Extraterritorial.
Chaos rift.
This place is outside the world.
No sunshine, no fertile soil.
There is only boundless darkness and desolation without any grass growing.
In such a harsh environment, only the "demon clan" can survive.
Since the failure of the war between humans and demons a thousand years ago, the demons who were sealed here by the "Son of Destiny" have not given up. They are lingering on, using the meager resources to continuously restore the strength of the clan bit by bit.
They endured hunger, cold, and boundless darkness, multiplied for thousands of years, and endured for thousands of years.
finally.
The "day" that all the demons have been looking forward to, longing for, and longing for has finally come.
That is...
The day when their "new king" is about to arrive.
Demon King's Palace.
Although it is called a palace, it is actually a simple altar made of huge rocks.
"Can we really summon a qualified demon king like this?" A female upper-level demon next to the altar couldn't help but ask.
The antelope-like horns on her head and the pink tail swaying behind her back, either because of nervousness or worry, all indicate her identity - the third apostle, the succubus Elena.
The one who answered the succubus' question was another demon next to him, whose hands and feet were made of sharp spikes - the fifth apostle, the sword demon Arpad
"I'm sorry, Elena."
"But the black rock in the gap of chaos is extremely hard. Even we, the Sword Demon Clan, can't cut it. We have tried our best to be able to piece together such an altar."
The succubus wants to say that you were not like this in your heyday. There is no hard object in the world that your sharp blades cannot cut. This should be the sword demon of their demon clan.
But when Elena's eyes turned to the other low-level sword demons behind the sword demon, almost all of them had shrunk by half a circle. Looking at the core of the sword demon, they should have sharp blade limbs, but now they are Glowing an unhealthy cyan color, Elena sighed.
food.
They are so short of food.
With the pitiful and meager resources of Chaos Rift, if they want to multiply the number of tribes, they can only be forced to reduce the quality of individual demons.
This also led to...
When the succubus looked towards the distant basin below the altar, he could see a densely packed and terrifying demon army there.
It's a pity that these demons are the lowest level and inferior, with no wisdom at all, only instinct.
That's why.
They did not care about the simplicity of the altar, nor did they know that the ceremony was incomplete.
They only know that their tribe has lost their king for thousands of years, and today, he will finally return, and they will usher in a new demon king.
"Don't make useless complaints, Elena, this is our only and last chance." Another tall and burly demon came from behind.
His terrifying physique, which is several meters tall, is enough to explain his identity - the seventh apostle, the great demon Hercule.
"The environment of the Chaos Rift continues to deteriorate day by day. If we don't activate the Demon King Summoning Ceremony, we will only die here." The big devil shook his head.
Walking right next to Hercule was a middle-aged man with snake eyes.
Like the succubus Elena, he has a nearly human body shape, which makes it easy to identify his identity among the demons - the second apostle, the wise demon Leon
Leon: "Thirteen high-level intelligent demons are ready and can start the summoning ceremony."
"What? Wait a minute!"
"Leon, it's such an important matter to summon the devil, why are there only four of us here? Where are the remaining five apostles?"
Facing the question of the succubus Elena, the wise demon spit out the letter, and stated the colder facts with its cold snake eyes:
"The magic demon is researching new magic against humans, the shadow demon is guarding the entrance to the crack, the rot demon is preparing the plague toxin for counterattack, the breeding demon continues to give birth to soldiers in the delivery room, the evil demon... the evil demon Gu Luodan said that he is not feeling well. "
The more the succubus Elena listened, the more she frowned. Until finally, when Leon told the reason why the demon didn't come, Elena finally couldn't help but burst out, and an angry "miscellaneous--" rang out between the four apostles. .
obviously.
Among them, except for Shadow Demon and Yu Mo, who indeed had important positions and couldn't get away, the other three apostles were more or less looking for excuses.
Especially the last evil Guluo Dan.
He didn't even pretend to be pretentious anymore, he almost didn't say the word "ridicule" directly.
but...
What can they do?
The demon king summoned last time was defeated miserably by the so-called "son of destiny" of mankind. This also caused their demon clan to be defeated and sealed in the Chaos Rift.
This made them, the apostles, distrustful of the Demon King.
And now, after a thousand years of forbearance, the new "King" summoning ceremony, with such meager summoning resources, and not even a decent altar, no one believed that a qualified Demon King could be summoned.
No wonder the remaining three apostles were unwilling to come.
Their meaning is obvious.
Even if they and the apostles really summoned a demon king, that kind of inferior demon king, they would have no intention of being loyal to him.
