I'm a monster in Demon King's Castle

"He took our siege beasts!"

"The numbers are off!"

Daimon Benben shouted anxiously.

"Then falsify more!" Redcoat struggled to maintain control of the giant bone chariot, trying to prevent it from overturning due to the changing terrain outside.

"Where is your master! If your master doesn't help, we're getting off!" Daimon Benben waved his pen, barely maintaining the number of believers within the bone chariot, but also gave Redcoat an ultimatum.

"Yes, getting off..." Mai Mai had already invested a lot in the giant bone chariot, and although she felt reluctant, if it was certain to fail, it was better to cut losses early.

Only Winnie remained silent, her hair burning, her eyes also burning, watching with great interest as the perspective constantly flipped, her heart pounding in her chest.

And at this moment, the clouds finally changed, pressing down on the Imagination Continent.

"It's coming... He's finally coming..." Redcoat's eyes were devout.

When the Old Church's thick pillar of light completely crushed the New Church's thin one, absorbing it, the old goat in the sky finally descended from above into the Imagination Continent that had been blocking the giant bone chariot and the Great Ice Rift, bringing clouds, grass, and white slurry rain.

The Red Hour has arrived.

"If you want to go so badly, then let him go..."

"Here... Explode!" Bone trees erupted with lava, and ice eyes bloomed with white flowers.

They pieced themselves together into the shapes of vegetable ghouls, dancing and singing.

This handsome youth danced around the holy light, but at a certain moment, his body was shrouded in red robes, and green grass grew in his eyes.

But the old goat would not allow the brain spirit's bad intentions. As the giant bone chariot collided with the pillar of light, green grass rolled out, guiding the sacrifices into place—two smaller bone chariots flashed along the bone tracks, heading towards the left and right corners of the ice eye respectively.

"Offering for you..." The old goat used green grass to pave a grass path, first pulling out Red Lear from inside the giant bone chariot, directly pushing him towards the right corner of the ice eye.

"Really? I don't believe it." Shadow faces appeared everywhere on the Imagination Continent, echoing in stereo.

Fortunately, the thick pillar of light under the ice eye had already been covered by green grass, and the successor Pope Sixtus had also become a grass man.

"This big board is so brittle! I'll fix it!" Particles vibrated together, restabilizing the Imagination Continent between the green grass and the clouds.

The snail scattered particles, breaking free from the shackles of the bone tracks, and even tore a crack in the City Defense Commander's ring.

As the Red Hour approached, Kurt suddenly separated the two mountains blocking the giant bone chariot, the lake water surged, and he kicked the chariot's rear, sending it towards the giant pillar of light.

The brain spirit planted two bone trees, inserting them into the left and right corners of the ice eye.

"Welcome the new faith..." The Gamma Epic resounded again.

If it was any later, they would miss Sixtus's ritual time.

One eye was Kurt's, and one was Shadow's.

"Your imagination... ultimately cannot resist faith, can it..." The old goat was the only being able to turn its gaze and look directly at Kurt.

But overall, it was continuously approaching.

"K'th Mor..." At the moment the bone chariot collided with the pillar of light, the shadow of the bone track revealed the demon name.

The shadow demon and the snail escaped control, and the old goat urgently needed replacements.

So the old goat drove the giant bone chariot to accelerate.

This meant that tonight's Centennial Slaughter Cup was about to arrive.

"Possessing a demon name, the shadow demon... Your sacrifice level has changed, you will welcome..." Red Lear opened his arms.

The skeletons' singing even drowned out the last sentence of the Gamma Epic.

"Wrong! The one on the chariot is not Norla Mor, but another shadow demon!" Daimon Benben rummaged through the parchment scrolls, only to discover that the sacrifice had been replaced.

"Crack..." The old goat bit off its teeth, drawing blood.

All the bones scattered in the ice eye seemed to come alive in that instant.

"Sacrifice... Sacrifice..." The old goat's eyes were scarlet, its body constantly changing. Although it hated the brain spirit to the core at this moment, it still had to quickly find a replaceable sacrifice.

At the same time, the brain spirit's figure flashed through the bone fragments in the left and right corners of the eye—the brain spirit traveled freely and quickly through the Imagination Continent, the entire continent was his demon route.

By the way, the old goat also tore off Red Lear's City Defense Commander's ring, pushing it towards the left corner of the eye.

Shadow advanced.

The giant bone chariot was like a needle, piercing the thick pillar of light, polluting the old Pope's thoughts.

"Accelerate..." The old goat didn't know what the brain spirit was doing, only that it had to either crush the Imagination Continent or let the bone chariot arrive at the center of the New God ritual a little faster.

With each step the old goat took, the grass on the ground shortened by an inch, and the clouds lowered by a thousand meters, forcibly sandwiching the Imagination Continent.

Also being suppressed was that thick pillar of light—the handsome youth lightly tapped, dispelling the last remaining shadow of Tosos, but just as he was about to reveal a smile, the sound of green grass chewing came from between his bones.

"Hehe, your sacrifices, I've already prepared them for you."

The imagination creatures emitted a rumbling sound of being compressed, the shadow faces on the spire retreated, and the spire was damaged.

The continent began to break down.

Immediately afterwards, the shadow spread to all parts of the Chaos Continent, like in the Holy City War, projecting that demon name into every corner.

Time was rapidly advancing towards the Red Hour.

They became nutrients for the green grass.

The old goat under the clouds stood up and walked into the empty sky.

The old goat also divided half of its power into that thick pillar of light, fixing it like an ice pop waiting to be sucked.

"Ha! They're back!" Dandan overturned the clouds, plowed through the green grass, and drilled into a certain bookstore in the Imagination Continent.

What was the brain spirit thinking?

Day and night constantly alternated, the sky sometimes dark and sometimes bright...

"What sacrifices, sacrifices to the gods, are all bone trash and souls~"

"It doesn't matter." Red Lear enjoyed the embrace of the holy light.

While the bone chariot traveled over the cracked Imagination Continent, it also continued to collapse and disintegrate, bursting out bursts of wailing.

The newly advanced K'th Mor, possessing a demon name, retracted its shadow from the giant bone chariot, swung the bone track, and sent the small bone chariot containing the snail flying into the air.

Immediately afterwards, the old goat saw a group of bell-shaped siege beasts being gripped together by a ball of shadow, and then began to flip over.

The god position of faith was awaiting a new god.

And just as the old goat suppressed the Imagination Continent, waiting for the sacrifices to arrive and Sixtus to die, the giant bone chariot suddenly collapsed.

"Ha! Remember my name!" The Imagination Continent bulged out two distorted eyes, staring fiercely at the pillar of light and the giant bone chariot.

Seeing that the thick pillar of light had been controlled, the old goat narrowed its square pupils into a slit, carefully watching the changes in the entire continent.

And countless believers died, their flesh stripped away by the white slurry rain, and then their souls stripped away—they were all stubborn believers who still believed that the Old Church could be revived.

The self-healing bones conformed to the swaying of the Imagination Continent, the bone track broke from the middle, changed direction, and then the sacrifices in the small bone chariot were replaced by countless broken bone fragments...

The old goat was even more puzzled—it was told to let it go just now, and now it's helping it go...

The New God ritual officially began, the clouds in the sky rolled and separated, tearing out a diamond-shaped space.

At the same time, the City Defense Commander's ring on Red Lear's fingertip began to stir.