Endless Horde: Through the Eyes of a Godking

Chapter 854: Informing…

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The minister said that they have a gadget that works across long distances to send signals.

Of course, not as far as the distances between chaos realms; that function was reserved for the ships. Even then, what the demons had was very outdated compared to human technology.

However, the envoys they sent are equipped with something that could summon their ships to their location, provided that they’re not a chaos realm apart from it.

The minister had every reason to believe that the envoys had been devoured even before getting their message because up until now, the ship they used is still active.

This gadget that the envoys had should’ve been used to summon the ship to their aid once they found themselves cornered. If, somehow, the envoys offended the Bug Empress with their audacity, they should have enough time to activate this emergency signal to get the ship to rescue them.

Whether they could or couldn’t is another matter, of course.

They have been trying to contact that ship, and the messages were coming through, but there’s no reply. This meant that the ship was still in good condition, but the silence of the envoys meant that they’re no longer around. It’s been a month after all.

And the Horde doesn’t take prisoners.

The minister was sweating the whole time he reported his assumptions. He didn’t dare to meet the eyes of his god because he was afraid. And he has every reason to be. Alas, he also knows that he couldn’t lie, make false promises, or delay things even more since enough time had already passed.

He did say that his assumptions may be proven wrong, but in his honest analysis, this is very unlikely.

“Be at ease, my dear minister. You’re not at fault here. I have assumed the worst when we sent envoys to them.” Irma sighed and didn’t have the heart to scare or blame this poor guy who’s just honestly doing his job.

The relief that the minister felt was palpable. He almost sagged like a wilted plant as he heard the demon god’s pardon. He teared up, seemingly very touched by the mercy given to him.

“We will send more teams. This time, for investigations only. I want to know the best way for us to meet with the Bug Empress. I would even see her face-to-face if I had to, but only when it’s assured that she will meet me.”

“There’s no need to rush this. Remember that the Horde has a hive mind. Be very careful in your probes, and give me updates whenever you can.”

“We understand, your holiness. We will do our best!” The minister replied with rancor and eyes blazing with determination.

“Good. Now, is there anything else any of you would like to tell me?”

“…”

“Nothing? Very well, this meeting is adjourned. Do continue with your jobs; I am relying on you, my loyal subjects.”

The ministers and loyal subjects of the demon god rose in unison and respectfully bid him farewell, leaving him alone and in deep thought on his throne.

Irma stared at an empty space, his thoughts running miles per second. In the end, he felt tired, and with a sigh, he got up from the throne and thought…

’Hopefully, I’m not getting way ahead of myself here.’

’I know that it’s too soon, but something has to happen.’

’I wish I knew what the Bug Empress was thinking. That way, cooperation might become possible.’

As Irma slowly walks towards his personal chambers, he remains unaware of the pair of eyes watching him from who knows where.

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Beep!!

This message alarm was sent to the rest of the Human Sovereigns. It was an urgent message that was sure to alert them, and it’s an invitation to a live video call.

It came from Urek, who also was the host of the live video chat. Soon, the others joined in.

“What’s up, Urek? You haven’t used this urgent messaging function for a while. And where’s your real body anyway? Why use a clone for this?” Gibson fired up questions immediately after joining while the rest listened.

“Relax, Gibby,” Urek’s clone replied. “My main body’s nowhere near our Dimensional Gap right now; that’s why you can’t sense me. And of course, I sent an urgent message because I have an urgent matter to report, duh!?”

“Well? Out with it then,” Berk said. It was clear that he was busy playing with his kids while attending this live video chat.

“The Demon Race is back.”

Now, that. That got their attention.

“That’s a prank, right?” Gibson stared at the camera as if he were staring straight through Urek’s clone. “Right? Tell me that that’s a joke, come on. It’s not a good one, but I’ll laugh, I promise.”

“It’s not,” Urek’s clone sighed. “It’s very real. My main body’s now making his way back here from the Black Pegasus Chaos Realm after confirming this.”

“Black Pegasus Chaos Realm?” Patricia frowned. “That’s practically our neighbor. What’s their connection to the revival of the demon race?”

“Oh, Pat. I wish it were a mere revival.” Urek wore an ugly smile as he said this. “The Demon Race had all but officially become the sovereign race of the Black Pegasus Chaos Realm. That whole place was practically steeped in infernal energy everywhere.”

That was even bigger news than the one earlier. One that nobody was expecting to hear from Urek of all people. All of them were staring at Urek’s clone now, even Berk, who had previously only been listening with a single ear.

They’re looking at him as if they’re trying to gauge if he’s pranking them or not.

“I swear, I’m not lying. This is not a prank. Just believe me for now. Once my main body returns and you see the photos and videos I recorded using my ship, those will be my proof.”

Gibson exhaled out loud, looking stressed already.

“How?” he asked. “How the hell is that possible? We didn’t wipe them out completely, sure, but only a mere thousand survived after the great war! How did they suddenly become the sovereign race of Black Pegasus?”

He wasn’t alone in his disbelief.

You have to understand, a mere thousand were left for what was once a race of millions, if not billions, and they were practically extinct in comparison. It shouldn’t have been possible for the demons to stage a comeback, much less turn their situation around and become a sovereign race.

Hell, they’d be lucky if they were enslaved by the more powerful races of the place they migrated to. It shouldn’t have been possible for them to resist with how few of them they’ve got left.

So how was this possible?

“So far, this is what I know…” Urek’s clone then began explaining all the information that the main body had gathered so far.

Initially, he was scolded by his friends for recklessly going in there alone. But Urek brushed this off and continued his explanation.

He told them about the Infernal Race, who accepted and welcomed what’s left of the Demon Race with open arms. He told them about how similar demons and infernals were and their fundamental difference.

Obviously, Urek also learned about Irma and how he became the second coming of the Demon God. How he was the one who acted as the bridge between the infernals and the demons. How he shared his infernal energy with that young infernal who practically ’ascended’ after receiving it.

He told them how Irma rose to his current state and how they propagated. He described how they wielded infernal energy as weapons that corrupted everything as far as the eye could see.

And how now, Irma sits upon the throne as the sole sovereign of the Black Pegasus Realm. How his council—the Heavenly Demon Conclave—replaced the Black Pegasus Union.

Urek learned everything through Irma himself, who was completely unaware that his entire past and present had been exposed to Urek’s eyes.

In fact, Urek was so tempted to kill him right where he stood. To Urek, Irma was nothing more than a joke. He could trap Iram’s consciousness into a never-ending cycle of illusions to permanently cripple the Demon Race, but he held back because he needed his friend’s opinion first.

Of course, his reports also included Irma’s plans on joining forces with the Horde to deal with humans.

“Ha! What a delusional fool!” Patricia sneered in contempt. “Her? Joining forces with him? Yeah, no. That’s practically never going to happen.”

“The Bug Empress doesn’t respect weakness,” Nick solemnly stated. “Her pride won’t accept the idea of ’collaborating’ with him to deal with us. He’d be lucky if she doesn’t see them as food, actually.”

“Yes, that’s what I’m thinking too,” Urek admitted. “If there’s anybody, aside from The Horde itself, who knew her more intimately, it’d be us. And there’s a very slim chance of her accepting his proposal.”

“But they’re still a problem,” Berk interjected. “That Irma…whoever that is, clearly is a patient and cunning demon, qualities that, while uncharacteristic, are very dangerous for a demon, of all things, to have. He needs to be dealt with soon and quietly, if we can.”

“And if we can rehabilitate and develop the Black Pegasus Realm for ourselves without alarming the Horde, that’d be even better.”