The Demon King is unfathomable

Chapter 267 Is this cake really round?
[To His Majesty the Demon King:

Dear Lord Demon, I wonder if your business is going well these days? I hope that my offering to you will be of some use.

I'm sorry to contact you just now. When you receive this letter, I will be in an unknown land with nothing around me except pirates, ghouls and burnt out hopes.

As for why we ended up here, we have to start from an incident that happened a month ago.

Since we set sail again from the port of Saldo, our voyage went smoothly... until we entered this unfamiliar waters, and the tentacles of misfortune finally entangled our sails and engines.

The compass failed, the stars were out of position, the fog was thick, the storms continued... all these unusual phenomena made us lose our direction. However, when we adjusted our course with awe of the sea and planned to return to the original route to resupply, we could not see the familiar land coastline and Saldo Port for a long time.

At this point we have to accept the cruel reality - we are lost in this vast ocean.

Fortunately, there is always a way out. Just when we were at our wit's end, we were blessed with your protection... We met a group of pirates who were also in desperate situation.

They came at me like a hungry hyena, without realizing who was the hunter and who was the prey. I thought they might know this area, so I deliberately slowed down the ship and gradually shut down the steam power to create the illusion of a malfunction and lure them closer.

As expected, they rushed towards us with green eyes. However, they never expected that the sailors on the deck were not living people, but your loyal and brave subordinates! The battle lasted less than a quarter of an hour, and this group of insidious and cunning villains became our prisoners.

However, bad luck does not seem to let us go.

Just as I was about to slowly pry open Teach's mouth and get more information, a tsunami suddenly swallowed us up!

It was no ordinary storm, but something deeper and more evil that was controlling the ocean. The huge waves tore our masts and swallowed the cabins. We rolled and struggled in the dark deep sea, and were finally abandoned by the tide on this strange land.

When I woke up, the ocean liner you gave me was broken and half buried in the sand. Our enemies were also in a state of despair after being tortured by the storm, with only about thirty people surviving.

The situation of your loyal servants is also not optimistic. There are only fifty of them still able to move, which is only slightly better than those who are alive. In addition, the food and fresh water on the ship have been lost with the waves, and our survival has become an imminent problem.

Faced with the current dilemma, I made a risky decision - to temporarily cooperate with Teach.

Although he was once a noble of the Oss Empire, he abandoned the faith of Saint Sith many years ago and threw himself into the arms of the Demon God. As an experienced pirate, he has rich sailing experience, which is crucial for us.

Of course, this doesn't mean I trust him completely, everything is for your plan.

After cooperating with the pirates, we tried to explore along the edge of the coastline, but we could not see the end. All signs showed that we were not standing on an isolated island - it was most likely a continent that was not marked on the nautical chart!

In order to get more clues, we sent people deep into the rain forest. The humid air was filled with the stench of wild beasts and the smell of corruption, and the soil under our feet was black and soft, like a lively cemetery.

I don't know if I should describe it like this, but from the moment I stepped into the forest, I felt a strong sense of uneasiness. Every leaf was like the eye of a wild beast, staring at us hungrily.

Although your servants are not afraid of fatigue, they move slowly in the jungle. And I don't know if it's because of the humid air or some other unknown existence in the forest, they seem to be sick, their bodies are getting weaker and weaker, as if they are rotting...

The same was true for the pirates, many of whom fell ill and curled up on stretchers waiting to die. Fortunately, they did not cast their covetous eyes on us, and we were able to maintain that temporary, superficial unity.

But these are not the biggest problems.

The biggest problem was that we found footprints deep in the forest that didn't belong to us.

It was a bit like the lizardmen in the swamp southwest of Thunder City, but it was obvious that the lizardmen here were much larger, and the depth and width of the footprints were quite amazing.

This is not good news, especially as we gradually realized that those guys may have discovered us and are increasingly active near us, even making some unfriendly attempts.

The deep forest at night echoed with the sound of drums and low roars, and occasionally in the middle of the night we could hear the sound of huge flapping wings, as if a huge monster was hovering above us.

Supplies are running low and an unknown hostility is creeping toward us.

We salvaged the wreckage, cut wood, and built a temporary camp, but this is not a long-term solution. We can't go deep into the jungle, and we can't leave this coast... We need support!
Your Majesty, if you are willing, please lend a hand and send reinforcements here to conquer this unknown land with your might. Although we have not found any valuable treasures here, at least the soil here is fertile enough, and it may become a cornerstone of your hegemony!
If support is difficult to come by... at least, please take your loyal servant away from here!

