DreamersGN Chapter 127 Demon King Meeting
Chapter 127 Demon King Meeting
Chapter 127 127. Demon King Meeting
Under the scarlet blood moon.
The Domain of Pride, filled with bones and rampant demonic energy, was shaking.
Especially near the Chamber of Pride, several of the ten-thousand-meter-high bone mountains were collapsing under the violent demonic energy.
The demonic eagles flying in the sky, the three-legged black wolves running on the ground, the two-tailed scorpion snakes in the sulfur jungle…
The Mind Flayers and Bloodline Mind Flayers were deploying their forces.
Even the Black-Winged Fallen Mind Flayers, who stood at the apex of the Mind Flayers and originally belonged to Belial.
At this moment, they were all kneeling on the ground like ostriches, burying their heads in the dirt for dear life.
Because those who accidentally raised their heads had already become the bones that formed the earth.
The creatures of the Domain of Pride did not know the specific reason why their King was so angry, but they had some guesses.
Three hundred thousand elite Mind Flayers, the Four Horsemen of the Apocalypse, and the Sons of Pride had never returned after stepping out of the abyss.
Even their great King had returned empty-handed after tearing through space.
This time, the Domain of Pride had suffered a great loss.
However, the creatures of the Domain of Pride dared not imagine that their great and supreme King had left behind an arm as the price…
If they knew this, they would probably understand even more why the King of Pride had suddenly turned into the King of Wrath today.
In the Chamber of Pride, all the Mind Flayers who had served the King of Pride were crushed to death by him.
Even the building, which was full of dark aura, was crumbling under the King of Pride's smashing.
"Damn! Damn!"
"Pope of the Dawn! You deserve to die!"
"World Holy Relic! Damn it!!!"
The one-armed King of Pride swung the demonic energy-filled ram's horn hammer and slammed it fiercely on the ground.
This caused the entire Domain of Pride to roar again.
Countless ravines cracked open, swallowing the unlucky Mind Flayers into the black energy beneath the earth.
"A mere lower world! Base insects! Vile life!"
"How dare you! How dare you humiliate me so!"
"Die! All of you die!"
"Die!!!"
The King of Pride swung the ram's horn hammer like a madman until the palace collapsed, and the scarlet full moon in the sky shone on him.
An invisible pressure made the King of Pride barely regain his senses.
He suddenly raised his head, his eyes full of hatred staring at the blood moon, and a broken chain faintly appeared on top of his demonic horns, but it disappeared into space in an instant.
The King of Pride regained his clarity.
His eyes flickered with complex and indescribable emotions.
After a long time, the King of Pride silently lowered his head.
The blood moon in the Domain of Pride was no longer his moon…
After an unknown amount of time, the King of Pride turned his head to look at the huge portal that had appeared silently in the ruins.
Its center shone with a dark and deep vortex, and it was unknown where it led.
He quietly stared at the gate, and after a moment…
"Dear Ourengus, you are the only one who hasn't arrived at the Demon King Meeting. How long do you need to vent?"
A weak and lifeless voice came from inside the door.
The King of Pride tightened his grip on the ram's horn hammer, and after a long time, he adjusted his emotions and put the ram's horn hammer away.
He silently crossed the gate and disappeared into the Domain of Pride.
…
After crossing the interdimensional gate, the King of Pride arrived in a vast and desolate world.
Unlike the Domain of Pride, the earth here was pitch black, and as far as the eye could see, the boundless area was lifeless.
Only a black long table stood abruptly on the ground.
The only thing that was the same as the Domain of Pride was…
The blood moon overhead, unchanged.
"Look! Who is our dear comrade?"
A gloomy and strange voice came from all directions, the voice was sharp, making the meaning of this sarcasm even stronger.
"It's really unfamiliar… Look! It's still a one-armed fellow! Lautner, you can give him one of your three extra hands."
"It would be great if you two could make an even number!"
The gloomy and strange voice entered the ears of a ten-thousand-meter-high mountain beside the table.
The high mountain did not say a word, but silently stretched out five arms and grabbed the vague thing in front of him, devouring it.
Blood flowed all the way down from the high mountain, until it flowed to the round belly with an inconspicuous scar.
