Chapter 260: Did I really kill him?!

Luo Yan, standing on the balcony, was expressionless, but it was definitely not because of any father-son bond, but because he was dumbfounded.

???

What's the situation?!

I insta-killed Zakuro?

Luo Yan looked down at the magic wand in his hand, his heart filled with an indescribable sense of absurdity.

"Hearing You You..."

Hearing You You, who had been watching the show from beginning to end, was also stunned, taking a long time to come back to her senses.

"Wha, what's wrong?! Lord Demon King?"

Luo Yan was the same, taking a long time to squeeze out a sentence.

"... Did you do it?"

"How is that possible... I don't have that ability! Eek!!! Master! You leveled up!!" Hearing You You answered, laughing and crying, suddenly calling out in shock.

As if to prove it to her master, Hearing You You took the initiative to hand over the attribute panel.

A dark green dialogue box appeared in front of Luo Yan, reflecting the strangeness and inexplicability on his face.

Good fellow...

Did I really kill him!?

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ID: Luo Yan

Race: Human

Soul Level: Gold (Level cap LV90)

Level: LV. 70 (Ascension)

Constitution: 40 (+5)

Strength: 26

Agility: 27

Intelligence: 151 (+40)

Spirit: 136 (+30)

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【Faith Value: 17.71 Million (+5.17 Million)】

【Daily Net Increase: 50,073】

The cold and ruthless data explained everything.

Defeating a Purple Crystal-level powerhouse with Bai Yin power... the abundant experience directly allowed him to level up more than ten times, jumping onto the threshold of the Gold level!

Luo Yan hadn't even had time to linger on the two-digit attribute panel, watching as his Intelligence and Spirit jumped several times, breaking through the three-digit mark in one go.

The strength of the Gold level was a step higher than Bai Yin, and the attribute increase brought by Ascension was as high as 75 points!

And what shocked him was not just this.

Everyone present witnessed Zakuro die under his magic wand and was deeply convinced by his majesty, to the point that his Faith Value jumped by 5 million points directly!

10 million Faith Value is enough to raise a Gold-level soul to Platinum...

The sudden joy and confusion were intertwined, leaving Luo Yan's brain temporarily blank, unable to speak for a while.

He subconsciously looked toward the blood-red temple, trying to find an answer, but after waiting for a long time, he only waited for the collapse of the Blood Temple, and the night fell again.

The sky above Black Wind Fort returned to tranquility, and that pressure like a raging tide retreated silently, as if it had never appeared.

His father didn't intend to see him.

But that's to be expected.

Standing from the perspective of the Kelin family, it was most reasonable for him to kill Zakuro in a counterattack; anyone else making a move would be a trouble.

Of course, it couldn't be ruled out that his old man didn't think that much and was just as unreliable as ever.

Luo Yan didn't know what Luokesai was thinking, and could only analyze it from a rational perspective.

Just as he was staring at the dome that had returned to night, the players were busy taking screenshots and shouting "Awesome," or looking at the Demon King on the balcony with green eyes, or rescuing injured soldiers and residents under the guidance of quests, and some were surrounding the damaged chariots, discussing improvement methods.

The injured goblins were limping to clean up the mess or picking up things dropped on the battlefield during the chaos.

Meanwhile, the three Demon Generals sitting paralyzed in the courtyard were completely shocked.

Looking at everything happening before their eyes, their eyes were filled with shock and disbelief.

"Zakuro... is dead?" Gelake widened his eyes, the shock in his eyes gradually turning into ecstasy.

He laughed wildly, standing up from the ruins, and although he was covered in injuries, his excitement had completely overwhelmed the pain, and he didn't even feel his ribs moving.

He looked at Luo Yan with eyes full of unconcealable fanaticism.

Living beings in Hell worship the strong, and the further away from the Demon Capital, the more this is true.

The Blood Blade Clan only ever worships the strongest in the clan.

Although he was convinced by the Demon King's wisdom, pure power was what fascinated him more.

Compared to Gelake's ecstasy, Blanxia's reaction was completely opposite.

She opened her lips slightly, only to find that she couldn't say a single word.

Elder Zakuro, who could send her flying with a casual wave and make her unable to stand steady with just a glance, couldn't even last a second in Lord Demon King's hands!

This is—

What kind of power!

A morbid flush appeared on that pale and enchanting face, and slender thorns crawled out along her wrists, stitching up her broken long dress.

Blanxia swallowed a mouthful of saliva mixed with blood with difficulty, struggling to pull herself off the wall, then limped to the messy mud ground under the balcony, slowly lowered her body, and knelt on one knee on the ground, her expression pious and solemn, as if waiting for the Demon God's personal arrival.

"Lord Demon King... please forgive my incompetence for failing to act as a good guard and making you... have to make a move yourself."

