The Lord Demon King is Unfathomable!

The battle outside Beifeng City lasted less than an hour, and even the last half-hour couldn't be called a battle.

When Baron Ges came to his senses, both of his faces were swollen, as if stung by bees, and he couldn't remember what happened at all.

"Thank Lord Demon King for his mercy, if it were before, we surely would have skewered you on a flagpole, just as you've done before."

It seemed the Little Demon, not yet as long as his arm, was laughing at him, his sinister gaze causing Ges to shiver and feel cold down his spine.

Of course.

A part of the reason was the cold.

Fortunately, the Little Demons didn't let him stay in the snow for too long, soon pulling him, tied up with ropes, into the fortress under Beifeng Mountain.

However, once he crossed the gate, everything that appeared before him was unexpected.

It wasn't the sinister place he imagined, there weren't racks of human skins nor towers made of bones.

On the contrary, the streets were clean and wide, paved neatly with stone bricks, and cast iron lamp posts stood on both sides.

There's even more to the surprise.

Buildings with unique yet simple and practical designs lined the streets, exuding a strange and harmonious aesthetic from top to bottom.

Harmony wasn't only in the architecture.

It was also present in the humans, the Undead, and the demons here... This was the most incredible of all, these beings walking peacefully on the street!

Beside a stall, a skeleton soldier was selling food and daily necessities to the residents, accepting paper currency from their hands.

Not far on the right side of the stall, there stood a half-open workshop. The sign over the door depicted a metal gear, and underneath, people were repairing bizarre machines under the direction of a Little Demon.

Everything was orderly.

If it weren't for those winged beings and ghosts occasionally floating by in the sky, he would doubt that he wasn't brought to the demons' fortress, but sold to a human city-state.

"This can't be... This absolutely can't be the work of demons."

His Adam's apple moved as he swallowed nervously, wanting to ask what these houses were for, but dared not speak randomly.

"Keep moving!" Seeing the baron pause, the skeleton soldier escorting him pushed him forward, making him stagger forward, snapping him out of his shock, reminding him of his captive status.

At that moment, the surrounding passersby finally noticed him, casting curious and scrutinizing glances towards him.

"What crime did this guy commit?"

"Could it be a bandit... I heard gunshots."

"Doesn't look like it."

"His armor... Seems like it's from Campbell Duchy's regular army."

"Knight?"

"Wait... I recognize him! He's the baron from a nearby town, the one called Ges."

"Oh wow, it really is him."

Realizing this guy was Baron Ges, the eyes of the surrounding people quickly became unfriendly, laced with a hint of mockery and ridicule.

Ges turned red.

Being humiliated by demons he could endure, but being looked at in such a rude manner by these lowly beings truly broke his defenses.

"You traitors of Saint Sis! Mingling with demons! Just wait, you'll end up in Hell sooner or later! You don't even deserve to be human—"

A kick to his backside interrupted his hysterical shouting. Looking at Baron Ges who fell into the snow, the crowd burst into laughter.

"Haha."

"Hell?"

"We've been in Hell before, if Lord Demon King hadn't pulled us out of despair, we'd have frozen into icicles in the snow long ago!"

A man in a cloth jacket stepped forward, spitting on the ground beside Ges' feet, cursing.

"Betrayed Saint Sis? Where was it when we needed it? When we prayed sincerely, how did it respond? By sending thugs like you over our heads? Escaping when Chaos's army came over, leaving us to die in the village?"

Baron Ges' lips trembled in anger.

"I didn't!"

This indeed wronged him.

In fact, he didn't abandon the residents of Silver Pine Town and escape, it was the townsfolk who left him first.

"You didn't, but you're all alike." The man looked at him disdainfully, saying, "Only when they need us to die do they talk about their glory. As for Lord Demon King, he hopes we live well while we are alive."

These were told to him by the Temple acolytes.

A thousand years ago, Saint Sis fooled them with "eliminate death" to conquer the Netherworld, but only kept their promise to the Emperor.

Not only that, they didn't eliminate death, but even made death unfair thereafter. Noble souls would reincarnate in the Rebirth Pool, rebirth after rebirth into noble families, while other souls were like grass and weeds, left to perish alone, becoming wandering ghosts struggling in the deep valleys of the Ten Thousand Ridges Mountain Range, or prey for adventurers.

Having learned these matters, he felt no more affection for Saint Sis and hated these Nobles under the Imperial rule to the extreme.