I'm a monster in Demon King's Castle

“I think… this is it.” Raven Luthien's eyes were full of delight.

“Then it’s settled. Having a sigil means you'll be remembered, but it might also mean more pressure in the future, okay?” Li Yue felt he needed to prepare Old Lu mentally.

“Gathering more like-minded partners is more important than pressure.” Old Lu waved his hand. “I'll prepare something for Wang Mu. There isn’t much time, so we need to hurry…”

“See you later.” Old Lu greeted Li Yue, Yingying, and Yinger respectively, and retreated from Wang Mu's sword light.

“See you in a bit.” Wang Mu dismissed the sword light and left as well.

Li Yue had high expectations for the Revolutionary Army’s performance tonight.

“What are they going to prepare?” Yinger didn't know what needed preparation.

Wasn't it just a fight?

“A speech? I don’t know either.” Li Yue wasn’t sure what Old Lu could accomplish in such a short time, nor was he sure what attitude the other demons, humans, or heretics in the demon-filled arena would have towards the Revolutionary Army.

“Next, it’s just some details…” Li Yue grabbed Leggs and began to enrich the details of the eight groups of heretics who were about to participate.

“Can you still eat?” Although the insect eggs had been cleaned up, Chen Hui wanted to first arm and heal Chen Huiyuan in the Shadow Space, just to make sure Yinger’s memory was enough.

“Your desire for slaughter…” Underneath the base, A Cheng's face reappeared, reminding Wang Mu of what it sought tonight.

“After that fight, you can harvest.” Wang Mu instructed A Cheng, ending his contemplation on when to release the eight groups of heretics to absorb the desire for slaughter to the smallest extent and shake the structure of the Faith War.

Even though we really want to do team building.

But anyway, it’s a face made by a demon. Except for Wang Mu, no one else knows, so let's just make do.

The crimson hour has arrived, the candlelight flickers, floating and igniting.

The Eye of Aberration floating under the wasteland immediately aimed at them.

The shadows were very swollen, and it was difficult to move them in a short time.

The twin swords struck the moon in the sky, without a sound.

Wang Mu didn't expect the road from the Mist Marsh to the Drizzle Corridor to be so difficult, even Kakarot was beaten like that.

Immediately afterwards, seven more candlelights lit up.

But with each strike, candlelights would be lit under the wasteland, summoning the gladiators of tonight.

Aka noticed Wang Mu's arrival, but didn't make any more movements, eating very attentively.

Just a slight delay, and the situation in the arena had undergone earth-shaking changes—insect eggs not only existed in Kakarot's body, but also permeated the bodies of the southern demons.

Speaking of… where's Kakarot?

Did Niel do it?

Everywhere, wind and sand obscured the gladiators' perception and sight, but fortunately, the Eye of Aberration itself had a perspective function and didn't delay the progress of the broadcast.

Plus a slapped humanoid blue cat, whose fur is made of binding threads, also feels very prickly…

“Do you think… it's a bit dry?” Wang Mu glanced at A Cheng, and found that this guy was indeed immersed in the desire for slaughter.

Such a big giant ape?

Wang Mu made the Eye of Aberration that was staring at him turn around together, then went invisible and ran to Kakarot's side.

Then it was Jessie's arrival that completely disrupted the pace of the Slaughter Cup.

Wang Mu dodged the oncoming dark elves, followed the direction of the red-skinned demons, and looked for Aka's figure, preparing to join forces with that vampire before considering how to control the battlefield.

Chen Hui felt that he might not be able to chat with the vampire, and prepared to drive the Eye of Aberration's mimicry to increase the commentary, so that the audience could also pay attention to the overall situation when watching, and pay attention to the eight groups of new players who were about to enter.

Li Yue hasn't arrived yet, probably because Old Lu's side needs more time to prepare.

Not only did he make the clothing for the Leg Hair Cult's believers, but he even used Iron Essence to make armor and a war spear for Kakarot, waiting for the moment to arrive on the wasteland and instantly arm the giant ape.

