A Core Ship From The Start
Chapter 1645 - 1097: Just Strolling Around_2

Chapter 1645: Chapter 1097: Just Strolling Around_2

Although they also considered mingling with the crowd for an assassination, those demons rarely left their headquarters, which puzzled the Demons.

Could it be that they have no interest in the bustling and prosperous world of the Royal City?

Nonsense, of course they have no interest.

Perhaps in the eyes of the Demons, this world’s Royal City was already a very prosperous city, but for the students, no water, no electricity, no internet... How was it different from the rural countryside?

There weren’t any entertainment venues like cinemas or internet cafes for leisure, dare they enter a pub or a casino?

They’d have their legs broken by Duanmu Huai.

Compared to this, it was more comfortable in the church, plus there was electricity and water, it felt like a return to modern civilized living...

After several failures, the Demons decided that if stealth didn’t work, they might as well go directly. Just as they learned that these Apostles of the Gods were heading to Bastion Fortress for training, coincidentally, Lord Azmodan had also occupied Mount Arreat, thus the Demons hurriedly reported to Azmodan, who quickly nodded in agreement.

In the eyes of the Demon King, this was a sure win. Even if Bastion Fortress was difficult to besiege and easy to defend, on their side, they had hundreds of thousands of Demons and a Demon Army; that fortress at most had a thousand people, it would be easy to capture. Just conveniently capture those Apostles of the Gods, torture them until they’re unrecognizable, and then when they’re presented to those humans, it would surely make them feel despair.

No matter what kind of strength they possess, they cannot compare with demons!

In the eyes of the Demon King, this was a guaranteed victory, losing was simply impossible, he had already popped the champagne! Just waiting for this good news to make the toast!

Thinking of this, the Demon King revealed a "everything is under control" confident expression, watching the Messenger Soldier below, waiting for him to report the good news—it would be the cherry on top of this grand banquet.

However... upon hearing the Demon King speak, the Messenger Soldier’s face was somewhat stiff.

"It’s... news just came in from the front line, the fifty thousand Demon Army attacking Bastion Fortress... have been completely annihilated."

"What!?"

The Demon King’s roar broke through the loud noise and music in the banquet hall, everyone turned their heads in surprise, looking at the Demon King who stood up from the throne, his face gloomy and staring at the Messenger Soldier.

"Say that again?"

"It’s... Your Majesty, the fifty thousand Demon Army attacking Bastion Fortress... have been completely annihilated..."

"That’s impossible!"

The Demon King angrily threw the wine glass in his hand, only to see it smash on the floor near the Messenger Soldier, making a crisp shattering sound. The shock caused the Messenger Soldier to tremble, kneeling on the ground not daring to speak. The others also silently watched this scene, not daring to breathe heavily.

"This is a lie! Lies! That was fifty thousand Demon Army! How could they lose? Even taking a million steps back, how could they possibly be completely annihilated? What on earth happened!?"

"I heard, I heard it was a meteor that fell in the center of the battlefield, not only wiping out fifty thousand Demon Army, but also cutting off the path to Bastion Fortress..."

"What about the Apostles of the Gods?"

"I heard, I heard they have returned to the Royal City..."

"..."

Upon hearing this, the Demon King was speechless, and the entire banquet hall was deadly silent. At some point, the music had stopped, there wasn’t a sound in the banquet hall. Everyone had heard this news, they looked at each other, not knowing what to say for a moment.

Finally breaking the silence, was the booming sound from outside.

"Boom!!"

"What’s going on? What’s happened?"

Upon hearing this noise that shouldn’t exist, the Demon King frowned, asked. Then, without waiting for an answer, he walked to the window to look outside. However, to the Demon King’s surprise, the city outside seemed unchanged, as if nothing had happened.

And just at that moment...

"Ugh———!"

Suddenly, a deep groan emanated from the banquet hall, the Demon King turned his head, only to see the guests and the Guards at the banquet all staring wide-eyed in shock, their eyes seemed to bulge out of their sockets, their faces flushed, everyone reaching out to grab their necks or press their chests, showing extreme pain.

"What’s going on? What happened?!"

Seeing this scene, the Demon King was also shocked, was this poisoning? Did someone poison?

But the next moment, he immediately knew, it wasn’t that at all.

"——————!!!"

At this moment, an unimaginably intense fear descended from the sky, directly hitting the Demon King. At this moment, he felt a fear far more terrifying than when facing the Demon King. It was as if even the air was burning, even his soul wanted to desperately escape, instinctively sensing the arrival of destruction.

"Ugh... ah..."

The Demon King felt his heart pounding violently, as if it would jump out of his throat, he grasped his throat tightly, trying to stop his heart from jumping out this way. Yet his whole soul gradually felt an indescribable pressure, as if he was being crushed by a giant boulder, both body and soul slowly and unstoppably being crushed into fragments...

What on earth is this... what is happening...

Unable to breathe at all, the Demon King directly fell to his knees, gasping like a fish out of water, but his lungs seemed completely flattened, unable to breathe even a tiny bit of air. Meanwhile, his mind also started to go blank—the last thing the Demon King saw was a land full of corpses.

As if symbolizing... the destruction of this nation.

"Creak—————!"

The banquet hall doors opened.

Duanmu Huai walked in slowly, hands behind him.

"Oh, the banquet’s still on here."

Looking at the ground with the hideous, twisted faces, bulging eyes of the dead, Duanmu Huai merely whistled nonchalantly, at the same time reaching out, grabbing a grape and popping it into his mouth.

In fact, this was all caused by Duanmu Huai—except, he didn’t do anything, just casually took a stroll.

Incidentally, releasing the Fearful Aura.

It was that simple.

It was like a manual extinction order, just added steps of kicking down doors and burning houses. In the presence of Duanmu Huai’s Fearful Aura, no one could survive, regardless of age or gender, all citizens of the Demon People’s Nation, were now utterly dead in extreme fear and despair. And their souls would forever burn in the flames of the Tribunal, making one last contribution.

After eating the grape, Duanmu Huai glanced around, then snapped his fingers. In the next moment, blazing flames quickly emerged, enveloping the entire banquet hall in a sea of flames in the blink of an eye.

"Alright, let’s continue the stroll."

Saying this, Duanmu Huai leisurely continued to walk forward.