——Yours faithfully, Lumière】

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On the unfamiliar coastline, the howling sea breeze made the dilapidated wooden houses creak, occasionally accompanied by one or two shrill whistles - those were blown from the gaps between the wooden boards.

Lumir stretched out his cracked fingers and carefully placed the written letter in the center of the crooked teleportation array.

The Devil is above...

And the respected Demon King!
Please bless me and make sure the letter is delivered to the right place this time!

Lumir prayed silently in his heart, placed the few remaining magic crystals on the teleportation array, and then silently chanted the spell to activate the teleportation array.

As the last syllable fell, a barely perceptible green light flashed, circling along the lines drawn by the magic crystal powder and lighting up the magic crystal at the node.

In the blink of an eye, the letter with crooked handwriting disappeared in the center of the teleportation array.

Lumir's heart was filled with ecstasy, but then a bitter smile appeared on his face.

Since the notebook given to him by the Demon King was soaked by the sea water, he could only try again and again like now.

Unfortunately, he was not a professional magician after all, and he did not have a photographic memory. Even though he had drawn this thing once before, he had almost forgotten it after more than a month.

Looking at Lumir who was sitting motionless in front of the teleportation array and "praying", Teach finally couldn't suppress his anxiety. He smashed the wooden cup in his hand into the corner and stood up from the creaking chair.

"Damn it... How many more times are you going to try before you succeed! We've already wasted at least two baskets of magic crystals on your crap! Do you think this thing is just a shell lying on the beach and you can just bend over and pick up a bunch of it? God of War, I've had enough!"

Just to get these damn magic crystals, he has injured five of his men. Even if he doesn't care about those damn lazy guys, he has to take into account the disturbing whispers behind them and the hatred and suspicion in their eyes.

If nothing is done, it's only a matter of time before those guys rebel!

Lumire closed the wrinkled notebook in his hand, his face equally gloomy, with a tired and cold light in his eyes, and spoke in a hoarse voice.

"Do you think you're the only one who's had enough? Unless you have a better way, shut up!"

Teach's brows twitched, and he suppressed the anger that was about to be suppressed. He walked to the opposite side of Lumir and roared.

"You said the Demon King would send someone to rescue us, but we've been waiting for almost a week! Where are the reinforcements you promised?! Has the other side responded? Did your letter get delivered?!"

Lumire shook his head.

"I do not know."

"I don't know?!" Tikki widened his eyes and stared at him. "Is this your answer?"

"What else?" Lumire looked at him expressionlessly and repeated his previous words, "Or do you have a better idea, such as repairing the two broken ships outside."

Tiqi was speechless for a moment, his lips trembled for a moment, and his tone softened a little.

Although only a little.

"...I need a deadline! You have to at least tell me how many times you're going to try, or how many days it will take! Instead of giving us hope first and then leaving us in despair!"

the term?

Lumiel sneered.

"I'm telling you honestly, there is no such thing. Don't think that the gods will hear you as long as you pray, and don't think that the gods will respond if they hear you. Do you know why you were abandoned by the gods you once believed in? It's because you are always anxious for a result or an answer, but the truth is cruel... Only humans will make deals with you, gods don't make deals."

Rather than trying to convince Tikki to calm down, it was more like he was comforting himself.

He has tried everything he could, and whether he succeeds is no longer up to him.

All we can do now is pray.

Then leave success or failure to fate.

Teach's Adam's apple moved, and a word came out from his cracked lips.

"I just want to survive..."

Lumiel said calmly.

"I want, too."

Tikki gritted his teeth.

"If this continues, we will all die here!"

"That's enough. I understand our situation better than you do. It won't help even if you pick a fight with me!"

Lu Mil paused, a hint of warning in his low, hoarse voice.

"…You'd better have your men continue to guard the camp instead of wasting time here and disturbing my next attempt."

Next time! ?

Failed again this time?!
Teach's fingers trembled slightly. He was not a person used to obeying orders, not to mention that this guy was suspected to be a half-human, half-ghost necromancer.

He wasn't sure how much longer he could endure this.

If this continues, he will probably be defeated by despair before being swallowed by disease and hunger.

The echo of the quarrel had not yet faded away, and just when Teach was about to say something, the ground beneath their feet suddenly began to tremble slightly, as if an earthquake was coming!
"what's the situation?!"

Teach was suddenly startled and subconsciously drew the dagger at his waist, looking around vigilantly.

Lumir frowned, looking at the creaking wooden board above his head, and a bad premonition gradually arose in his heart.

