in black armor folded its wings behind it, took two steps forward and walked to the bottom of the terrace. It looked at Luo Yan who was standing on the terrace and spoke in a deep voice.

"I am Rahem Nefrek, the Supreme Judge of the Ministry of Truth. We have received word that Zakro is here... the Baron of Blackwind Keep, and I need an explanation."

Luo Yan had never heard of his last name, but thought that he should be the second son of a middle-class noble family in Magic City.

For those high-ranking demon families who don't have many titles, sending their second sons who don't have the right of inheritance to the temple or battlefield is a good choice. If they can prove their piety and loyalty in the temple or battlefield, they can also be promoted to a higher level of soul while they are still alive under extremely special circumstances. In special institutions such as the Ministry of Truth, these rare exceptions are called Supreme Judges.

They are all clergy who have sworn a lifelong vow to the Demon God, similar to the Paladins of the Oss Empire and so on.

Luo Yan looked at Lahem without any fear in his eyes and spoke calmly.

"As you can see, the wanted fugitive Zakro has deliberately taken revenge and attempted to assassinate this demon king. He not only caused a great disturbance in the military production base, but also caused serious harm to the demon people living there... There is irrefutable evidence that he betrayed His Majesty the Demon God. In order to maintain the order of Hell and the majesty of His Majesty the Demon God, this demon king has killed him and ordered his soul to return to the Demon God Temple, where His Majesty the Demon God will judge his sins."

When Rahm first heard the official answer, he didn't react much until he heard the second half of the sentence.

"…You killed him?"

"Yes." Luo Yan admitted it without blushing.

Since his father doesn't want to show up, I'll just take responsibility for him.

It's not a bad thing anyway.

Looking at the Supreme Judge with a changeable expression, Luo Yan continued.

"I've already given you the explanation you asked for. Now I want an explanation too... Why did you show up only now?"

Lahmu was slightly stunned, then spoke.

"It's hundreds of kilometers from the Magic City to here. We have worked very hard to get here."

"Really?" Luo Yan smiled noncommittally, his expression clearly showing that he didn't believe what he said.

Rahm said in a deep voice.

"If you have any objections to our work, you can complain to the parliament."

Luo Yan said lightly.

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"No need, I'll be there next month at the latest."

The moment he heard these words, the demon's body shook slightly, his pupils shrank, and he stared at Luo Yan up and down, with a look of disbelief on his face.

After a moment, his attitude suddenly softened and he spoke in a low voice.

"We are also following orders... Please understand."

Luo Yan glanced at him and did not embarrass him. He just looked at the corpse on the ground.

"Now that the person is dead, what are you going to do with it?"

"Leave it to—"

"Leave it to me." Before Rahm Nefrek could finish his answer, a frivolous and calm voice came from the night, with a hint of an unhurried smile.

The voice was neither fast nor slow, but it carried a certain invisible pressure that made everyone present look sideways.

Luo Yan raised his head and looked in the direction of the voice, only to see a man in dark blue noble robes slowly walking towards him in the night not far away.

His steps were elegant and casual, as if he didn't care at all about the mess and murderous atmosphere of the place. His deep eyes held a nonchalant smile, and the golden embroidery outlined the administrative seal of the Magic City on his robe, indicating his unusual identity.

Luo Yan's eyes narrowed slightly. The man's attire, conversation, and unignorable aura almost instantly made him realize who the visitor was, but he was still too sure.

Rahm was also obviously stunned, with a hint of fear in his stunned expression.

"Hello, Mr. Luo Yan, nice to meet you." The elegant gentleman stretched out his right hand with just the right smile on his lips. Although he had an extraordinary demeanor, he did not have any condescending airs, which made it hard not to have a good impression on him.

Especially those charming pupils, which always made Luo Yan feel familiar.

He seemed to have seen it somewhere.

"Nice to meet you too. May I ask who you are..." Holding his outstretched right hand, Luo Yan's voice was a little hesitant.

"Karamos Melusine, Minister of Cabinet Intelligence, or... the left eye of His Majesty the Demon."

Appreciating the stunned and shocked expression on Luo Yan's face, Karamos smiled and said jokingly in a teasing tone, "I've heard of your name for a long time, and today I finally have the chance to meet you."

Looking at the Minister of Intelligence who suddenly intervened, although Lahm was afraid, he still gritted his teeth and spoke in a low voice.

"Lord Karamos... Zakro is a fugitive wanted by our Ministry of Truth. You are making it very difficult for me to deal with you."

Karamos looked back at him unexpectedly, then smiled and said in a casual manner.

"Don't you know? Your boss has handed General Cebes and his related cases over to our intelligence department."

"You mean... Lord Goligo?"

Lahem stared at him blankly and spoke blankly.

"But...what does this have to do with General Cebes?"

"That's a big deal," Kalamos said with an evil smile, "It concerns the lives of 80,000 soldiers and the 'justice' of our respected Demon God."

As he spoke, he gave Luo Yan a meaningful look and said with a smile.

"Is that so? Dear Mr. Demon King."

…

In the center of the Demon City, deep in the temple, the dark green soul fire burned slowly, reflecting the obsidian dome hanging high in the temple.

Under the huge demon statue, the green flames illuminated the empty eye sockets of the lich Gorigo Soran. He sat quietly on the throne, his figure blending into the shadow of the temple, as silent as the past hundred years.

