Chapter 47: As expected of Lord Demon King, he is simply terrifyingly strong!

Scalding thick smoke.

Weak wails.

And those labyrinth corridors flowing with rivers of blood!

Without a doubt—

This place is simply hell!

Looking at the sewer corridor paved with severed limbs and arms, Alakto felt immense relief and incomparable joy in his heart!

It was fortunate that he had made the most, most, most correct decision of his spider life—to submit to the feet of Lord Demon King.

Otherwise, the fate of the Earth Dragon Tribe and the humans today would be the tomorrow of the Shadow-Weaving Nest!

As expected of Lord Demon King—

He is simply terrifyingly strong!

"Lord Demon King, we have arrived."

Alakto crawled with his head low, his deep, hoarse voice filled with respect and humility.

Riding on the back of this giant spider, Luo Yan nodded with an unforced air of authority, then stared unblinkingly ahead.

In the corridor behind him, more than four hundred Skeleton Spider Cavalry and over a thousand "Diggers" were densely packed; the creaking sounds and the chirping of insects shook the heavens and the earth!

Although the team-fighting ability of these guys was a question mark, they were more than enough as background props to fill the scene.

Just as the players were heatedly discussing on the official website, the battle between the humans and the Earth Dragon Tribe had already ended.

Within the billowing smoke, only two figures remained standing.

At this moment, a quick-witted skeleton soldier limped toward Luo Yan from not far away.

"Lord Demon King! I am your most, most, most loyal servant—"

"Spare the formalities."

Watching the clumsy, swaying skeleton soldier intending to salute him, Luo Yan made a hand-raising gesture, skipping the superfluous plot he was about to perform.

"Briefly explain the situation here."

Longxing Baili coughed awkwardly and stood up from the ground, patting his skeleton frame.

"At your command."

Taking about two minutes, Longxing Baili recounted the situation they had accidentally stumbled upon while grinding monsters.

Although Longxing Baili didn't know how these guys had started fighting, Luo Yan combined his description with his own knowledge base and guessed seven or eight out of ten.

It was likely that the four-legged snakes had made too much noise while walking, and the humans on the ground were already birds startled by the mere twang of a bowstring, so the two sides had muddled into a fight.

What Luo Yan hadn't expected, however, was that the residents of Silver Pine Town were so wild, bringing hundreds of kilograms of explosives into his labyrinth, and lighting them all at once as if they were on a flat plain!

It was fortunate that this stuff wasn't TNT, but just improved black powder used for mining; otherwise, it wouldn't have been as simple as a Silver-tier magic, but at least a Gold-tier Burst Magic!

"Sacred Sacred Lake of culture is truly terrifying..."

Luo Yan sighed in his heart, then kicked the spider beneath him with his heel, signaling Alakto to move forward.

In the acrid thick smoke, a human and a lizard were tensely confronting each other, the momentum between the two sides poised like a drawn bow.

The moment Luo Yan appeared on the battlefield, the expressions on both their faces changed slightly, and they looked toward his direction in unison.

"You are..."

Adlai was the first to break the silence.

Although cave spiders weren't good things, that sunny and handsome face still made him unable to help but harbor a sliver of unrealistic fantasy in his heart.

Maintaining one's aura is the self-cultivation of a Demon King.

Luo Yan didn't speak, just patted Alakto's head lightly, hinting for him to introduce himself.

As the first strategist of the Shadow-Weaving Nest, Alakto immediately understood, straightened his body without a word, and rebuked with a majestic voice.

"Presumptuous! Why haven't you knelt upon seeing His Majesty the Demon King!"

Luo Yan glanced at his mount, wanting to complain that this guy was overacting like a villain, but then remembered he was a villain himself, so he kept quiet.

"Demon King?!"

Hearing the identity of the newcomer, Adlai was shocked, his entire face instantly turning pale, his voice trembling along with his knees, "You... you are the Demon King?!"

The Demon King had actually resurrected!

And he was standing right in front of him!

His thighs gave out, and he really did kneel on the ground, his eyes filled with despair.

Unlike Adlai, who knew the times and was a hero, Zerik, standing opposite him, wasn't so smart.

The moment he heard Luo Yan was the Demon King, those amber pupils turned blood-red.

The entire lizard seemed to have entered a blood rage, roared, and charged at Luo Yan regardless of everything.

"I'm going to kill you! Ahhhhhhh!!!!"

Bronze-colored aura wrapped around his body, flowing along the crescent-moon-like blades.

Watching the charging lizardman, Alakto didn't wait for Luo Yan to speak, and spat a mouthful of old phlegm at him.

"Gu—Presumptuous!"

Before the words arrived, the sticky spider web followed the wind.

The furious Zerik didn't dodge, the "Qi" power of the Dragon God Sect circulating through his entire body, his dual blades dancing like a storm sweeping away clouds, directly slicing the sticky spider web into several pieces!

Not expecting this guy to be so strong, Alakto was so shocked his spider body shook, almost turning around to run.

That was his natural predator after all!

If it weren't for Lord Demon King sitting there as steady as a mountain, he would have already greased his soles and slipped away.

"Go to hell!!!"

Only five steps of distance remained.

