I'm a monster in Demon King's Castle

Beneath the King's tent, the vividly colored oil painting instantly came to life, the demonic shadows standing on the earth boomed and buzzed, and the outline of the sky suddenly became chaotic.

The entire demon expeditionary force mobilized, and while advancing the battle line, there seemed to be a tacit understanding, with each performing their duties, even more organized than when Posh directly commanded.

On the ground, siege beasts of various shapes, each as tall as a small mountain, strode forward, leaving behind ancient-seeming footprints wherever they passed, approaching Ironclad City.

Most of them resembled giant elephants, with only a few resembling giant bells or giant wheels, flipping or rolling as they moved, emitting a buzzing sound that reverberated across the battlefield, causing extreme discomfort.

Especially when the bell-shaped siege beasts advanced, each roll seemed to stir the moonlight nearby, slowly approaching in a mix of light and darkness, even the nearby demon wolf cavalry dared not approach.

The demon wolf cavalry took the lead, their formation protruding ahead of the siege beasts, gradually driving towards Ironclad City across the mountains and plains, but without fully unleashing their speed, always guarding the siege beasts' surroundings.

In the air, thousands of wing demons and red-skinned devils obscured the moonlight, like a red cloud about to engulf the city, circling and chasing each other in the sky, sometimes scattering and sometimes surging forward, unpredictable, making it impossible to discern the specific direction of their attack.

At the same time, a red glow clung to the wolf claws of the demon wolf cavalry, the trunks of the elephantine siege beasts, the eyes of the wing demons… only about a dozen in total, exceptionally sinister and treacherous.

As for the nightmare succubi, few enough to be negligible, they remained within the King's tent, seemingly with no intention of attacking, only waiting for the Demon King's commander to return in triumph.

When Li Yue ran back near the King's tent, there were hardly any demons left on this hilltop—Li Yue only sensed the nightmare succubi in the King's tent, the demon chef Pigge behind the King's tent, and the red-robed priest Redcoat on a mountain peak beside the King's tent.

What was puzzling was that Redcoat was just circling the mountain peak, muttering incoherently; focusing his mind on the mountain peak, Li Yue sensed an unknown internal organ, a section of a red-skinned devil's arm, a string of wing demon tailbones, and magic crystals covering the hilltop…

Li Yue guessed that Redcoat might be presiding over some ritual, and was also contributing to the siege in his own way.

Daemon Benben and Mai Mai were nowhere to be found, their whereabouts unknown.

Without Li Yue fully stepping into the camp beneath the King's tent, when he and Yingying ran to a spot a hundred paces from the burial ground, they saw three or five frail bone hands… digging through the earth.

Li Yue sensed them slightly and discovered that they were the severed limbs of the ten bone mages buried underground, thinking that they were buried too shallowly, and they were actually dug out directly.

Signaling Yingying to collect the bone hands, Li Yue and Yingying retreated while picking up the bone mages' broken bones, and then quickly dug out the remaining bone mages from the pit.

"Go?" Li Yue's shadow changed shape, it was Yingying asking Li Yue.

Li Yue concentrated his senses on what was in front of him, and then extended them to the maximum, grasping the basic situation of the battlefield, sighing inwardly that it was quite layered…

Wing demons and red-skinned devils obscured the moonlight, stretching for several miles, occupying the sky.

And on the ground, from Li Yue's side, first the siege beasts were arrayed five miles from Ironclad City, their positions slightly scattered in front and behind, taking into account the entire front of Ironclad City, occupying the entire center line of the battlefield.

Crossing the center line, the demon wolf cavalry, covering the mountains and plains, had already charged towards the opposite city, but still left about a thousand cavalry, cruising two hundred meters away from the siege beasts, seemingly guarding against something.

When the charging demon wolf cavalry entered the artillery range, large swathes of fire began to light up in an orderly manner on the walls of Ironclad City, and shells began a covering barrage as if they were free, causing considerable damage to the demon wolf cavalry.

But the damage was still damage, and it did not suppress the demon wolf cavalry's advance speed—when demon wolf warriors and red-skinned devils were initially killed by shells, the demon wolf cavalry immediately accelerated, heading straight for the moat under Ironclad City!

When the first demon wolf cavalry soldier leaped high in front of the moat, on the first terrace of Ironclad City, the mage wearing the ice-blue robe condensed her gestures again, but this time the hero wielding the Holy Light beside her did not stop her…

The moat instantly surged, stirring up a water column to engulf the demon wolf cavalry soldier, and then enveloped hundreds of demon wolf cavalry soldiers who leaped up afterwards—the moat seemed to transform into a flowing, iridescent water dragon, constantly devouring the demon wolf cavalry that surged like a tide.

