Chapter 710: I Am the Support

It took a full three days.

Every oversight in the Demon King's Castle was plugged one by one; what followed would be a long period of recuperation.

Regarding entry and exit, a new passage was opened.

This passage would serve as the future entry and exit route during normal times.

The Demon King's Castle would no longer function as an entrance or exit.

The new passage required strict defense and full visibility, with no place to hide whatsoever.

Unlike the Demon King's Castle, which was like a maze.

It would be shut completely when adventurers approached, never to reopen until the martial law period ended.

This was unavoidable; after all, the demon race also needed to come and go, and it was impossible to use human-body space teleportation magic.

For magic of this caliber, even the long-lived demon race had fewer than ten magic scrolls left in stock.

Moreover, the inheritance had already been severed.

No demon knew this magic.

The human side was much the same; perhaps in some ruin, a complete inheritance or spell scroll might exist.

Regarding the Demon King's Castle, Tang Luo offered many opinions for reconstruction, but it was impossible to cover every angle.

One could only say they tried to plug as many loopholes as possible, making the Hero's breakthrough more difficult.

If one truly wanted absolute one-hundred-percent defense, Tang Luo might as well sit atop the castle's high tower, cast the Profound Gold Undying Body, and envelop the entire Demon King's Castle.

Sit there for two years — only then would it be foolproof.

When it came down to it, a headquarters is a place where the routes your own people can walk, others can walk too.

Completely block others' routes, and your own paths disappear as well.

Amid the demons' various probing and maneuvering, two months passed just like that.

The renovation of the Demon King's Castle was still ongoing.

A candidate for the demon spy had still not been chosen; during this time, the Elders and the Four Heavenly Kings had all provided numerous candidates.

All were vetoed by Tang Luo.

A final candidate had now been confirmed, but cultivation was still needed; it would likely take several months of training before they could barely qualify as a competent spy.

Spies, like demon artisans, belonged to the category of scarce talent.

"Lord Anubis."

On this day, the Second of the Four Heavenly Kings, Karl, sought out Tang Luo; he was a fairly tall beastman.

Yet what he excelled at were various long-range attack magics — a "deceptive appearance."

Unfortunately, this deception held no meaning.

Because once magic was unleashed, near or far, the difference was negligible.

Up close it was like that; far away it was also like that, and at a distance the hit rate might even be lower.

"What is it?" Tang Luo looked at Karl and asked.

"We intend to test the Hero; what do you think?" Karl said.

During this time, the Hero's reputation had gradually grown resounding.

Under the tutelage of the Ancient Elder Anubis, the demon race had become much more confident and proactive, wanting to accomplish more.

"Test what?"

"Test the Hero's strength. Only by knowing the opponent's strength can one defeat them." Karl said.

This was truth.

"... You haven't been keeping tabs on him?"

The spy planted inside the Hero's adventure party had not been dispatched, but at least the Hero remained within the demons' sight.

"We only grasped his whereabouts, but there was no way to judge the Hero's strength." Karl said.

Strength isn't something you can discern just by glancing from afar.

Although this world had developed in weird ways, feeling like a game, it wasn't so far gone as to have an LV100 level number floating above one's head.

There were no status panels either.

The aura one exudes can only serve as a reference.

To truly gauge strength, you have to fight.

"Who are you planning to send?" Tang Luo asked.

"My capable subordinate." Karl said.

Tang Luo said: "I recall we haven't been exposed yet. The Hero doesn't know the Demon King has appeared; everyone merely speculates that since the Hero has emerged, the new Demon King must also be hiding in some corner. Aren't you afraid of raising suspicion? And most importantly, what if they lose and get captured?"

If captured, wouldn't our intelligence be completely exposed?

Karl pondered for a moment: "Actually, demons have always been active outside; the occasional appearance of demon traces doesn't mean we've set our sights on the Hero."

Some demons operating outside under hidden identities striking at the Hero is also fairly reasonable.

In the years when the demon race was weak and constantly attempted counterattacks, every generation of Heroes had similar encounters, and those demons weren't specially dispatched by the Demon King.

They were spontaneous, akin to guerrillas, with most having no real connection to a Demon King-led organization.

"Using this sliver of suspicion to probe the Hero's strength, I believe it's worth it." Karl's tone was firm. "As for the strength issue……"

He smiled: "I specially gave him the precious weapon from the treasury."

Karl spread his hands.

Inside the demon treasury there was a formidable staff, given to the mage Karl.

Karl's subordinates were mostly mage-type demons as well, though not limited to beastmen.

"???"

Tang Luo's expression on his face caused Karl's confident smile to gradually disappear.

"My lord, is there a problem?" he said anxiously.

"That staff, it's not only usable by the demon race, is it?" Tang Luo asked.

Karl shook his head; the staff's power was immense, and it could be used by an individual, very convenient.

"Have you not considered the problem of sending equipment to the hero?" Tang Luo said.