"Smelly bastard!"
"They are violating the ancestral teachings of our demon clan that have been passed down for tens of thousands of years!"
"Just wait, I'll call the three of them over now!"
As the succubus Elena spoke, she flapped her wings and took off to find the other three apostles who were in other areas and refused to participate in the ceremony.
It is not difficult to see that Elena firmly supports the Demon King faction.
But the wise demon stopped her,
"Come back Elena, our demon clan has already suffered too many losses and cannot afford any more internal consumption."
"It is enough for the four of us to preside over the ceremony. If our new king is really strong enough, then I believe that the king will teach them a lesson without you taking action."
"And what if..."
Zhimo didn't continue talking.
"Everyone is on his/her place, don't delay, let's start the ceremony."
With a wave of his hand, he calmly directed the last remaining high-level demons from each ethnic group to stand at the corresponding sacrificial positions on the ritual altar and began to sing loudly.
"Great king, I am a wise demon, the brain of the demon clan, and my family is willing to sacrifice my head to lay the foundation of my king's wisdom!"
Under Leon's voice, the thirteen high-level wise demons immediately threw themselves deeply into the flames of the altar without hesitation.
Next up is the sword demon Arpad.
"Great king, I am the Sword Demon, the leader of the demon clan. Our clan is willing to dedicate our sharp blades to help my king kill!"
Under Arpad's voice, the eight high-level sword demons cut off each other's limbs without hesitation and threw them into the flames of the altar.
Next up is the great demon Hercule.
"Great King, I am a demon, the blood of demons, and my family is willing to dedicate our hearts to purify the blood of my king!"
Under the voice of Hercule, the six high-level demons did not hesitate to tear each other's bodies apart with their claws, take out the hearts, and throw them into the altar flames.
The last one is the succubus, Elena.
There are no other high-level succubi.
Alone, Elena slit her wrist with a bone dagger and sprinkled the blood into the altar flame.
"Great King, I am a succubus, a succubus of demons, and my family is willing to dedicate our souls to fulfill my king's fate!"
As one sacrificial object after another was put in, the originally weak flames on the altar began to expand rapidly and became more intense. In just a short moment, it turned into a raging fire, lighting up the entire altar.
The size of the flame can more or less represent the bloodline of the summoned Demon King.
is a good sign.
The next wise demon threw the Shadow Demon's Eye, the Rot Demon's Foot, the Sorcerer's Tongue, and the Nurturing Demon's Touch into the altar flame. Just as he was about to take half a step back, when he looked at the altar again, the flames of the altar stopped. It suddenly erupted and completely covered the huge altar.
What! ?
The four apostles present all showed shocked expressions.
They had never seen anything like this.
The deep flames seemed to be swallowing up the entire altar. The chaotic rocks that even the sword demon Arpad could not cut through could not even sustain a few breaths under the flames, and melted and disintegrated one after another.
It's much more than that.
The flames that engulfed the altar eventually turned into a black beam of light that shot straight into the sky across the Chaos Rift.
Immediately afterwards, the entire crack space began to shake violently, and a strong shock came from the desolate earth beneath the feet, like an overwhelmed wail, as if to say that this chaotic crack could not bear the presence that was about to come.
After the initial panic and shock, it was the succubus Elena who was the first to show signs of ecstasy.
Even if the earth cracked and shook, she still stared at the dark light pillar rising into the sky, staring into the depths of the altar.
The stronger the vision displayed by the altar, the more powerful the demon king summoned.
But now, the strange image of the altar is not even limited to the altar, but affects the entire Chaos Crack, making this most unshakable prison that has sealed their demon clan for thousands of years, actually faintly about to collapse.
You can’t go wrong!
The Demon King they summoned this time, I'm afraid... I'm afraid it will be the first demon king ever...
The most powerful ever! !
With such excitement and strong expectations, as the dark light pillar finally slowly faded away, it was replaced by an increasingly clear... of... in the center of the ruins of the altar.
Figure?
That was a young man.
To be precise, he is a young man who is still confused and ignorant.
Liao Yu looked at the chaotic and desolate cracked space around him, and at the basin below, a dense mass of millions of demonic troops who were cheering towards him and making deafening roars.
Then he looked at the four demon apostle bosses that were not far away from him and directly opposite him. He had spent a lot of effort and dodge them a hundred and eighty times in the game before dodge them.
At this moment, the four Demon King apostles were half-kneeling, bowing their heads to themselves in a respectful manner.
Liao Yu: "..."
Liao Yu fell into deep thought.