At this moment, hurried footsteps suddenly came from outside the dilapidated wooden house, and soon a pirate with fear on his face rushed into the house.

His face was pale, and there was a hint of fear in his trembling voice as he stammered.

"Boss! Over there in the forest!"

"What's going on in the forest?" Lumir quickly walked up to him and clasped his shoulders with both hands.

The pirate swallowed hard and spoke nervously.

"Lizards... so many of them, lizards holding spears! There might be more than a hundred of them..."

Lumire and Teach looked at each other and rushed out of the cabin almost at the same time.

When they stepped onto the soft sand and looked into the distance, both of their faces changed.

At the edge of the dense jungle not far away, a number of emerald green heads were emerging from the shadows of the trees.

They were burly with ferocious eyes, and liquid dripping from the corners of their mouths, which was not sure whether it was saliva or blood. The dark green scales exposed outside emitted a cold luster in the sunlight, like vicious wolves eyeing their prey.

The red ink painted ferocious symbols on their faces, and what was even more disturbing was the weapons in their hands.

Those spears engraved with ancient runes and arrow tips emitting dark green light exuded a strange and ominous aura from head to toe, and it was obvious at first glance that they were not ordinary things.

The pirates who were confronting them were retreating in panic, and although the zombies responded in silence, they seemed outnumbered and weak in the retreating crowd.

Seeing the enemy so weak, the Lizardmen warriors showed disdainful sneers on their faces, straightened their backs proudly, and while shouting and clamoring, they struck their shields with spears to inflict even stronger fear on their prey.

Looking at those arrogant lizardmen, Teach's hoarse voice trembled a little and his palms were full of sweat.

"...Damn it! There must be at least two hundred of them!"

The lush and green forest blocked everyone's view, and there might be more hidden where they couldn't see!

Lumir was the same, his brows were furrowed and his palms were full of sweat.

However, unlike Teach, as a warrior with true faith, even if he does not have powerful supernatural powers, he is still far braver than these fallen pirates.

Looking at the pirates shrinking back, he took a step forward, pulled out the flintlock hanging at his waist, and shouted at them.

"What are you doing! Retreating? Running away? Where can you run to? There is a sea behind us. Would you rather go back into the storm than face the enemy in front of you?"

"Wake up, everyone! The will of the demon god has brought us to this strange land. This is not only a punishment for our fratricide, but also a test of our loyalty and will! We have no way out! No choice! Only a fight to the death can fight for a way to survive!"

"Pick up your weapons! Load the bullets into the gun chamber! Look at the enemy in front of you, look into their eyes... Unless you want to surrender and be drowned in the sea by them!"

Lumire's shout stopped the pirates from retreating.

Although the expressions of fear and despair were still written on those miserable faces, at least they regained their courage to fight and clenched their guns. The atmosphere on the beach was instantly tense, as if a string could break at any time.

At this moment, a three-meter-tall lizardman was standing on a protruding rock at the edge of the forest, staring at the group of uninvited guests on the beach with gloomy eyes.

His scales were dark red, as if stained with blood, and on his chest, a twisted black mark was glowing faintly. It was the "hunting mark" bestowed upon him by the priests of the Holy Armor Dragon Kingdom, which made his senses more acute than those of ordinary warriors and gave him greater power.

Trakl, this is the name given to him by the kingdom's priests, meaning "born hunter".

Right next to Trakl, a shorter lizardman deputy named Saku sneered contemptuously, narrowed his pupils and looked in the direction of the beach, his face full of disdainful arrogance.

"These filthy unclean creatures, a bunch of rubbish that can't even build a nest properly... dare to step on our consecrated soil with their filthy feet! I think they are tired of living!"

His long, forked tongue kept licking the edge of his mouth like a poisonous snake spitting out its tongue.

Trakl did not respond, his eyes remained fixed on the group of cowardly humans and the monsters in tattered uniforms and with stiff movements.

There was a faint smell of death in the fresh sea breeze, which made him, who admired nature, feel instinctively disgusted.

“No fire.”

He finally spoke, his voice low and hoarse, full of disgust and naked murderous intent.

“They polluted the coast.”

Hearing Trakl's voice, Saku's mouth opened, revealing a row of sharp fangs.

The sword in his hand hit the ground heavily, creating a deep hole in the soft soil, and a hoarse sound came out of his mouth.

"Then let their blood... purify this place!"

Trakl raised his paw and made a simple gesture, and immediately the sound of low war drums rang out in the rainforest.