The belly also opened its big mouth, and a scarlet long tongue protruded from the four rows of sharp teeth to lick the blood clean.
"Okay, this guy hasn't changed, he's a little glutton."
The erratic and strange voice spread in all directions.
"But I've thought about it, Lautner's hands are thicker than Ourengus's, if you transfer one, it looks a bit weird."
"This image is too detrimental to our demeanor… No, no! Ourengus… He's already lost face!"
"Eee hee hee hee!"
The clown-like ridicule made the King of Pride furious, and the ram's horn hammer fell into his hand.
"Greyed! Do you want to die again, you dog bastard!"
"Oh dear! How scary! Reggie, your position as King of Wrath is in jeopardy, Ourengus is really the King of Wrath now!"
As soon as the voice fell, the invisible voice solidified behind a snake-headed demon that was completely blood-red.
The snake-headed demon suddenly opened his eyes, and a tyrannical aura swept across the entire world.
"Die!!!"
The King of Wrath, who had been silent before, opened his mouth with all kinds of unbearable abuse, accompanied by a snake-shaped whip whipping away.
The King of Pride also swung the ram's horn hammer and smashed it at the vague thing.
After the gray mist collapsed for a moment, it condensed in the distance into a Demon King with seven demonic wings and an indistinguishable face.
However, compared to other Demon Kings, this one had no entity at all, like a ghost.
"It's really lacking in entertainment spirit…"
The King of Greed shook his head with a look of regret, and then leaned close to a beautiful woman beside him who was barely dressed.
"Lusty, darling, you know I still like playing with you the most."
"Of course, dear Greyed."
The King of Lust blinked her enchanting eyes, licked her red lips, and slowly reached out her hand to grab the King of Greed.
"If you want, we can go have fun to our heart's content…"
As soon as the voice fell, the woman who was just beautiful instantly turned into a hideous and terrifying faceless pale monster.
Dozens of terrifying tentacles extended from her chest and grabbed at the King of Greed.
The King of Greed turned into mist and scurried to the side of the King of Gluttony, and the tentacles swept the King of Gluttony's food all over the ground.
The King of Gluttony was stunned, and then furiously took out a bone mace from the giant mouth on his belly and smashed it at the King of Lust with a fierce aura.
"Food! My food!"
And the King of Pride, under the instigation of the King of Greed, also fought with the King of Wrath.
For a time, the entire world trembled and cracked under the Demon Kings' chaotic battle.
Space faintly emitted a mournful whimper, as if unable to bear the strain.
Finally, an unremarkable old man with a gloomy expression, sitting in the distance, turned his head to look at the little boy sleeping soundly on the table.
"Reynard, how much longer are you going to sleep?"
The little boy slowly raised his head, rubbing his sleepy eyes.
Then, in a listless tone, he faintly said:
"My dear friends, the meeting has begun..."
In the next moment, seven rays of light descended from the blood moon, enveloping everyone.
As if the stars had shifted and the constellations moved, all the Demon Kings who had been fighting fiercely just moments ago immediately took their seats.
The massive King of Gluttony and King of Pride also shrunk to the size of ordinary people, though they still looked ferocious and ugly.
"Demon King, the..."
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The little boy, slumped on the table, paused and sleepily looked at the old man beside him.
"Which time is it again?"
"The..."
"Forget it, it's not important."
The old man shut his mouth, a morbidly twisted jealousy flashing across his gloomy face.
But the boy didn't care.
"Dear Oreganos, regarding this war's defeat, do you have anything you want to say in your defense?"
Hearing this, the King of Greed cackled sharply.
"That needs to be said properly, especially how that hand disappeared, you must explain it in detail! Completely! And with feeling!"
The King of Pride cast a sinister glance at the King of Greed, but when he looked at the boy, his gaze returned to calmness.
"We underestimated the sacred objects of the Roderick Continent, and... that damned Church of the Dawn!"
"Oh, oh! So you wasted a Demon King Contract, and the confidently boastful Oreganos utterly failed to create any effective results, wow... what a truly spectacular battle."
"You mongrel! You..."
"Dear Grady, your master doesn't want to hear your hypnotic jokes right now, could you please be quiet for a moment?"
Before the King of Pride could speak, the King of Sloth spoke again in his listless voice.