When the demon wolf cavalry soldier who had been swept into the bottom of the river relied on his powerful vitality and killing instinct to climb up the walls of Ironclad City again, hundreds of cavalry soldiers had already fallen into the river; and at this moment, the water dragon gradually became cold and sharp, its chill biting, becoming a clawing and snapping ice dragon!

Ice thorns, ice scales, ice claws… all were blades capable of killing demon wolf cavalry soldiers, and the first batch of demon wolf cavalry soldiers who charged to the city… became ice sculptures in the moat.

Then, the ice sculptures shattered, and those hideous broken limbs and ice shards, together, transformed into a blizzard of ice beneath Ironclad City, sweeping towards the demon wolf cavalry that followed, further causing casualties!

The moat was also emptied by this spell; looking at the mage in the ice-blue robe on the wall, she was already flashing with ice crystals all over her body, transforming into a pure-colored ice person who stepped down from the city and went against the tide towards the demon wolf cavalry's marching route, counterattacking the demon expeditionary force's formation.

Fearlessly forward.

And behind her, the hero wielding the Holy Light held back tears: "Farewell, my love…"

Then the Holy Light hero raised his palm: "The King's tent is empty… Before you die… I'll collect some death debts for you first…"

At the same time as the hero raised his palm, he also activated the Holy Light—a ball of holy white light condensed in his hand, like a suddenly rising sun, and then pierced through the clouds, falling head-on over the King's tent a dozen miles away!

"Ah—" The nightmare succubus in the King's tent fled in panic, but seemed to be imprisoned by the Holy Light, unable to escape the intangible wall of light.

Li Yue was alarmed—Daemon Benben's records did not mention the Holy Light illuminating the King's tent, which meant… the tactics of Ironclad City could change according to different situations?

Why is it so real?

Moreover, suddenly, Li Yue discovered… there was no absolutely safe place on this battlefield, even deep within the King's tent.

The Holy Light shrouded the King's tent, but the red-robed priest Redcoat, who was performing rituals on the mountain peak, had no reaction, not moved at all, as if it was not demons who were dying, but insects.

Along with the illumination of the Holy Light, the torso of the Holy Light hero on Ironclad City also instantly withered, smiling as he looked at the ice crystal mage who had just walked down the city; and that ice crystal-like solid body soon became covered with cracks under the demon wolf cavalry's bites and slashes, and then shattered, becoming an inconspicuous pile of ice shards beneath Ironclad City.

At the same time, the heroes who were originally sitting or lying on the terrace also took action—just like the mage in the ice-blue robe and the Holy Light hero, some drove spells, some jumped down the city walls, and fought with the wing demons and demon wolf cavalry that pounced on them.

Even more so, like that greatsword hero, after killing dozens of demon wolf cavalry soldiers, he bravely advanced, heading straight for the siege beasts five miles away who were preparing!

From the center line where the siege beasts were located to under the Ironclad City, it was like a huge meat grinder, with both sides rapidly reducing their numbers.

And Li Yue also lowered his body and ran with Yingying to the outside of the center line, learning from the last batch of demon wolf cavalry, keeping a distance of two hundred meters from the nearest elephantine siege beast.

Facing Ironclad City from this distance, the fierce battle under the city also completely fell into Li Yue's perception, those gunfire, artillery fire, humans resisting fiercely; those grins, blood, fangs chopped into the air, all brought a great sense of reality.

If Li Yue was not sure that everything in this world was transformed by the Blood River, he would even have a feeling that "this is reality"—humans and the demon expeditionary force… were absolutely destined to end with the death of one side.

Then, Li Yue saw a red light fall on the trunk of the siege beast beside him, transforming into a red-robed priest.

The red-robed priest chanted something, and drew out a long section of blood vessel from his wrist, covered with a layer of dark red connective tissue.

The red-robed priest shook the blood vessel, but did not make any new moves for a long time, looking towards the walls of Ironclad City, as if waiting for something.

Li Yue was also observing, and then finally on Ironclad City, at the already dilapidated crimson centipede, he saw Posh, who was already swollen and about to explode… being split into two by a human commander's sword.

In that instant, Li Yue only felt his mind stained with blood, and a strong fighting spirit rose, almost unable to control his body.

"Squeak—" At the same time, the "red line" in the red-robed priest's hand was instantly straightened, and then he pierced it into the body of the elephantine siege beast beside him.