The hunters' shouts became more enthusiastic. They held bone blades and obsidian spears in their hands, and the hunting marks on their bodies glowed faintly, like wild beasts ready to attack!
The next moment, Trakl uttered a word coldly -

"kill."

The sound was like a horn of attack. The hunters who received the order let out excited howls and suddenly leaped from the edge of the forest to the beach. Like a black and green wave, they rushed against the direction of the waves towards the nearby beach!
Looking at the lizardman army rushing towards the beach, Lumir and the pirates stood together, holding the flintlocks tightly in their hands and shaking them pointing forward.

Three hundred meters...

Two hundred meters!
One hundred meters——

It's now!

Looking at those distorted and hideous faces, he pulled the trigger without hesitation and shouted loudly.

"Fire!!"

"boom--!"

The hot lead bullet tore through the air and luckily hit the lizardman hunter in the front!

A bloody hole suddenly exploded in the lizard man's chest. He staggered and fell, and blood splattered on the wet beach.

The other pirates followed closely behind, and a row of flintlock rifles ignited gunpowder at the same time, and gunshots rang out continuously!
The bullets whistled in the air, and the Lizardman Hunters who were charging forward like a wave fell one after another, so that a hole was torn in the charging column!
The beach was filled with blood and corpses, which temporarily halted the Lizardman army's charge and even scared many panicked Lizardman hunters into running to both sides, creating chaos.

Seeing the Lizardmen in disarray, the pirates, whose morale had been shaken, regained their courage to fight, and their loading movements became more agile.

Looking at the flames exploding on the beach and the tribesmen falling one after another, Trakl's pupils shrank slightly.

He has lived in this land for decades, but this is the first time he has seen such a bizarre weapon!

But his surprise only lasted for a moment.

He soon realized that although those flaming sticks were strong, they were not without weaknesses!
They need to be close enough to work!

not only that--

To make the sticks fire again, a lengthy ritual had to be performed, involving pouring powdered offerings into the sticks and pounding them with another thin stick.

Realizing this, he snorted coldly, then raised the spear in his hand and shouted loudly to the hunters on the front line.

"Archers release their arrows!"

As the lizardman holding the short bow drew the bow and arrow, a round of arrows rained forward like raindrops!

Faced with the sudden rain of arrows, dozens of pirates and zombies fell to the ground instantly, and the balance of victory tilted towards the Lizardmen again.

Trakl did not stop, and swung the spear in his hand forward again, shouting loudly.

"Scatter the runners! Hunt them down!"

A bronze light enveloped the battlefield. The Lizardman Hunters, who had been thrown into confusion by the sound of the muskets, calmed down instantly, and a crimson light shone from their amber pupils.

"Ouch! Ouch!!!!"

The shrill cries floated out of their mouths like a tsunami raging on the coast.

Lumier's expression changed slightly.

At this moment, the Lizardman hunters quickly changed their tactics. The originally dense formation quickly dispersed and they closed the distance between the two sides at an incredible speed. Then, waving their spears and bone blades, they started a hand-to-hand fight with the zombie troops in the front row!

"Roar--!"

The zombie troops in the front row let out a low growl, dragged their wooden shields and swords, and collided heavily with the lizardmen troops.

Although the morale of the zombies was not shaken by the intimidation of the lizardmen, the two sides were not on the same level in terms of strength and physique, and the former were quickly knocked away by the latter.

The originally stable formation was torn into pieces. After firing the last shot, Lumir had to draw the sword at his waist and engage in hand-to-hand combat with the lizardmen who had rushed up to him.

"Be careful--!"

Looking at the lizardman warrior rushing towards Lumir at lightning speed, Teach was suddenly startled, and he suddenly drew out his scimitar and rushed over, fighting with the lizardman warrior!
In just a few breaths, the two sides hacked at each other for more than ten rounds. The swords left afterimages in the air, and fierce sparks burst out between the man and the beast!
Perhaps he didn't want to continue the fight, the lizard man suddenly took a step forward and rushed forward with the blade in his hand directly towards Teach's face!

Looking at the cold light coming towards him, Teach suddenly pulled back the knife, dodged the lizardman's thrust, and at the same time slashed at the opponent's neck with his backhand.

This fatal blow should have cut off the lizard man's head, but at the moment he hit the target, a violent tremor crept into his palm and almost knocked the scimitar in his hand away!

The opportunity is fleeting!
The lizardman, who failed to hit the target, jumped back and distanced himself from the target. White mist came out of his nostrils and there was only a shallow scar on his neck.

Looking at the intact Lizardman warrior, Teach's heart was shocked and his eyes were full of surprise.

What kind of trick is this? !