A fierce glint flashed in the eyes of the King of Greed, but he still spread his hands with a grin.
"Of course, dear Reynard."
The King of Pride took a deep breath, suppressing his anger as he narrated his experience in detail.
By the time he finished speaking, he realized that the King of Sloth had fallen asleep again.
The King of Envy slammed the table heavily.
The King of Sloth groggily sat up.
"Oh... meeting adjourned!"
"..."
The King of Envy's face grew even more unsightly, and he said in a deep voice:
"Dear Reynard, you should check if the master has any new instructions to issue."
The King of Sloth rubbed his eyes and looked up at the blood moon in the sky, seemingly lost in thought.
After a long while, the King of Sloth roused himself with rare energy.
"The master understands the matter of the Church of the Dawn. The master is very curious about this inexplicably emerging force. In a while, gather the elite to test them out."
The King of Greed tilted his head and chuckled sinisterly.
"Of course, the master's orders..."
"But now that the Ancient Tree of Life has recovered, we can no longer open Abyss passages in the areas of the Hundred Race Alliance as accurately as before."
"Oh dear, oh dear! I put a lot of effort into performing to corrupt the Ancient Tree of Life."
"Someone was terrible, not only failed to corrupt the Chalice of Lamentation, but also lost the Four Horsemen of the Apocalypse, the Son of Pride, and his own right arm."
The King of Greed shook his head with feigned regret.
"Now, because of the great victory of the Church of the Dawn, the Hundred Race Alliance's will to resist has soared, and even the world's will is more resilient."
"It's difficult! Dear Reynard, it's difficult!"
The King of Pride's face turned fierce, and he slammed the table, standing up.
"You mongrel! If you want to die, I can grant your wish! You only corrupted the Ancient Tree of Life once, what do you have to be arrogant about!"
"Furthermore, if you had been careful enough in the first place, how could the Ancient Tree of Life have had a chance to recover!"
The King of Greed sneered.
"At least I didn't lose my right arm, did I?"
Seeing that the two Demon Kings were about to fight again, the King of Sloth shook his head to keep himself awake.
"Alright, Oreganos, in any case, this time it was your carelessness."
The King of Pride's face darkened, and just as he was about to explode, the King of Sloth spoke again.
"But the master doesn't blame you."
Hearing these words, the King of Pride felt a chill in his heart, lowered his head, and said through gritted teeth.
"Thank you, master."
The King of Sloth stretched lazily.
"My dear friends, the master is already somewhat dissatisfied."
"It's just a lower world, yet so much time has been wasted..."
"The Primordial Abyss is very hungry, everyone needs to work harder. Although I don't like you all, I've gotten used to everyone over the years."
"I don't want to hear the news at some future meeting that a certain friend, along with their home territory, has become food for the Primordial Abyss."
Now, the King of Greed also fell silent, no longer provoking trouble.
Over the years, they had seen everything, after all...
They weren't born as the Seven Demon Kings.
"Everyone needs to pay attention to the matter of the Church of the Dawn. Although dear Oreganos was injured due to carelessness, it's clear that the so-called Dawn and the Pope are not easy to deal with."
The King of Sloth became less and less energetic as he spoke, resting his chin on the table.
"The testing and deployment against the Church of the Dawn should be considered the most important task at present."
"Besides that... dear Oreganos, you should rest and reorganize the Four Horsemen of the Apocalypse during this time. The Dragon Clan is already wary, and the Chalice of Lamentation probably can't be corrupted in the short term."
"Next, let dear Envy prepare for the corruption of the Halo of the Moon."
"Pay attention to the actions of the Church of the Dawn, and try to avoid direct collisions before the corruption is complete."
After a pause, the King of Sloth closed his eyes, as if talking in his sleep.
"Regarding the Hundred Race Alliance's will to resist..."
"It's been quite a while since the last war, and with the so-called Church of the Dawn, perhaps they have indeed forgotten the despair we brought them."
"My dear friends, we must give the Hundred Race Alliance a war that will make them recognize themselves and correct their attitudes."
"Until the Primordial continues to devour the world's will of the Roderick Continent, until we cross the world's barrier and descend upon the Roderick Continent."
"We will eventually make them understand what true despair is!"