Capítulo 1409: Chapter 1409: Four Heavenly Kings

Demon World.

Demon King Altar.

The sacred altar is not easily accessible to outsiders, but now, it is crowded with thousands of diverse Demon Clan members.

These Demon Clans are arranged into neat formations, each led by selected elite officers.

The reason they have gathered here is incredibly simple.

After nearly a century of waiting, it’s time to pass through that gate into another world.

A burly man with six arms and blazing with crimson flames strided through the formations.

The scorching flames emanating from his body made all the Demon Soldiers on either side break into a sweat, yet not a single one wiped the sweat off their foreheads, standing straight and firm.

The Flame Man marched forward, arriving at the right side of the Demon King Altar, extending his hand forward, conjuring a blaze of fire.

He reached into the flames and extracted a long sword about two meters long. 𝒻𝘳ℯℯ𝑤ℯ𝒷𝘯ℴ𝓋ℯ𝘭.𝑐ℴ𝑚

The entire sword was pitch black, with flame-shaped patterns burning from the handle up the blade, culminating in a flame at its tip.

As a metaphor, the Flame Man seemed to be wielding a lighter shaped like a long sword.

This somewhat comical appearance was not intentional by the Flame Man.

In fact, from the moment he entered, as one of the Four Heavenly Kings, the Red Flame Monarch Ammonval had been deliberately suppressing his own power and that of his weapon.

Under normal circumstances, his mere presence would bring infinite oppression.

At such a crucial moment, as the Strongest Spear, Red Flame Monarch Ammonval must not overshadow the Demon King.

Red Flame Monarch Ammonval stabbed the long sword into the ground, standing like a gatekeeper, motionless.

A man with a dark, unique metallic sheen appeared, half-squinting his eyes, walking with understated steps, also crossing the formation, stopping opposite Red Flame Monarch Ammonval, facing the vast Demon Army.

The metallic-looking man stood about 1.67 meters, appearing somewhat short among the Demon Clan, with a visage resembling a dark-eyed recluse who spent his days in front of the computer watching videos and typing.

Despite his slackened appearance, this man was none other than the Iron Steel Dragon Black Diamond Lorne, reputedly the Strongest Shield among the Four Heavenly Kings.

The two Heavenly Kings stood still.

A scarlet carpet unrolled from the Demon King Altar to the end of the formation.

The Demon King, dressed in bizarre black armor, stepped onto the crimson carpet, advancing slowly and steadily toward the Demon King Altar.

All present Demon Soldiers stood in solemn respect.

Even though the Demon King emitted no kingly aura, nor any fluctuation of Magic Power, they could feel the Demon King’s unparalleled oppressive presence.

The Demon King was undoubtedly the strongest in this world!

Every Demon Clan member was convinced he would soon become the ruler of another world.

Behind the Demon King followed a Snow Woman.

Her fair face was adorned with sapphire-like eyes, her cherry lips a blend of red and white, her entire face pure yet enigmatically alluring.

The white kimono with pale blue snowflake patterns tightly wrapped her curvaceous body, revealing shoulders smooth as cream.

The white kimono did not flatten her curves; instead, it added an air of sensual allure.

The Snow Woman’s wooden clogs made no sound on the red carpet, her long, straight, black hair cascading down, scattering tiny Ice Crystals that sparkled in the sunlight.

This Snow Woman was this generation’s Heavenly King and the Daughter of the Demon King.

Her name was Tian Hanxue, one of the Four Heavenly Kings known as Tian Hanxue.

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The Demon King ascended the Demon King Altar, with Tian Hanxue cautiously following behind. The Demon King faced all the Demon Clans, while Tian Hanxue stood carefully at his side.

A minor accident had occurred recently, slightly affecting the final meeting between the Four Heavenly Kings and the Demon King.

But it was of no significant consequence. The Demon King effortlessly mobilized a vast amount of Magic Power, transmitting it through the Array to the artificial intelligence opening the passage.

The destruction of the Demon King City, the intricacy of opening the Teleportation Gate, was all within the Demon King’s expectations; he had long prepared sufficient Magic Power for contingencies.

With the troops assembled, the current Demon King Guian Emperor, refrained from any verbose speech.

Everything he wished to convey had been said in the past hundred years; tactics had been communicated to the Demon King Army hours ago.

His only surprise was the complete disappearance of contact with the Four Heavenly Kings’ Count Blood sent to that world.

Fortunately, not long ago, Ruiert Kola had managed to establish brief contact with him.

As part of the same vanguard, Ruiert Kola worked under Count Blood and also held the means to contact the Demon King.

Ruiert Kola, with difficulty, informed Guian Emperor of Count Blood’s betrayal and someone dealing with the traitor for them.

As for whether the one who dealt with Count Blood was the current Hero, Ruiert Kola couldn’t be one hundred percent sure.

The information provided by Count Blood to Ruiert Kola was not entirely accurate.

Thankfully, Ruiert Kola secretly verified some of the information personally before being captured.

If this intelligence could significantly aid the Demon King’s assault, Ruiert Kola would have fulfilled her mission.

When asked if the injuries on Ruiert Kola were inflicted by Count Blood, Ruiert Kola truthfully recounted the events to the Demon King:

“Count Blood seemed to be conducting some transformation experiments, initially thought to be remnants from the previous Demon King…

But he was transforming strong humans…

That guy smacked me into the wall like swatting a mosquito, breaking all the bones in my body. I played dead to avoid further harm, enabling me to activate the Teleportation Array and escape.

Even though I tried my best to heal my injuries, some parts still throb with pain.

That guy siding with humans is likely as troublesome as a real Hero.”

Under the Demon King Helmet, no emotion could be discerned in the eyes, but he remembered every word Ruiert Kola spoke, assuring her that upon their descent, reinforcements would be dispatched to assist her immediately.

Only upon hearing this did Ruiert Kola finally feel relieved.

Count Blood’s defeat was indeed unexpected, indicating that the other world’s people wouldn’t sit idly by but would strive to obstruct their plans.

How pitiful.

Desperately unaware yet believing themselves to be in the right.

Long ago, they had become corrupted.

It’s no wonder, for they are the descendants of traitors. From their very bones, they lack that fighting spirit.

Success might not be assured this time, but if not this time, there will be a next time, and after that another time…

A succession of Demon Kings will eventually succeed one day.

And at that time, everything will return to its rightful course.

Facing the countless Demon Soldiers, slowly sensing the ambient Magic Flow, confirming the time had arrived, Guian Emperor drew his sword from his waist, issuing orders:

“All Demons, heed my command!

Open the gate!

Prepare for battle!”