Chapter 1513 - 961: The New Demon Lords (Part 2)

Chapter 1513: Chapter 961: The New Demon Lords (Part 2)

His hollow sockets glanced over the other lords, Soul Fire filled with obvious resentment.

"Only when I arrived did I realize, ’Dead Water’ had long been stirred up! First, that damned ’Blood Pit Fortress’ emanating a strange stench of Order was erected. Now, another big battle? It’s absurd! Waste of my time!"

He obviously had no interest in the impending battle, only wanting to return to his undead laboratory.

In the Abyss, liches are naturally all fallen lives.

Although they are also corroded by Chaos, their essence differs vastly from the chaos of demons.

Enchanting Demon Lord Qinla lounged against a smooth Obsidian rock, showcasing a seductive posture enough to drive mortals mad.

Her perfect, breathtakingly curved figure was covered in dark red smooth skin, with giant bat wings lazily folded behind her, tipped with sharp bone spikes.

A slender tail adorned with barbs swayed elegantly.

Yet her beauty, in the eyes of the other demons present, was merely another form of power symbolism.

Because it was beauty capable of piercing through racial aesthetics.

Each race could see the traits that attracted them in the others.

Her scarlet tongue licked over her sharp canines, emitting light laughter, with a voice bearing seductive Magic Power.

"Hehe, Nekrom, don’t be such a killjoy. The former Level 1121 indeed was like a pool of stinking Dead Water. Those so-called ’lords’ either waited around to die or found excuses to slip away and indulge elsewhere.

"Those who stayed? Hmph, either silently killed by the Order Faction or complete waste."

She glanced playfully beyond the fortress core area, as if her gaze could penetrate the walls to see the direction of the Blood Pit Fortress.

They are naturally different from the previous batch of demons.

They were specifically brought here, as the arrival of Savior Kana stirred things up.

The previous batch of demon lords were originally here to fish in troubled waters, naturally slipping, running, dying.

But this batch, they were formerly known demon lords active in various intense Blood Battle Battlefields.

Clearly, the Abyss was already preparing for the existence of the Blood Pit Fortress.

"But after that ’Savior’ Kana arrived, everything changed.

The fortress he established, tsk tsk, it’s like stabbing a Light-forged Dagger into this rotten swamp, though it’s unsightly, it indeed made this pool of ’Dead Water’ become ’interesting’.

"Night Watchers? A group of Elite Order with strange datafication powers, their souls... must be very peculiar."

Qinla’s eyes sparkled with a hunter’s glow, she had little interest in battle itself but was more intrigued by intelligence gathering, soul manipulation, and opportunities possibly arising from chaos.

As for the datafication power, it was naturally no secret in the Abyss, after all, a piece of meat had been gouged fiercely from the Abyss.

They themselves came to deal with the Night Watchers’ Blood Pit Fortress, naturally they would conduct a comprehensive understanding of the Night Watchers, and even the former world.

Abyss Giant Beast Lord Groller is a silent colossus, its form lying somewhere between a massive shelled insect and a bloated abomination.

The thick chitinous shell displayed the dark red color of cooled lava, covered with spikes and glands oozing corrosive mucus.

Several sturdy limbs with sharp Bone Blades at their ends supported its mountain-like body.

It had no apparent head, only a giant maw lined with multiple layers of Sharp Teeth gaping open in the middle of its trunk.

Facing the conversations of other lords, it merely emitted a low rumbling like muffled thunder, occasionally swinging its limb covered in Bone Blades, expressing impatience and primary yearning for combat.

Once a Overlord of a small Abyss layer, conscripted here by force, uninterested in so-called command, merely craving to shred powerful enemies on the battlefield.

Thus it even deigned to speak, none of it mattered, wherever Abyss pointed, it fought.

Slaughter Demon Lord Balzac, the strongest among the present demon lords, according to the Night Watchers’ level division, could reach the pinnacle of Level Fifteen, standing before the Divine Gate.

Standing closest to the lava pool, Balzac’s figure emitted the most concentrated terrifying aura.

Over five meters tall, more compact than Frenzy Demon Groller in form, clad in Scale Armor dark as refined steel, every piece of which had edges Sharp as knives.

His visage twisted and hideous, four vertical pupils burning with lava fire coldly stared at the boiling magma.

A pair of massive, scythe-like Demon Horns protruded from his forehead.

Four muscular arms, two grasping serrated Giant Swords ablaze with Abyss Demon Flames, the other two empty, yet the Sharp Claw covered in thick scales posed a greater threat than any Weapon.

He was the only one among the five who had a stable aura, carrying a cold strategic thinking of a demon.

Listening to the other lords’ meetings, especially Groller’s roars and Qinla’s narration, his four lava pupils slightly flickered, ultimately spoke, voice deep and full of Piercing Power, instantly suppressing all tumult within the hall:

"That is Kana."

Balzac’s voice carried a sense of weightiness of stating a fact.

"Wherever he appears, calm will be shattered. If he does nothing, that indeed is perplexing, warranting vigilance."

This statement immediately drew the attention of all demon lords, with eyes focused intently on him.