Just as her voice fell, Shadow Demon General Thanos flashed and knelt in front of Luo Yan, coughing up blood miserably, lifting his concerned face pale and weakly.

"Your Majesty... it's good that you're okay."

That nauseating voice made Gelake unable to help but shake off the goosebumps on his body, looking at this sycophantic lick-dog with disdain.

Who was it that drew the teleportation array in Lei Ming City back then?

Although he had no evidence, excluding himself and that "deeply hidden" woman Blanxia, this was the only guy who had the strength to sneak into Lei Ming City and liked to play tricks.

However, Thanos ignored Gelake's disdain completely.

Eradicating a Purple Crystal-level powerhouse with Bai Yin-level strength!

There was only one explanation—

This guy, like those madmen of the Campbell family, was a God-Chosen One personally designated by the supreme god!

They came to this world with a mission!

This could explain why he received help from a mysterious Demigod-level powerhouse; this heaven-defying background probably didn't just reach the High Ranks of the Demon Capital, but probably went straight to Lord Demon God!

Luo Yan looked at Thanos deeply, not knowing what this dog thing was imagining, only feeling that the gaze was weirdly nauseating, making his whole body break out in goosebumps.

Then Luo Yan looked at his other two subordinates, his Adam's apple moving, his hoarse voice carrying unfathomable majesty.

"You have done your best... go down and rest."

The three Demon Generals were relieved and nodded in obedience.

"Yes..."

"Thank you, Lord Demon King!"

As the voice fell, they hid their figures from the battlefield.

And almost at the same time they left, a long, hoarse hiss suddenly came from the night sky in the distance.

"Woo—!"

A violent wind suddenly blew over Black Wind Fort, the sky in the distance tore apart, and three skeletal wyverns suddenly pierced through the night, their eyes burning with ghostly green soul fire overlooking the city below.

Their bone wings shone with a grim, ghostly light in the night, and every flap of their wings stirred up a violent magic energy airflow, bringing up dust from the ruins in the city, making the surviving residents of Black Wind Fort shudder.

However, human joys and sorrows are not connected.

Looking at the skeletal wyverns circling in the sky, the players standing on the ground raised their heads one after another, unable to help but let out excited shouts.

"Holy crap, bone dragons?!"

"6666!"

"I thought the dog developers were just drawing a pie, didn't expect them to really make it!"

Outside the Lord's Mansion, the noisy discussions were endless.

Luo Yan looked up at the sky, but his gaze never looked at the three skeletal wyverns from beginning to end, instead falling on the Terror Demon in the lead.

That massive aura was somewhat similar to Zakuro's, but his strength was much weaker, about the same level as Professor Enuosi, which was the peak of the Diamond level.

Just as he was looking at that Terror Demon, the Terror Demon was also watching him, astonishment flickering in his amber pupils, seemingly unable to believe what had happened before his eyes.

Luo Yan was very clear about why he was shocked.

Back then, when Ailin relied on the Light of Praise to tie with the Gold-level Qianqian across two tiers, Qianqian was also so surprised that her jaw almost dropped.

The elderly butler walked tremblingly to Luo Yan's side, his eyes carrying the joy of surviving a disaster, and said in an excited voice.

"Master, the people from the Truth Force have finally arrived."

"Hmm."

Luo Yan nodded, just glancing at the mess around him, then looking at the Terror Demon flapping its wings and slowly descending, without saying much.

Its claws touched the ground, and the Terror Demon clad in pitch-black armor folded its wings behind it, stepped forward two steps to under the balcony, looked at Luo Yan standing on the balcony, and said in a deep voice.

"I am the Supreme Arbiter of the Truth Force, Lahemu Naifuleike. We received news that Zakuro was here... Baron of Black Wind Fort, I need an explanation."

Luo Yan hadn't heard of his surname; presumably, he should be the second son of some middle-class noble family in the Demon Capital.

For those high-level demon families without many titles, sending second sons without inheritance rights to the temple or the battlefield is a pretty good choice. If they can prove their piety and loyalty on the temple or battlefield, they can also obtain soul level promotion while alive under extremely special circumstances. And in special institutions like the Truth Force, these rare exceptions are called Supreme Arbiters.

They are all clergy who have sworn their lives to the Demon God, similar to the Paladins of the Aus Empire, etc.

Luo Yan looked at Lahemu, without any fear in his eyes, his tone calm.

"As you can see, the fugitive Zakuro, wanted by your department, deliberately retaliated, attempting to assassinate this Demon King, not only causing chaos in the military production center but also causing serious harm to the Demon God's subjects living locally... The evidence of betraying Lord Demon God is conclusive. In order to maintain the order of Hell and the majesty of Lord Demon God, this Demon King has already executed him, letting his soul return to the Demon God Temple to be judged for his sins by Lord Demon God."

Initially hearing this official answer, Lahemu didn't have much reaction, until he heard the second half.

