Chapter 276: The Foresightful Lord Demon King (Part 3)
"I am Thanos, the 'Shadow Demon General' under Lord Demon King's command, here to declare in the name of the emissary to you insects—"
"Lord Demon King is furious at your repeated incursions."
"You attacked our camp, wounded his servants, and arrogantly sacrificed his people, using their hearts to please your greedy false god."
"This is not only provocation against Lord Demon King but also a challenge to all of Hell."
His words seemed like judgment, his cold voice leaving no room for argument.
"Now, Lord Demon King is no longer tolerant."
Thanos's eyes flashed with a hint of crimson Soul Fire as he slowly raised a hand, shadows spreading beneath his feet as if countless Ghosts were wailing and shrieking.
As he amplified his voice, he also intensified the fear in the hearts of all Lizardmen present.
"You have only two choices."
"Either bow to the great Lord Demon King, begging for his mercy—"
"Or become sacrifices wailing within the shadows!"
The words fell and the entire Pyramid plunged into silence, seemingly trapped in a brief night.
The immense pressure was suffocating everyone, even the Priest standing next to the altar couldn't help but hold their breath.
In this moment, the glory, holiness, and dignity of the Holy Armor Dragon Kingdom were completely suppressed by Thanos's presence.
What terrified them even more was that this guy wasn't the Demon King himself, just one of the Demon King's Demon Generals!
In the silent confrontation, only the heartbeat of the slaves echoed in the blood pool, as if narrating the impending fate of this tormented Assam City...
"Arrogant scoundrel!"
Holy King Iz suddenly stood up, the Golden Dragon Chair behind him creaking heavily.
Golden light shimmered on his scales, blazing fury rising in his vertical pupils, as if ancient gods were awakening.
"You mere demon lackey, underground maggot, dare to run wild on the sacred altar?!"
He knew nothing about Hell, but assumed it was just a bunch of insects living underground.
Iz roared, suddenly waving his arm to give the order.
"Go! Chop this blasphemous heretic into pieces! Let the Dragon God's flames burn away his filthy shadow!"
"Kill!!"
Ten Holy Blood Warriors clad in Obsidian Heavy Armor raised their Giant Swords, charging at him with overwhelming momentum.
Their eyes were red, mouths roaring ancient war dance spells, blood-red "Bloodthirsty Seal" burning on their scales, emitting a fervent aura.
Thanos instinctively focused, shadows surging around him like tidal waves, coiling around his fingertips like invisible blades.
He never underestimated his opponents, even those he looked down upon in his heart.
After all, even mighty Elder Zakeruo fell at the seemingly weak hands of Lord Demon King; nowadays, who doesn't have a couple of hidden cards up their sleeve?
Especially such ancient and profound Barbarians, there might be some Dragon God's blessings hidden among them.
The power of Divine beings surpasses that of Transcendents; the stronger the Transcendent, the more they can perceive that insurmountable chasm and unfathomable strength.
Seeing these ten upright walking insects confidently charging forward, Thanos couldn't help but suspect there might be a Divine Chosen of the Dragon God among them.
Yet—
After merely two breaths, he realized how absurdly wrong he was, already realizing the strategic gap between himself and Lord Demon King.
The Holy Blood Warrior leading the charge couldn't even finish his battle cry before a shadow pierced his throat.
The ragged body hadn't yet fallen before the second was torn apart by Thanos, who ripped off both scales and bones with bare hands.
Third, fourth, fifth...
Like a storm sweeping through!
Flesh and blood flew, Obsidian Armor shattered like clay pots, scattered across the ground in moments!
Thanos's eyes widened, his fingers entwined with Magic Light, fighting more shockingly, more furiously, more incredulously!
How could this be?
They're... too weak!
In mere moments, ten Holy Blood Warriors fell one after another onto the altar, like ten bags of decayed flesh tossed arbitrarily, offering their blood and flesh to the Dragon God.
"Is this your strength?! Even now, you're still holding back?"
Thanos roared furiously, his composed face slightly twisted.
The weaker they were, the more he felt how foolish he was, strategizing against air for three days.
Unable to bear the humiliation, a Lizardman warrior wielding an Obsidian Heavy Sword roared and charged forward.
Fear filled his amber vertical pupils, causing even the Dragon Divine's Qi spray from the Great Sword to hesitate, crushed with a snap of fingers.
Boom—!
The Obsidian Heavy Sword shattered inch by inch, and the Armored Dragon warrior flew backward, crashing heavily to the ground, spitting blood uncontrollably.
High Priest Zel's eyes were filled with terror, his scaled face pale, pupils shaking nervously.
The Armored Dragon warrior possessed a Divine General level strength, yet couldn't even harm this guy a single hair!
How incredibly strong he must be?
"I'm so disappointed…" A trace of complete disappointment flashed in Thanos's eyes.
Seeing dozens more Armored Dragon warriors charging at him again, his figure swiftly morphed into a residual image, the black aura coiling around his fingertips fluttered through several flashes, slicing those dozens of bodies into hundreds of chunks, spilling along with the flying blood onto the ground.