Free Web NovelChapter 929: Chapter 472: Certain Victory? Certain Death! (Part 2)
Then he was resolute.
Even if it meant becoming a demon.
Recalling the past, Helmer once again solidified his resolve.
He said softly, "I will never allow my country, my subjects, my followers, to come to such a desolate end."
Demon King Helmer abandoned his illusions, determined to use any means necessary to find a way for his people to survive.
Even if his hands would be stained with blood.
He lifted his head and said to the officer:
"Tell the frontline Demon King Army that soon we will send our main forces to assist them, and they must try their best to hold off the Curse Binding Legion."
The officer was full of confusion.
No, Great Demon King, where do we still have reinforcements now?
Could it be there’s some hidden trump card I’m unaware of?
He looked up, only to see the determined expression on Helmer’s face.
It seemed to say:
"No matter how many compatriots you’ve killed before, the trump card I’m about to reveal can reverse everything."
That unprecedented confidence left the Demon King Army officer silent for a moment.
If there’s truly still a trump card, then it’s worth striving a bit.
So he knelt on one knee, demonstrating his determination for long-lasting warfare, then turned to leave.
A moment later.
Helmer turned to look at the new Four Heavenly Kings.
He said lightly:
"How are you doing now?"
The Four Heavenly Kings were silent for a long time.
The Crimson Rose finally spoke: "Great Demon King, our power is growing rapidly."
She was the newly appointed member of the Four Heavenly Kings after the death of the Crimson Queen.
The former Crimson Queen had, in a careless encounter with the Great Sin of Greed, surrendered decisively.
Then, as the subordinate of the original Crimson Queen, the Crimson Rose was quickly pushed into the position.
After the Crimson Rose spoke, finally, a rare smile appeared on Helmer’s face as he said:
"Then continue to grow, until the point you can no longer contain this power."
"Yes, my King."
Beside the Crimson Rose, the other four heavenly kings replied in unison.
After Helmer departed, the Blade of Destruction among the Four Heavenly Kings said:
"Comrades, working with you all these years has been a blessing, but from now on it will come to an end."
The Blade of Destruction was once an Eternal Blade that had betrayed him.
Helmer had found him gravely injured and dying and, thus, he chose to convert his life essence into a demon, becoming one of Helmer’s subordinates.
Now his strength had increased to the level of a Demigod and he became one of the Four Heavenly Kings.
Yet now he wore a calm yet bleak smile, as if he was about to perish.
The Crimson Rose trembles as she says:
"Will we die if we continue devouring that power?"
The King of Ashes among the Four Heavenly Kings calmly said:
"I don’t know if we’ll die, but we definitely won’t be ourselves by then."
The Plague Dragon was the only member of the Four Heavenly Kings to have lived from the past to the present.
Every other member of the Four Heavenly Kings had been killed by external powers.
Having encountered other powerful beings, they never expected their ultimate demise to stem from self-destruction.
"Never thought the path chosen by the monsters we once mocked so much would be our end."
The Plague Dragon sighed deeply towards the sky.
For thousands of years, he had witnessed the destruction of his world, watched as their world was swallowed by the Star Continent.
Here’s a little joke.
Back then, their world fragments floated in the astral realm, always hoping to find a haven.
Later, they saw a world cluster that allowed fragments from all worlds to enter.
That world cluster seemed powerful but had stringent requirements for assimilating world fragments.
But running out of resources, they couldn’t resist the temptation and chose to integrate voluntarily into that world cluster.
Later, the Plague Dragon discovered it was a colossal trap.
He had never seen such a terrifying world cluster.
Absolute defense sometimes also means absolute offense.
It’s just that the direction of the attack is different...
And now, they had become members of the Underground City.
Thus, naturally, they became a target of attack.
He had heard Helmer talk about the stories of monsters.
He had heard the Great Demon King say more than once that he never wanted his race to fall to such a level.
This was a catastrophe leading to annihilation.
To prevent this from happening, he was even willing to open his body wide, allowing the power of the Abyssal Four Gods to flow through him, becoming a vessel of the abyss.
The goal was to stop this from happening.
The abyss was madness.
But the power of the abyss was also immense.
The Abyssal Four Gods had their own agendas.
And what the Great Demon King wanted then was to seek a balance amidst these agendas.
Finding a middle ground among forces wavering like a reed.
Perhaps by doing so, they could find a balance point amongst various forces for the sake of their race.
But now it seemed, the balance point had failed to be found.
Or perhaps...
They had thought too simply.
Neither the Star Continent nor the Endless Abyss wanted to show them any favor.
No need to say much about the Endless Abyss.
The Abyssal Four Gods aimed to have him break out of the Underground City and destroy the mainland races, thus weakening the internal circulation of the star system.
While the will of the stars also did not want him to continue hiding in the Underground City.
The Underground City, about to be devoured, no longer offered him or his race a place of refuge.
After stalling for a hundred years, they still hadn’t resolved the problem of the world’s will sore.
Ultimately, they still had to engage in a confrontation with the various forces on the Star Continent.
But why did such terrifying beings have to emerge during this era?
If once they still harbored hopes of forcibly occupying an area through mass destruction, allowing the majority of the race’s creatures to survive.
Now they no longer held that thought.
The power of the Curse Binding Legion shattered their dreams.
The divine power of the Prince of the Empire suppressed the Great Demon King’s performance.
In the midst of entanglement, they could only reach one conclusion.
And that was that there was no hope of preserving the main force.
The only consideration was how to preserve as many demons as possible.
But how to survive under those powerful monsters?
Thus, an absurd idea arose.
They once again turned their eyes toward the method of the monsters they had once despised.
The ultimate fusion monster was not the end, not the elves.
Using data once left behind by the Abyssal Church, they developed a means.
That is an evil method that can integrate the soul, the body, and the essence of life all into one.
When members of the Demon King Army die on the frontline, their powers and corpses will, under the influence of the Nameless power, continuously converge towards the upper echelons of the Demon King Army.
Ordinary monsters merge into elite monsters.
Elite monsters merge into low-level officers.
Low-level officers merge into high-level officers.
And high-level officers then merge into the strongest Four Heavenly Kings.
Perhaps ultimately...
This power will keep rising until it enters Helmer’s body.
The ultimate life form, having fused all powers, might be born from this.
Only that life form would no longer be what they hoped their race’s future would look like.
The Plague Dragon slowly closed his eyes.
He could already feel the erosion of his self-existence beginning.
Judging by the current battle situation at the frontline, if it lasts another half day, his true will may not endure.
What would ultimately emerge is an appendage life form, based on his body, that integrates countless small monster powers.
That would only be a deranged creation of chaotic consciousness.
At least one thing was certain.
He would be strong.
It’s just uncertain if, with the strength of countless compatriots, and even other race’s forces, he might ever have a chance to touch that terrifying being?
That monster oppressing the Demon King Army, preventing further advances.
The Martial God, Louis.
Yes.
Whether it was the Star Continent faction
or the Demon King Army faction
or even those hidden Evil God Cultists,
They now all had a common name for that entity.
That is the Martial God.
"Stay with Lord Helmer for a while longer, let me start first and see what the Martial God is truly worth."
The Plague Dragon calmly spoke his last words.
Everyone exchanged glances for a long time, then finally nodded.
Only, the edges of the Plague Dragon’s eyes grew heavier.
He had only one thought left in his mind:
"Will we win?"
...
Boom!
Dragon Blood splattered across the land.
Louis coldly withdrew his hand:
"Demon King Army? Bound to die!"