However, the silence was soon broken by the sound of hurried footsteps.

"grown ups!"

An urgent and low voice sounded from outside the temple gate. The black and gold robe of the judge fluttered in the wind. A high-level judge walked quickly into the hall, then knelt on one knee, put his right fist against his chest, and there was a hint of solemnity and disbelief in his voice.

"News came from Black Wind Castle: Zakro Dragun is dead."

Goligo's soul fire trembled slightly, and the dark green flame swayed gently, as if blown by an invisible wind.

He slowly moved his gaze, a deep light flashing in his empty eye sockets, and as if to confirm, he repeated it softly.

"…Zakro, dead?"

The Judge lowered his head and said in a low voice: "Yes, my lord, he died in Black Wind Castle, on the way to assassinate the Baron of Black Wind Castle... All signs indicate that the person who killed him was Baron Luo Yan of Black Wind Castle!"

The soul fire burning in Goligo's eyes suddenly jumped violently for a moment, and the boiling flame reflected an incredible light, as if it was digesting the huge amount of information.

Zakro...his student, the mastermind behind the Dragun family for a century, a terrifying demon with amethyst-level strength, actually died at the hands of a silver-level necromancer? "How is this possible..."

Hearing the hoarse whisper, the Judge knocked his head and continued in a heavy tone.

"The news is confirmed... There is no mistake. All residents of Black Wind Castle are witnesses."

Goligo's body swayed slightly, and the dark air flowing in the hall suddenly added a touch of sadness.

Shock, astonishment, anger, sadness, regret - thousands of emotions surged into my heart, and finally turned into a very light sigh, blending into the frost that had been silent for a thousand years.

Perhaps this day would come sooner or later, but he never thought that the day of separation would come so soon and so suddenly.

The fact that Zakro was able to escape from the Ministry of Truth until now was indeed with his tacit approval.

After all, he was his student. They had known each other for a hundred years and had experienced many ups and downs together.

Therefore, even though the parliament and the cabinet were pressing him step by step, he still gave Zakro a glimmer of hope to survive, giving him the opportunity to hide and let time dilute his sins. When people had forgotten him, he would allow him to start over with a new identity.

However, he never expected that Zak Luo not only did not choose the path he had reserved for him as he wished, but instead took advantage of his indulgence again and again, and even had the audacity to attack Black Wind Castle in an attempt to take revenge on Luo Yan before leaving Hell.

Actually, there is nothing here.

If he really succeeds in his revenge, it would be a good thing for the Dragun family. At the same time, it would also prevent that restless human from being coerced into the Holy Council by a group of ambitious demons.

But the problem is that this guy actually failed! Not only did he fail completely, he also lost his life!

As a demon with amethyst-level strength and a general of hell who had fought in the front lines, he actually lost to a mere silver-level necromancer.

Is this fate?

The fire of Goligo's soul burned quietly, and finally, he slowly uttered a pale eulogy.

"Perhaps this... is the will of the demon god."

Perhaps even the Demon Lord couldn't bear to watch this anymore, so he arranged for another of His servants to take him away after he fell into madness.

Just when Goligo was about to digest all this silently, the trembling voice of the Judge sounded again.

"My Lord, there is one more thing..."

Goligo raised his eyes slightly, his tone indifferent.

"explain."

The Judge lowered his head and said in a deep voice: "According to the news sent back by Priest Lahem, the Minister of Intelligence personally rushed to the scene and snatched Zakro's body from him."

--boom!

The soul fire of Goligo instantly burned violently, as if the flames were suddenly poured with oil, jumping wildly! "Karamos!!"

He understood almost immediately what the sinister succubus was planning.

They had clearly reached a consensus to end the disastrous defeat of Porto Saldo in the name of "corruption", but now Karamos has openly betrayed their agreement!

Although that guy hadn't made a move yet, he could already guess what he would do next with his ankle bones! Especially since General Cebes was now in the hands of the Intelligence Department, and he had sent him out personally!

This is a blatant deception!

Thinking of that cunning and hateful face, Goligo's finger bones clenched slightly, and tiny cracks appeared on the obsidian armrests.

The temperature around them suddenly dropped, and even the candles in the temple began to flicker slightly, as if they would go out in the next second.

Rage rolled in his soul, almost sweeping across the entire temple!

The Judge, who was crawling on the ground, was trembling and swallowing hard, enduring the wrath and majesty that seemed to come from the Demon God himself, and he was complaining in his heart.

However, just when his anger reached its peak, Goligo suddenly stopped.

The burning soul fire gradually subsided, and his clenched finger bones loosened. The cracks on the armrest slowly spread and then slowly healed together, as if they had never cracked.

...that's all.

Zachro deserved it.

Who made him want to kill himself? Besides, after making such a big fuss, the truth would eventually come out.

Goligo closed his eyes, and his furious face regained its calmness and dignity.

He sighed slowly and muttered to himself.

"Perhaps this is also the will of the demon god..."

Anyway, Zakro is dead, and the younger generations of the Dragun family have nothing to do with him.

He doesn't want to deal with this matter anymore...

The dark green soul fire burned slowly in the night, illuminating the silence in the temple.

On this unknown night, a huge storm centered in the Demon City once again quietly swept across the entire hell...

(End of this chapter)