Mythical Era: I Evolved Into A Stellar-Level Beast
Chapter 1404 - 1404 535 The Flute-Playing Maiden at His Feet

Chapter 1404: Chapter 535: The Flute-Playing Maiden at His Feet, Convergence from Eight Directions_3 Chapter 1404: Chapter 535: The Flute-Playing Maiden at His Feet, Convergence from Eight Directions_3 “After slaughtering all the members of the Heavenly Feather Alien Clan, Prince Hamdanman sat on his throne with some annoyance, ‘Are these guys idiots, or have they all gone completely mad? Don’t they know that it’s better to live a bad life than have a good death?'”

“Alive, there is hope, but dead, there’s nothing left.”

“Even if they desire revenge and wish to annihilate all the Purgatory True Demons, they must first survive.”

As he said this, the Great Demon King shook his head as if lamenting his subordinates’ inability to understand.

All of a sudden, the thousands of Purgatory True Demons, who were standing respectfully around the throne, revealed wry smiles on their faces.

Hey, great Prince Hamdanman, aren’t you the beloved prince of the Belvetan Empire? Don’t you think there was something off about what you just said?

Just then, a Mythical Breath appeared in the sky, followed by the rolling Dark Demon Cloud, quickly appearing overhead.

Immediately afterward, a Purgatory Demon King over 500 meters tall descended from the sky, looking at Prince Hamdanman high upon his throne and bowing respectfully.

“Greetings, Lord Hamdanman.”

After some thought, Hamdanman said, “You are…the demon king from the Freymand Empire—Gulaire, if I recall correctly. I have some impression of you.”

“Yes, Prince Hamdanman, I am here by His Majesty’s orders to gather two Main Battle Legions and two Vassal Legions in the vicinity.”

“Never expected to meet Your Highness here. Following the orders of the higher-ups, I and the four legions will all be following your lead from now on.”

“Very well, move to the back,” Hamdanman said with a casual nod of his head.

At the foot of the mountain behind him, hundreds of thousands of the Purgatory Legion had already gathered, while a demon king stood quietly behind the throne, watching Gulaire.

Although the shattering of the nineteenth planar Boundary caught Tyris and the other Demon Gods by surprise, they reacted immediately.

Leveraging Abyssal rules already corroded by almost half from between heaven and earth, they sent orders to all demon kings to gather their legions to avoid being defeated one by one.

At the same time, it was ordered to move closer to the Demon King Marshals nearby and encircle the Heavenly Feather Clan’s army, allowing them no respite.

As the demon king had just finished regrouping and Hamdanman, who sat high on his throne, appeared lazily contemplative, considering whether to lead a group away to capture some women from the Heavenly Feather Clan.

Buzz!

A vibration emanated from Hamdanman’s chest, where a 1-meter diameter black mirror set into the armor trembled; then, a cold and authoritative voice rang out from within.

“Hamdanman, 370,000 kilometers to your left, Rayne and the others have encountered a Human Expedition Legion and are engaged in battle. You must go to their aid immediately.”

“Be cautious. That Human Legion is very strong. Just half an hour ago, Modimus and four Demon Kings fell there.”

Immediately, a serious look crossed Hamdanman’s face, and he sat up straight, “Modimus has actually fallen, there must be ‘Demon God’ powerhouses in the Human Legion!”

Modimus was a Great Demon King of the Belvetan Empire, in the mid-period of his strength, together with four Demon Kings.

To eliminate them quickly without allowing them any chance to inflict heavy injuries in a last stand and escape, was a challenge even for Hamdanman.

The mirror on Hamdanman’s chest vibrated again, “There are no Demon God Level Powerhouses, but there is a human among that legion who is very strong, no less strong than you.”

“A powerhouse comparable to an Extreme Realm Expert at the peak of being a Great Demon King!” A strong Battle Intent appeared in Hamdanman’s eyes.