"... No, no way, clearly you already have the staff." Karl dared not guarantee it anymore.

"As a hero, you can't even handle this small matter, and still want to overturn the demon king?" Tang Luo waved his hand, "Don't think about it; you will definitely send equipment to people, so don't do this."

"But, but I already sent people." Karl swallowed a mouthful of saliva.

"Hmm?"

Tang Luo slightly raised his tone.

Young man, who told you to act on your own initiative?

With a thud.

Karl knelt before Tang Luo without a word: "Lord Anubis, I truly have no second thoughts; I think this matter is fine! I..."

Act first, report later, but nowadays it's a major taboo for the demon race.

Tang Luo naturally couldn't possibly manage every tiny detail, but if some matters resulted in major errors without his agreement.

With the temperament of "Lord Anubis," a demon race that made a mistake wouldn't even have time to shout, "I have bled for the demon race, I have made contributions, I want to see the demon king, I want to see the demon king!"

The words often on the lips of Lord Anubis are: "I don't have much time left to live. At most one and a half years, I just hope to see the demon race flourish before I die, the hero's death, whoever dares to block me is my enemy, and my contemporaries who are enemies have all already died."

No one dares to act recklessly in front of Lord Anubis.

From demon race elders to the Four Heavenly Kings, even the demon king himself cannot!

"How long?"

"Three days." Karl was trembling, "I will immediately send people, no, I will immediately go out to chase him back."

"Forget it." Tang Luo stood up, "I will go myself."

"Huh?" Karl was stunned for a moment.

"My lord, please think carefully!"

If it weren't for the fact that this world lacks the practice of kowtowing, Karl would not only have knelt before Tang Luo, but also kowtowed to him.

As the King of Miracles, after leaving the ruins, one can indeed survive in the outside world.

Looking like Anubis, living for a year and a half.

But this extended lifespan is closely related to whether the King of Miracles takes action.

It is well known that when the King of Miracles truly takes action in battle, the survival time is greatly reduced.

The former hero's companions, after originally leaving the ruins, could live for a year, but after the King of Miracles waged war against the demon race, they only survived three days before dying.

Like last time when Lord Anubis took action, although restrained, subsequent rumors spread that this action reduced Lord Anubis's lifespan by as much as seven days.

The King of Miracles cannot act recklessly.

If one is willing to risk living a few months less, or even not wanting to live, to die fighting the hero.

That could also be acceptable.

But the problem is, Kings of Miracles attract each other!

Just as when the demon race's King of Miracles appeared, soon humanity also had a King of Miracles appear.

The human King of Miracles wanting to kill the demon king, or the demon race's King of Miracles wanting to kill the hero, has never happened—it's impossible.

"I've already thought it through. Rest assured, my lifespan is still sufficient; I won't waste it." Tang Luo said.

Actually, he was just driven by extreme stillness to seek movement.

In this world, the heavenly and earthly qi is rather scarce, not very suitable for closed-door cultivation plus healing injuries.

After staying here for two months, Tang Luo felt bored and planned to go out for a walk.

"My lord!" Karl's eyes filled with hot tears.

"The future of the demon race belongs to you." Tang Luo, "Immortal touching my head," stroked Karl's head once, then withdrew his hand.

This feel, it's really not great, far inferior to elves and dogs.

"Master, have fun playing."

"Master, the food magic cube is in the cursed house."

Outside the demon king's city, a host of demons saw off Tang Luo.

Some demons in their hearts breathed a sigh of relief; this tyrant finally left.

There's no way, you can't expect everyone to like Tang Luo's various reforms for the demon race's prosperity.

For example, the remaining elders in the elder council had quite a few complaints about Tang Luo's various measures.

They are the kind of demons who don't even want to seek out or cultivate the new demon king, just wanting to hold onto their own small plot of land, enjoying demon life.

Tang Luo's appearance made them enjoy it less happily than before.

Of course, all their complaints, they only dare to keep in their hearts.

"What are you doing! You are draining the demon race's future and hope, you are a sinner of the demon race!"

Originally, an elder planned to say this.

But Anubis is truly too strong, basically unable to speak out.

"Left, no need to see me off."

Tang Luo left holding the heavenly dog, leaving behind a "tall and majestic" figure.

"Second senior brother, since the master has left..."

"We must work harder, otherwise if the master returns and finds you slacking, I will also suffer misfortune." Zhu Bajie broke Ao Yu Lie's fantasy.

Amitabha, junior brother, in this situation, I can only let the Daoist friend die and not the poor Daoist.

You should understand that.

Fifteen days later, Tang Luo looked at the hero and his companions beneath his feet.

"The number has increased by one, and it's an elf assassin, much stronger than that fool Asaxi." Tang Luo thought to himself, "He knows a little of everything, the all-powerful hero is here, the assassin is here, the ranged mage is here, the meat shield MT is here, what's missing... oh, support."

"Huh? Wait, I am the support."