Chapter 704 - 390: The Curtain Rises (Double-Length)

Its powerful aura made all demons along the way flee in terror.

There were even some who, with a desperate mindset, launched attacks at it.

However, whether it was demon flames or curses, when they struck its massive body, it was like a raindrop hitting a mountain, not causing even the slightest ripple.

Boom—

A deafening noise, and dust flew everywhere.

The massive and plump Demon King strode out heavily, slowly making its way toward the demon hive ahead, under its feet still clinging to the flesh and blood of an unlucky little demon.

Seemingly sensing something.

It turned its head to look at the sky beside.

Pitched black demon smoke blocked the sky, with a powerful aura within.

As the distance closed, two Great Demons quickly ran over, crouching down to reveal their broad backs.

Before long, a strong Dragon-headed Demon King slowly descended, stepping on the backs of these two Great Demons.

"Cruelty, such a grand display, make sure not to displease the mistress..." Its fangs bared, the gaps filled with bones and slag, a sound deep beyond measure, and its numerous pupils held a terrifying sight.

The Cruel Demon King, hearing this, did not respond, merely sneered a cold greeting: "Long time no see, Greed!"

Greed Demon King!

To ordinary demons, they only fear the Cruel Demon King.

But the Greed Demon King is sheer, utter terror!

This doesn’t relate to the strength of the two.

It’s purely because of the Greed Demon King’s terrifying devouring desire!

Eat!

Devour!

Feast! Obtain!

Endless Greed is precisely the source of the Greed Demon King’s power, under its terrifying greed, the whole southern Demon King territory became a barren land.

Barren land in the Demon World... Just think and you’ll know what a concept that is.

It needs to feed every so often to sustain itself.

Upon hearing the Cruel Demon King’s words.

The Greed Demon King grinned hideously, extending its plump claw to snatch, swiftly capturing the two Great Demons that had served as a footstool for the Cruel Demon King.

"Thanks for the welcome gift..."

Crunch crunch...

Before finishing the sentence, it impatiently bit down, treating the two Great Demons as jerky, chewing and swallowing them piece by piece into its mouth.

"Snort..."

Toward its action, the Cruel Demon King merely snorted disdainfully.

In its view, the two Great Demons were merely stepping stones, Greed, this guy will eat just about anything.

Seeing the situation, Cruelty lost interest in speaking further, flapping its wings into the terrifying shaped opening to enter inside the demon hive.

While the Greed Demon King was leisurely devouring the remains of the two Great Demons, finally snatching an unlucky demon before stepping with earth-shaking strides into the demon hive...

...

The sunlight blazed, shining on a blood-colored sea.

The gaunt low-tier Blood Race forcefully endured inner hunger and desire, repeating arduous labor over and over.

Yinluo’er stood atop the expansive blood-red castle’s lookout, looking at the glaring scar in the sky, his crimson eyes filled with gravity and apprehension.

Though his strength hadn’t reached the level to contact such mysteries, he knew very well it was a precursor to chaos coming!

"Grand Duke, the Morton Clan has requested a ceasefire negotiation with us."

A voice sounded from behind, it was Yinluo’er’s Blood Race butler, also his most capable lieutenant.

"Then ceasefire."

Yinluo’er turned and said, seemingly indifferent about the matter.

Whether to ceasefire or not was unimportant to him, he had only one thing to do at present...

Closing his eyes to ponder briefly, Yinluo’er ordered the subordinate beside him: "Go call Hudson."

The subordinate dared not delay upon receiving the order, swiftly following and bringing Hudson.

Faced with the Blood Race Grand Duke before him, Hudson remained exceptionally calm.

He looked up at the crack in the sky, then withdrew his gaze to turn to Yinluo’er: "Why did you call me?"

"Please notify Archbishop Rogel." Regarding Hudson’s attitude, Yinluo’er was unconcerned, commanding solemnly: "I have important matters to discuss."

Hudson was about to reply.

But felt the Black Tide Mark in his pocket surge.

Before long, a pitch-black-robed figure appeared in front of them.

"Go do what you intend to, Yinluo’er."

His voice was deep and powerful.

Even with just a vessel of descent, it still concealed an incredibly strong aura of high-tier life.

...

Sea of Calamity.

Splash...

Bloody pustules burst open, with sticky flesh and pus intertwining, as one newborn monster after another crawled out, emitting shrill and dire cries.

On the coffin that resembled a "high wall," the openings on the coffin seemed to be worsening.

The source of pollution flowing out was increasing, and the bloody pustules were accelerating the birth of monsters.

Rustle!

The sounds of slaughter were coming from below, accompanied by wave after wave of foul and dirty waters, swarming with countless monsters.

In front of the Black Tide Fortress, a Skeleton General sat, its burning hollow eyes staring ahead fearlessly.

"Roar—" "Woo—"

Suddenly, monster cries surged in front of the coffin, their voices sticky and terrifying, making one’s scalp tingle upon hearing them.

What was even more terrifying was... these monsters driven by pure instinct and madness were actually kneeling towards the coffin, uttering incomprehensible whimpers.

Their appearance bore a resemblance to the Church followers who prayed for transcendence.

They... were also praying to their "god"!

...

[You have grasped a portion of the Power of Authority for negotiation.]

After a line of prompt appeared in the prompt bar.

Rogel slowly opened his eyes and stood up.

As he advanced, the Black Tide surged up, enveloping his figure, making him completely indistinguishable from a human form, leaving only a blurred outline.

Upon arriving at the Black Tide Cathedral, he reached the base of the divine statue. After the Black Tide lifted a throne below, he sat down.

He looked calmly down at Sharo and the beautiful maiden.

Sharo quickly sensed Rogel’s arrival and immediately discerned from the aura that the Master of the Black Tide had descended personally.

After making a gesture of salute, she silently stood to one side of the Black Tide Throne.

The cathedral was left with only the beautiful maiden.

She was the Saintess Kizi.

"...Honorable Black Tide Dominator..." she took a deep breath, suppressing the anxiety and fear in her heart, and barely began to speak before being interrupted.

"Let the Kizi God speak to me."

Rogel’s voice was calm and indifferent.

But Saintess Kizi did not dare to slacken, instead, feeling immense pressure that instilled a fear of high-tier existences from the depths of her heart.

This made her afraid.

Clearly... she was under the protection of her parents, how could she possibly...

"Alright, leave it to us."

Just then, a voice arose in her heart, which was from the Kizi God.

This finally brought a trace of reassurance to Saintess Kizi.

She tightly grasped the Kizi Mark, slowly closed her eyes.

Upon reopening her eyes, her pupils on the left and right revealed different divine lights.

"Master of the Black Tide..."

The female voice was calm.

"It is time to fulfill the promise..."

The male voice was deep.

"We need you to join us in the struggle against the Mother Goddess." The unique mixed voice of the Kizi God sounded.

Regarding the words of the Kizi God, Rogel remained expressionless. He nodded slowly: "Okay."

Seeing that he did not intend to break the agreement, the Kizi God was silent for a moment, seemingly a bit surprised.

But soon, Rogel spoke again.

"The Mother Goddess is my enemy, there’s no doubt about that."

"And in regards to your desire to break free from Her control, I have a better proposal."

The Saintess Kizi controlled by the Kizi God heard the words and frowned slightly, looking at the figure of Rogel that was incredibly obscure: "...What proposal?"

As the voice fell.

A voice from the dominator of the Black Tide came beneath the divine statue of the Black Tide Cathedral, calm yet carrying an endless majestic aura.

"Submit to me."