"... You killed him?"

"Yes." Luo Yan admitted it without blushing or skipping a beat.

Since his old man didn't want to show his face, he would just admit it for him.

It wasn't a bad thing anyway.

Looking at the Supreme Arbiter whose expression was changing between light and shadow, Luo Yan continued.

"I have already given you the explanation you wanted, and now I also want an explanation... why did you only appear now?"

Lahemu was slightly stunned, then opened his mouth to say.

"It's over a hundred kilometers from the Demon Capital to here; we have already tried very hard to rush over."

"Is that so." Luo Yan smiled noncommittally, his expression clearly not believing what he said.

Lahemu said in a deep voice.

"If you have any objections to our work, you can go to the Council to complain."

Luo Yan said faintly.

"No need, I'll be there by next month at the latest."

The moment he heard this sentence, the Terror Demon's body shook slightly, his pupils shrank, staring at Luo Yan and looking him up and down, a look of disbelief floating on his face.

After a moment, his attitude suddenly softened, and he lowered his voice.

"We were also acting on orders... please understand."

Luo Yan glanced at him and didn't make things difficult for him, just looking at the corpse on the ground.

"Now that the person is dead, how do you intend to handle it?"

"Hand it over—"

"Better hand it over to me." Before Lahemu Naifuleike's answer was finished, a frivolous and calm voice came from the night, carrying a hint of a slow smile.

That voice was unhurried, but carried a certain invisible pressure, making everyone present look sideways slightly.

Luo Yan looked up, following the voice, only to see a man clad in ink-blue noble robes walking slowly from the night.

His pace was elegant and casual, as if he hadn't put the mess and murderous aura of this place in his eyes at all, his deep eyes carrying a careless smile, and the golden embroidery outlining the Demon Capital's administrative seal on his robe indicated the unusual nature of his identity.

Luo Yan's gaze narrowed slightly; this person's attire, conversation, and aura that couldn't be ignored almost instantly made him realize who the visitor was, just not quite sure yet.

Lahemu was obviously stunned too, a hint of faint fear appearing in his astonished expression.

"Hello, Mr. Luo Yan, very glad to meet you." That elegant and decent gentleman extended his right hand, a smile still hanging on the corner of his mouth, and although his bearing was extraordinary, there was no high-and-mighty air at all, making it hard not to feel good about him.

Especially those pupils that charmed people's hearts always gave Luo Yan a feeling of deja vu—

He seemed to have seen them somewhere before.

"I am also very glad to meet you, may I ask who you are..." Grasping the right hand he extended, Luo Yan's voice carried a hint of hesitation.

"Kalamosi Meiluxinei, Minister of Intelligence of the Cabinet, or rather... the left eye of Lord Demon God."

Appreciating the astonished and shocked expression on Luo Yan's face, Kalamosi smiled and teased with a mocking tone, "I have long heard of your great name, and today I finally have the opportunity to see you."

Looking at the Minister of Intelligence who suddenly inserted himself, Lahemu felt fear in his heart, but still gritted his teeth and said in a low voice.

"Lord Kalamosi... Zakuro is a fugitive wanted by our Truth Force; you making it like this makes it very difficult for me."

Kalamosi turned his head to look at him unexpectedly, then smiled easily and said.

"Don't you know? Your boss has already handed over General Saibeisi and his related cases to our intelligence department to handle."

"You mean... Lord Geligao?"

Lahemu looked at him blankly and opened his mouth in confusion.

"But... what does this have to do with General Saibeisi?"

"That relationship is huge," a wicked smile appeared on Kalamosi's face, "this concerns the lives of eighty thousand soldiers, as well as the 'justice' of our respected Lord Demon God."

While saying this, he gave Luo Yan a meaningful look and said with a smile.

"Don't you think so? Dear Mr. Demon King."

In the center of the Demon Capital, deep in the temple, ghostly green soul fire burned slowly, reflecting the obsidian dome hanging high in the temple.

Under that huge Demon God statue, the ghostly green flames reflected the empty eye sockets of the Lich Geligao Solun. He sat quietly on the throne, his figure melting into the shadows of the temple, as silent as the past hundred years.

However, this silence was soon broken by a burst of hurried footsteps.

"My Lord!"

An urgent and low voice sounded from outside the temple gate, the black-gold arbiter robe fluttering in the wind, and a high-level arbiter walked quickly into the main hall, then knelt on one knee, his right fist against his chest, his voice carrying a hint of solemnity and disbelief.

"News from Black Wind Fort, Zakuro Delagong—is dead."

Geligao's soul fire trembled slightly, the ghostly green flames swaying gently, as if blown by an invisible wind.

He slowly shifted his gaze, deep light flickering in his empty eye sockets, as if to confirm, he repeated softly.

"... Zakuro, is dead?"