Zerik channeled all his Qi power onto the blade edges, glaring directly at the Demon King.

Just as the head was about to be severed beneath his spider body, a terrifying aura slammed directly into his face, forcing him to raise his dual blades to parry.

Ping—!

The clashing sound of metal rang through the entire labyrinth corridor; Zerik felt a pain as if his web between thumb and index finger were tearing, and his bones felt numb as if they were about to break!

His amber pupils focused instantly; he stared at the person in front of him, his entire face first stunned, then desperate, and then he roared in uncontrollable rage.

It was Okto!

The champion warrior of the Earth Dragon Tribe!

The one blessed by the Dragon God!

That Demon King had not only desecrated his corpse but also desecrated his soul!

"Ahhhhh! I'm going to kill you!" Zerik charged regardless of everything, wielding his dual blades, but was lightly blocked by Okto, who held his blade with one hand.

The latter was the pride of the Earth Dragon Tribe after all, and in his lifetime, he had the strength of a peak Steel-tier.

If he hadn't been blinded by rage, if he hadn't been ambushed and stabbed in a vital spot... the battle-hardened warrior would absolutely not have lost to a Bronze-tier fighter.

That mere five-step distance was like an uncrossable chasm; no matter how hard Zerik tried, he couldn't break through!

Watching the roaring lizardman, Luo Yan rested his chin on his arm propped on his knee, staring at him expressionlessly, as if looking down at a bug struggling in its death throes.

"Do you guys have no other lines besides this one?"

No need to doubt.

This guy was just a pawn sent out to die; he really had no interest in wasting words with him.

But since he had already provoked him this much, that High Priest hiding in the dark... shouldn't be able to hide anymore, right?

Just as he was thinking this, a violent dragon roar indeed came from afar, slamming toward him like a cannonball!

Having already anticipated the opponent's move, Luo Yan didn't hesitate to reveal the magic wand hidden beneath his sleeve, completing the spell in the shortest time possible.

"Atmospheric Wall!"

High-speed circulating air formed a translucent wall five zhang in front of him!

Watching the Bronze-tier magic used by the Demon King, Moerlage let out a presumptuous laugh.

"Useless! My Dragon Language Magic is specifically for dealing with half-baked elemental types like you—"

Before that presumptuous laugh could fade, the shockwave slamming into the Atmospheric Wall dissipated without a trace.

A stunned expression froze on Moerlage's face, looking as if he had seen a ghost.

His dragon roar—

Had actually been blocked?!

How is this possible!

Luo Yan couldn't be bothered to explain the principle to him; to put it bluntly, it was nothing more than high-speed circulating gas forming a weak vacuum region in the middle, blocking the transmission of sound waves.

Most Dragon Language spells were physical damage; although the lethality was astonishing, they weren't very difficult to defend against, as long as one prescribed the right medicine for the illness.

Estimating that the guy's magic power was almost exhausted, Luo Yan directly ordered Bond on the side.

"Go, Bond."

"Hungry..."

Bond, holding a spear, let out a hoarse low roar and launched a charge toward Moerlage.

With little magic power left, a sliver of terror finally appeared on Moerlage's face.

However, he was a Steel-tier High Priest after all, and the power he possessed wasn't just roaring and shouting.

"Dragon Engine—!"

A low moan like a dragon roar issued from his mouth; the muscles beneath his scales suddenly began to swell, and in just two breaths, they had actually grown a size larger!

Not intending to give him a chance to transform, Bond thrust the spear in his hand fiercely.

However, something unexpected happened; the lightning-fast spearhead felt as if it had poked into a steel plate, actually snapping into several pieces!

Bond quickly released the spear, jumping backward while stepping on a rifle with a bayonet stuck in the ground, beginning to reload the gunpowder on the spot.

Moerlage roared and charged up, his swollen front claws slapping toward Bond like the steel plates of a pasta machine.

If Luo Yan hadn't cast a spell in time, shooting a bone spear to pull Moerlage, forcing the latter to change the direction of his charge, Bond's head would likely have been crushed like a watermelon.

Bond, abandoning the rifle, continued to retreat, stepping up a military saber to hold in his hand.

The fluid combat stunned the players; if they hadn't been restricted in their actions, they would have loved to applaud on the spot.

"Good guy?!"

"Battle Mage?!"

"6666!"

"The AI in this game has something!"

Ye Zhiqiu, who was watching the battle, also had eyes shining.

Especially after seeing the skills thrown out by the NPC, he had a further understanding of the power system of "Catastrophe OL"!

Not expecting this High Priest to be so troublesome, Luo Yan couldn't care about duel etiquette anymore, directly waving his hand.

"Dismount! Pick up the guns!"

While saying this, he lifted the control over the players.

Skeleton soldiers immediately flipped off the spiders, scrambling to pick up the equipment on the ground.

In just a few breaths, more than 400 skeleton soldiers had armed themselves into 40 skeleton musketeers.

Watching some of the players already figuring out how to play with the muskets, Luo Yan pointed at the giant lizard entangled with Bond and ordered without a word.

"Fire!"

"Shoot him to pieces for me!" ===== CHAPTER 48 =====