I'm a monster in Demon King's Castle

"Why didn't you participate?" Carlos questioned Woodson from the throne.

"My latest creation is at a critical stage. I couldn't leave tonight, so I didn't participate..." The Minister of Creation of the Tars Empire tried his best to suppress his smile, not wanting to run into bad luck when the Emperor was furious.

"And... if I were to participate, which family would I represent? Alexander? I thought you had already chosen Jesse as the gladiator." In the end, Woodson couldn't help but prick Carlos.

"Are you laughing?" Carlos asked through gritted teeth.

Leiter hurriedly used light to smear Woodson's face, trying to hide his smile.

"I apologize, Your Majesty. I was thinking about my latest creation being completed soon, and I couldn't help but want to share the news with you," Woodson勉强解释了一下他的笑容.

"Speak," Carlos urgently needed some good news after the six major families were driven out of the Colosseum by the revolutionary army.

"The High Tower has finally opened its mind and is no longer hiding the power of Chaos. They shared this power with me." Woodson took out a machine box from his body.

Leiter's expression changed drastically—this box was the one that almost exploded during the final ritual and was then sent into Demon King City by the six-winged angel.

"Don't worry, it's very stable. This is a very powerful force. I named it... Dark Matter." Woodson stuffed the box back into his body, and every inch of his skin began to activate, piece together, and release steam.

This will be the most top-notch creation power under that small continent.

"The power is ten times, a hundred times greater than old creations like steam mechs and clockwork warriors. Soldiers who have undergone a little training can drive it. It can be mass-produced very quickly, and it has a self-destruct function and can carry large Eyes of Mercy..."

"Only creation... can save humanity."

"You want to see that in the next Slaughter Cup, we can cooperate with his new creation army to kill demons and also kill these humans who dare to raise the flag!" Woodson felt a little frightened when the swordsman shouted the slogan.

In motion, it exudes infinite power, like an overloaded machine.

"You are an imperial, the empire has an upper limit." Carlos immediately and firmly replied, "We are becoming a force, we have no doubt with the cult, you want to work with us and overturn yourself?"

Carlos introduced this armor, the details and inner walls are constantly updated, very smooth.

"Yes, fellow villagers, the leader of the revolutionary army has a similar background to you, hahaha!" Liang Fuhong laughed so hard that he leaned back and forth.

Mena pulled out his teeth and asked: "How to explain that? Um? The God of Greed and the God of Knowledge cooperated?"

Mena, Linde, and Tim gathered again in the starry sky dome, between the lowest and highest, analyzing the images projected by the distorted eyes.

Leiter is even more worried.

"I hate you very much, I will kill the revolution." Woodson added, "After your ideas are conveyed to Tars."

I must take it seriously.

Carlos nodded—reaching mass production is only one step away, and the research on Chaos must continue to deepen until this giant mushroom cloud can be created.

How could Liang Fuhong not recognize this flag?

But in the gears and springs in Carlos's body, a line of imperial language was pieced together for no reason.

When this small flag was erected, the Minister of Creation was excited.

But our focus is not on a certain demon or a certain human body—we intercepted all the sky under the double swords and the moon, trying to catch up with the eyes of the gods.

"Um..." Woodson's rage was soothed a little by this armor, but there was no more emotion.

"Then... how do you view the revolutionary army? Are you going to join his... fellow villager's... team?" Liang Fuhong asked meaningfully.

"Then what are you waiting for?" Liang Fuhong asked, "Complete it quickly, mass-produce it, and let it arm your army..."

"At the very least, in the next Slaughter Cup, kill all the gladiators of the revolutionary army and turn this flag into ashes." Woodson gave a death order.

"According to the High Tower, the 'Knowledge' authority has entered an active period, so my research will be filled with countless inspirations and will be smoother." Liang Fuhong unloaded his arm and connected the machine box separately.

I have seen too many new creations. Every time they appear, they are full of hope, but in the end, they bring disappointment.

"The Crown of Authority and the Vow will of course be absent..." Watchmaker Linde adjusted the timeline, piecing together the entire sky like piecing together a puzzle.

"The Void Giant Hand is squeezed on the outside, which means that thieves and hunters want to join, but they can't join..."

Carlos only trusts creation.

For me, this is the hint given to me by the Crown of Authority.

Compared to the emperor's summons, the process of that Slaughter Cup is more important.

"Yes, very!" Carlos smiled even more bitterly, "Inside the revolutionary army... there are people from Chaos, damn it, maybe an otherworlder created the revolutionary army!"

"The north side will be handed over to the north side, the rest, I want all of them." Liang Fuhong solemnly emphasized, "In the next Slaughter Cup, I want to see the empire and the chief of the creation department dominate everything, the eyes from the sky must be on our existence..."

"Heh." Woodson was noncommittal and turned to Leiter, "In that case, next, in addition to the monsters on the Sea of ​​Death and the locust on the south side and its sandstorm, you should also spare some energy to pay attention to the movements of the revolutionary army."

Only a very few people in the empire know Carlos's origins, including the emperor and the archmage.

"Do you know the revolutionary army?" Leiter asked for Woodson.

"The Twin Rivers will of course not miss this slow pleasure, and they have also been brought closer."

"People from Chaos... otherworlders? Like you?" Leiter asked.

The palace returned to silence, the emperor, the archmage, and the Minister of Creation were all preoccupied; and until the end of the discussion, the people from the High Tower did not appear.

"Remember what you said, otherwise someone will die, a lot of people." Woodson stared at Leiter and Carlos.

"That's what I want to share with you." Carlos smiled again, this time without concealing it.

"Golden carpet... this may not be an accident, but He is too active." Linde finally found it, "His level of activity is consistent with the God of Knowledge."

"The empire will soon... have achieved high standards." Carlos shared the good news with the emperor.

"This time is different. Demon King City no longer has the ability to limit resources. As long as there is a little time, the empire will become the strongest military force on the road again." Carlos was very confident.

But it is not excited by the ideas it represents—if Chaos brings more traversers, then it will prove that it has become very active, and the extraction of dark matter will be more convenient.

"Golden carpet... is Rotten Gold also the protagonist dominating this battle?" When Mena said the name "Rotten Gold", his teeth suddenly turned pure gold, and then decayed.

The high standard is just an appetizer. Before long, that giant mushroom may be realized.

My arm began to gradually turn into a set of armor, which was a bit like an exoskeleton armor and a bit like a thin version of a steam mech.

"Nier's crown was lost in Demon King City, and now is the best opportunity to dispel the sandstorm." Leiter nodded.