I'm a monster in Demon King's Castle

The dominoes were positioned at a high angle, overlooking the earth.

In the projected image, Red Oil Town and the nearby villages had already fallen into a sea of skeletons.

Demon King's City was broadcasting the grand occasion of war.

Red Oil Town was being devoured.

The empire's railways were like branches, covered with rows of bone carts and demons; a huge bone train hung on the main line, constantly releasing demonic troops.

Bone dragons flew in the sky, spewing the breath of death, corroding human flesh and blood.

The humans in the area were in deep water, with refugees, heroes, mechs, and believers dying endlessly, unable to resist the invasion of the demons.

Red Oil Town was not far from Split Gold Mountain, and the Demon King's City army was already very close.

The demon train was like an arm extending from the Demon King's City, constantly scattering demons, taking over and devouring the territory newly absorbed by the empire from the Old Church.

Tonight was the night of the destruction of Red Oil Town and the surrounding villages.

Moreover, it was not just one—the Corpse Gathering Demons in the well were constantly窜 emerging, accepting the baptism of bones, growing into bone and flesh giants, wearing huge bone armor, and holding bone clubs, lining up neatly in the chaos.

Hunteral still hadn't adapted to his life as a slave. Knowing that he couldn't escape signing the contract, his mind was now filled with thoughts of where to find a "unique prey" to quickly advance and escape the control of this demon.

"Many demons are famous and live in hatred, and hatred is the source of their power." Shadow was also watching with Jinshan, enjoying it, especially paying attention to the shadow demon Nollamore.

"They're going to attack…" Jinshan saw the dirt road he had once walked on, and the mountains were full of skeleton soldiers. All he could think about was quickly lighting up Split Gold Mountain and leaving this dangerous place.

"Mutation… aberration… ?" Shadow wrote some strange words on the ground.

That's how it was. There was no need to sign a contract at all, and Hunteral could only do everything Jinshan asked.

This was an enhancement ritual aimed at the entire Demon King City army.

Waking up and seeing Jinshan and Shadow, Hunteral subconsciously wanted to escape further away and distance himself, but Jinshan waved his hand and pulled him over from the air.

The corpse swelled and stretched, and skeleton soldiers were constantly running back and forth to the corpse pile, as if providing nourishment; the red-robed skeleton chanted words, waving his hands, and the corpse gradually transformed into the appearance of a Corpse Gathering Demon, but with many more bones inside and outside.

In the dry well in the center of town, a large number of corpses were emerging.

"Then what are we waiting for? I have your blood, let's go get the holy ash and auxiliary materials!" Jinshan grabbed Hunteral and swam back into the underground of Holy Mine Town, "Demon King City is attacking…"

Jinshan had seen Corpse Gathering Demons and killed them, but he had never seen one like this.

"Inside me… so full… what did you stuff in?" Hunteral quickly felt the strangeness in his body.

"Some big bone clubs, big ribs, big tentacles, etc., as insurance after signing the contract." Jinshan said, letting the particles also drill out of Hunteral's eye sockets to play a blindfold game.

Hunteral resisted the urge to rub his eyes and carefully felt himself. He really felt the messy things Jinshan had stuffed in.

"I…" Hunteral realized that he must correct his attitude, "I don't need to make a production process to make a contract, as long as I collect good materials, I can…"

As the ceremony progressed, the bone carts began to absorb flesh and blood under the earth, turning into crawling or even jumping monsters, ignoring the obstacles of the terrain.

And Shadow was inexplicably excited, with the shadow of war stirring in her body.

"By the way, you should know how to make a soul contract, right?" Jinshan was worried for Hunteral, "Otherwise it would be troublesome… these things can only be stuffed inside first…"

If they were to attack secretly, wouldn't it be more shocking if a group of invincible troops suddenly appeared near God's Oath City?

Looking at the Demon Wolf's Tooth on his ribs and twisting the thread clamped in his fascia, Hunteral was 100% sure that he couldn't "endure" these things and had already become a piece of meat for this demon.

"Isn't this what you said, the demon's aberration?" During these days, Jinshan had of course learned a lot about demonology from Shadow, knowing that humans or demons would undergo irreversible malformations under certain extreme conditions.

Nollamore seemed to be the main force of Demon King City. Every shadow was him, and yet not him—the entire battlefield was in Nollamore's palm. The scattered holy light could not cause substantial damage to him. Whoever he wanted to crush would be crushed into a pile of corpses mixed with armor and iron sheets.

Then the bones in the corpse were summoned by the bone mages and turned into more skeleton soldiers, carrying weapons or skeletons, and joining the endless sea of bones.

Then he knew why Jinshan was so anxious.

"Fighting is fighting, why do you have to broadcast it to everyone? What's the point?" Li Yue watched the projection of the dominoes, not understanding what important information the red-robed skeleton wanted to share.

Although it was scary now, it was almost a living target for the Imperial Army, right?

Then he was pulled back to reality by Jinshan's words.

"Don't be too hasty. After the contract is signed, I will deliberately take these things out, and you can act freely." Jinshan called Hunteral over and patted him on the shoulder.

The army was about to invade.

Like a fountain from the ground.

More and more humans joined the Demon King's army, becoming a bone-colored disaster that was about to sweep the Old Church.

Just resist a little?

And those who had already fallen and become believers of the Bone Cart Religion… were sitting in the bone carts, frantically humming the prayer texts of the red-robed skeletons.

These Corpse Gathering Demons were also created by the red-robed skeletons—they defied Redcoat's orders, and after arranging themselves in a chaotic order, they strode towards the humans, towards the northern end.

"Almost, I didn't say anything wrong, look, the red-robed ritual…" Shadow became an arrow and pointed to the town center of Red Oil Town.

Also, in the rumbling vibrations coming from afar, Hunteral finally woke up.

The tentacles under the ribs in his chest also loosened, and the Demon Wolf's Tooth was eager to move.

Saying that, particles and threads drilled out of Hunteral's eye sockets, drilled into his nose, and passed into his cerebrum.

"So the process of broadcasting is them absorbing human hatred? That's indeed a thing." Jinshan nodded, but was still a little puzzled that demons had this kind of brain.

In this kind of war, even if you throw in a dozen 8th-order heroes, you may not be able to make a splash. Once you are involved, it will be easy to escape to the north.

The north is Split Gold Mountain. At the speed of bone trains and bone carts, it will take at least eight days to arrive.

The bones supported the body of the Corpse Gathering Demon, allowing it to continue to grow taller, growing into a giant with bone tumors and flesh tumors all over its body, an indescribable appearance.

Hunteral had no ability to resist, like a chicken being carried.

Hunteral never thought that as the hero closest to the "Hunting King", one day he would be manipulated by a demon like this.

Even so, will the Archmage or the New Church still take action?

Now the Demon King City's army is even more three-dimensional, with bone trains, bone carts, bone dragons, skeleton soldiers, and even bone giants.

Compared with the demon's prosperous military power, the human army is like a bubble in the ocean, not even a wave.

The red-robed skeleton stood tall on the giant bone cart, as if turning the entire Red Oil Town into a huge altar, conducting a grand ceremony.

Those humans who were dying were sacrifices, the flow of the bone sea marked the veins of the ceremony, the boundary between the living and the dead gradually blurred, and the corpses were ready to move.

"Demon King City? Bone Cart Religion? Expeditionary Force?" Hunteral had just seen Jinshan's dominoes and everything projected from the dominoes.