The arbiter lowered his head, his tone low: "Yes, my Lord, he died in Black Wind Fort, on the way to assassinate the Baron of Black Wind Fort... all signs indicate that the person who killed him is exactly the Baron of Black Wind Fort, Luo Yan!"

The soul fire burning in Geligao's eye sockets suddenly jumped violently for an instant, the boiling flames reflecting a look of disbelief, seemingly digesting the massive amount of information.

Zakuro... his student, the behind-the-scenes master who had controlled the Delagong family for a century, a Terror Demon with Purple Crystal-level strength, actually died just like that at the hands of a Bai Yin-level Necromancer?

"How is this possible..."

Hearing that hoarse whisper, the arbiter knocked his head hard, his tone heavy as he continued.

"The news is confirmed to be correct... there can be no mistake, all the residents of Black Wind Fort are witnesses."

Geligao's body swayed slightly, and the ghostly energy flowing in the main hall suddenly added a hint of faint sorrow.

Shock, astonishment, anger, sadness, regret—thousands of emotions surged into his heart, finally turning into a very light sigh, melting into the frost that had been silent for a thousand years.

Perhaps this day would come sooner or later, but he never thought that the day of parting would come so quickly, and so suddenly.

That Zakuro could escape until now under the pursuit of the Truth Force was indeed his tacit approval.

After all, that was his student; they had had a hundred years of friendship and had experienced many storms together.

Therefore, even though the Council and the Cabinet were pressing step by step, he still gave Zakuro a chance to survive, giving him a chance to hide, letting time dilute his sins, and when people forgot about him, let him start over with a new identity.

However, he never expected that Zakuro not only didn't choose the path he left for him as he wished, but instead used his indulgence again and again, even boldly killing toward Black Wind Fort, attempting to take revenge on Luo Yan before leaving Hell.

Actually, there was nothing to this.

If he had really succeeded in his revenge, it might not have been a bad thing for the Delagong family, and it could have prevented that restless human from being dragged into the sacred Council by a group of ambitious demons.

However, the problem was that this guy actually failed!

And not only did he fail thoroughly, he also lost his life!

As a demon with Purple Crystal-level strength, and a Hell general who had once been through life and death on the front line, he actually lost to a mere Bai Yin-level Necromancer.

Is this fate?

Geligao's soul fire burned ghostly, and finally, he slowly spat out a pale eulogy.

"Perhaps this... is the will of the Demon God."

Perhaps even Lord Demon God couldn't stand it anymore, so He arranged for His other servant to take away the one who had fallen into madness.

Just as Geligao intended to digest all this silently, the arbiter's trembling voice sounded again.

"My Lord, there is one more thing..."

Geligao lifted his eyes slightly, his tone indifferent.

"Speak."

The arbiter lowered his head and said in a deep voice: "According to the news sent back by Priest Lahemu, the Minister of Intelligence personally rushed to the scene and snatched Zakuro's remains from his hands."

—Boom!

Geligao's soul fire burned violently instantly, like flames suddenly poured with oil, jumping wildly!

"Kalamosi!!"

He understood almost immediately what kind of abacus that insidious Succubus was playing.

They had clearly reached a consensus to end the disastrous defeat of Salduo Port in the name of "corruption," but now Kalamosi had openly betrayed the agreement between them!

Although that guy hadn't made a move yet, he could think with his ankle bones what that guy would do next!

Especially since General Saibeisi was now in the hands of the Intelligence Department, and he was the one who had personally sent him out!

This is naked deception!

Thinking of that cunning and hateful face, Geligao's finger bones clenched slightly, and fine cracks appeared on the obsidian armrest.

The temperature around him dropped suddenly, and even the candles in the temple began to flicker slightly, as if they were about to extinguish in the next second.

Anger rolled in his soul, almost sweeping through the entire temple!

The arbiter crawling on the ground trembled, swallowing saliva with difficulty, enduring the anger and majesty that seemed to come from Lord Demon God Himself, feeling bitter in his heart.

However, just when the anger was boiling to the extreme, Geligao suddenly stopped his movements.

The burning soul fire gradually calmed down, his clenched finger bones also loosened, and the cracks on the armrest slowly spread, then slowly healed together, as if they had never cracked.

... Forget it.

Zakuro deserved it.

Who told him to seek his own death?

And, with such a big commotion, paper couldn't wrap up fire after all.

Geligao closed his eyes, his furious face returning to calmness and majesty.

He sighed slowly, whispering to himself in a low voice.

"Perhaps this, is also the will of the Demon God..."

Anyway, Zakuro was already dead, and the juniors of the Delagong family had nothing to do with him.

He didn't want to manage this matter anymore...

The ghostly green soul fire burned slowly in the night, reflecting the silence in the temple.

On this night that no one knew, a huge storm, centered on the Demon Capital, once again swept through the entire Hell silently... ===== CHAPTER 261 =====