The slaughter has already begun.

The wasteland spread out very slowly to avoid being too crowded.

The purple and green Evangelion warrior had a big mouth open, and apart from the color, there was almost no difference from the Jurassic dinosaurs.

The moon after the twin swords crossed was also smeared with blood.

The Mirror Flash Knight enjoyed the pleasure of being noticed in the Slaughter Cup. His appearance was like a sudden burst of celestial fire, stirring up the sandstorm and melting the demons and heretics in the distance.

“Minnie and the Brain Spirits won't come, right?” Wang Mu needed to confirm this with Aka first—knowing that tonight’s Slaughter Cup was very chaotic, Wang Mu certainly didn’t plan to let his younger siblings take risks.

If Yingying hadn't just finished body tempering for Yinger, Yinger's Shadow Space probably wouldn't have been able to stuff so many things in it.

“Aww…” Yinger wrapped around Kakarot’s foot and sucked it in all at once.

Wang Mu inexplicably felt a little relaxed.

Wang Mu felt that perhaps a commentator was needed to increase the viewing experience of the Slaughter Cup and further increase the production of the desire for slaughter.

The Seven Great Families outside Kingston entered.

The vampire seemed to be addicted to the taste of the red-skinned demons, specializing in finding the candlelights of the Abyssal Maw and devouring large batches of Memphistos's sons.

But the next second, A Cheng's eyeballs were covered with bloodshot veins.

Wang Mu climbed up the candlestick and ascended into the air, finally seeing a lying giant monster on the southern side of the wasteland.

The Forest Keeper and the Great Wolf were also nowhere to be seen.

As if it had just been ravaged by sandstorms and locusts together.

Not to mention the seven strong and fierce dwarves, just that Thor, who wielded a tentacle hammer, was very discordant, not like an Avenger, but more like an undercover agent sent out by some family.

Locusts crawled out, tearing through the skin of demons and humans, and a sandstorm began to take shape.

“Mmm…” A Cheng was intoxicated, unable to speak.

In addition to the red-skinned demons, skeletons, dwarves, and dark elves, just from what Wang Mu saw, the Flow Curse, the Back-Carrying Sect, the Veiled Society, and the Seven Seasons Church had all arrived.

“How is it? Does it hit the spot?” Wang Mu noticed A Cheng’s appearance, knowing that a large amount of the desire for slaughter had been recharged, and A Cheng was a little overwhelmed.

As tonight's broadcast director, Wang Mu of course brought Yinger and the eight groups of heretics to the scene as soon as possible, heading to the wasteland beneath the arena.

“Dry? It’s not dry, just eat it while it’s hot.” Aka was completely describing the taste of the red-skinned demons.

However, the battlefield has not yet shown a trend towards chaos, and it is difficult for the audience to notice the whole picture of the Slaughter Cup, and can only see where it counts…

Looking at these strange creations in the Shadow Space, Li Yue felt that they had a strong sense of shanzhai.

It looked like Kakarot, but it was dying, covered in yellow sand and blood stains, and its belly was pierced by the toad's spine, which wrapped around its entire upper body.

Wang Mu finally found Aka in the west.

This is where the role of Oogie Boogie is reflected.

Wang Mu hurriedly poked the binding threads and particles in, crushing the insect eggs in one fell swoop, and clearing away the possibility of Niel descending directly from Kakarot's body before the sandstorm took shape.

“That’s good…” Wang Mu wiped the blood splattered on his face with a tentacle, and further observed the situation of the Slaughter Cup.

The moment they met, the demons and heretics intertwined, enjoying this feast of slaughter.

“They won’t come.” Aka stretched out a few bloody hands, grabbed a red-skinned demon with one hand and stuffed it into his mouth, chewing them up, giving Chen Hui a definite answer.

“Aww… Oh…” Up close, Chen Huiyuan's skin was covered with countless locust eggs, which were digging outwards.