Just as Teach's heart was shocked, Saku, who was standing opposite him, was also shocked.

What's up with this two-legged monkey?
Over the past decade, he has hunted countless prey, but this is the first time he has encountered such a tough opponent!

but--

This is not a bad thing for him.

The long forked tongue gently licked the scaly lips. Saku stared at the prey in front of him, and his originally doubtful vertical pupils gradually took on a bloodthirsty and murderous light.

Only powerful prey is worth hunting!
After realizing the opponent's strength, he did not feel fear but became excited instead.

Looking at the gradually perverted eyes, Teach felt his scalp tingling, but he didn't dare to leave this guy alone. He could only get into a duel stance again and danced a sword flower with the scimitar in his hand.

The longer this battle drags on, the more disadvantageous it will be for him.

Although the ghouls were fearless of life and death, they still seemed a little slow and clumsy in the face of the swift attack of the lizardman hunters. Their bodies were constantly torn apart by spears and claws, and their limbs and arms were scattered on the beach. It was only a matter of time before they were completely wiped out.

The pirates were not much better off. They couldn't even defeat the zombies, so they had no advantage at all when facing the lizardman army. They were almost unilaterally crushed!
How to do?
If this goes on, even if I win the duel, I will still die in the end!
Just when Teach was falling into despair, a huge roar suddenly came from not far behind him.

That's the roar of a steam engine!
Teach was slightly stunned. Before he could react to what was happening, he saw the look of fear on the face of the lizardman opposite him.

He turned his head subconsciously, and then saw a scene that he would never forget in his life -

I saw a towering steel body standing on the wreckage of the wooden house, surrounded by thin iron pipes and a thick iron pipe pointing straight forward!
what is that?
Teach was stunned on the spot, speechless for a moment, and even the hand holding the sword lost its strength.

The steel armor made a terrifying roar, and black gas floated out from the gaps in the armor shell.

It moved forward like a monster, its flat "wheels" crushing the remains of the wooden house and the arrows and bones scattered on the beach, and slowly turning the thick iron pipe with a dull creaking sound.

A scarlet light was brewing in the dark cave. Before he could react to what was happening, a flash of red light slammed heavily into the center of the battlefield not far from him!

"boom--!"

A huge explosion sounded, and the terrifying energy dug a huge deep pit in the sand. Dozens of lizardman hunters were swallowed up in an instant!

Looking at the heavy casualties of his tribesmen in an instant, Saku stood there in a daze. His originally bloodthirsty eyes were now filled with uncontrollable astonishment and fear.

What the hell is that?!
And at this moment, a torrent of undead souls entangled in the aura of the underworld emerged on the teleportation array behind the tank.

The skeleton soldiers wearing heavy armor held grim swords in their hands, with faint soul fire flickering in their skulls, just like evil spirits from the abyss!
Seeing this scene, Tiqi, who was full of astonishment, instantly turned his expression into ecstasy.

It's reinforcements!
Lord Demon is above!

He did not give up on his believers!

At the same time, Trakl, who was standing on the protruding rock, had his pupils contracted and looked at the man standing behind the sea of ​​skeletons in astonishment.

A dark green netherworld force enveloped the entire beach, so much so that even the vibrant sea breeze was tinged with the eerie and terrifying smell of death!

He felt a terrible force spreading to the forest beneath his feet...

It is an all-consuming corruption.

Its power far surpassed all the evil spirits he had seen in this forest in the past decades!
"Could it be... Chaos?"

His soul and body trembled together. He turned his head sharply to look at the drummer behind him and a low growl came out of his throat.

"quick--"

"Let the brothers withdraw!"

He gave orders in a hurry, but it was too late!
The man standing on the teleportation array just looked at the lizards on the beach quietly, and then gently waved his raised right hand.

"Go-"

"My servants!"

The deep and magnetic voice echoed in the skull of every undead, unlocking the shackles that bound them.

The desire for killing and bloodthirst was released, and what responded to him was the sound of bones rubbing against each other like the tide.

"kill--!!"

"For the Demon King!!"

"Experience!! Aaaaaaah!!"

Lumir knelt on the ground devoutly, worshipping in the direction of the Demon King, his eyes full of admiration.

Although Teach was not as pious as him, he also pretended to be pious and followed his example.

Standing on the protruding rock, Trakl could not understand what the ghosts were shouting, but he could feel the death blowing towards him with the sea breeze.

He swallowed hard, his heart was pounding, his blood was boiling, but his limbs were cold!

At this moment, the real war has just begun...

(End of this chapter)