Hamdanman had heard upon arriving at the frontline that this Heavenly Feather battlefield had seen an unexpected twist: a Human Race from a distant area of civilization sent a Legion to aid.

And the so-called Extreme Realm Expert at the peak of being a Great Demon King referred to those at the pinnacle of the Great Demon King realm, but with the fighting power comparable to the early stages of a Demon God.

“Be careful. That human is not weak. After you arrive, try to entangle him. I have already notified Cortes (Left Demon), Patreles, and others to assemble.”

“A mere human dares meddle in the Civilization War between my empire and the Heavenly Feather tribe, seeking death.”

“Not only must we annihilate the Heavenly Feather Clan this time, but we will also not let a single one from that Human Legion escape, to let them understand the consequences of incurring our wrath.”

As the cold voice faded away and the Will of the Demon God that had descended left, the black demon mirror slowly settled down.

Hamdanman looked toward the left and pondered for a moment. Then he said indifferently, “The whole army, march at full speed and go to the aid of Rayne and the others.”

“Yes.”

Thousands of Purgatory True Demons bowed respectfully around them, followed by two hundred-meter-tall teams of War Demons emerging, each holding a sign hundreds of meters high.

Written on them in Infernal script were the eight words, “By Prince’s wish, all beings make way.”

Next, four colossal Black Trolls, each eight hundred meters tall, slowly stepped forward, reaching their arms down into the underground to grasp the thick mountain pillars as their Power Explosion erupted.

Boom! The earth shattered and a massive palanquin, over a thousand meters long and five hundred meters wide with a throne in the middle where Hamdanman sat, emerged.

As the four mountainous black trolls lifted the throne, two teams of beautiful Purgatory True Demon beauties flew out from the procession behind and sprinkled white petals ahead.

Shortly thereafter, the majestic booming of DJ music shook the air, as two Purgatory True Demons carrying gigantic “speakers” tens of meters tall appeared on either side of the throne.

At the front of the procession, a shrill voice from a Purgatory True Demon called out, “The Prince surveys the heavens, all beings kneel—lift the palanquin!”

Instantly, the earth trembled and mountains quaked as the four massive trolls shouldered the throne and took large strides forward, each step causing an uproar as if mountains and seas were shaking.

In the forefront, War Demons held banners, ‘Goddesses’ scattered flowers on both sides, accompanied by the thunderous sounds of the DJ’s music vibrating heaven and earth; the lengthy following procession was a sight of grandeur and splendor.

This scene made the two Demon Kings’ eyes pop with astonishment.

Noticing the surprise on the faces of the two Demon Kings, Hamdanman revealed a faintly smug expression, “What do you think, isn’t my traveling entourage impressive?”

One of the Demon Kings hesitated, “This… Your Highness, your entourage is indeed unexpected.”

Hamdanman said proudly, “The soul of this entourage is those two speakers; they are artifacts that came from the Human Race.”

“Some time ago, the Mokaya Dark Demon Empire sent messengers to request an audience with His Majesty and also brought me some gifts, among which were these.”

“According to those messengers from the Mokaya Dark Demon Empire, the Human Race, though not very powerful, has an extremely flourishing civilization, which has piqued my interest.”

“Therefore, I’ve been considering suggesting to His Majesty after annihilating the Heavenly Feather Clan that we join the Mokaya Dark Demon Empire’s expedition to conquer this civilization.”

“I did not expect that before we could even get there, those humans would actually come knocking on our door.”

“What a pity that this time it was one of their Human Experts and not the Human Expedition Legion; otherwise, we might have been able to take some human women as wind instrument maidens for beneath my throne.”

Upon hearing this, the corner of the Demon King’s eye twitched, unsure why the Imperial Prince was so fixated on wind instrument maidens.

Meanwhile, in a distant direction, a titanic figure clad in dark gold scale armor stood ten thousand meters tall, with a black-haired girl shouldering four swords on his shoulder.

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