The Lord Demon King is Unfathomable!

But now, the most powerful Lizardmen on the entire continent stand here awaiting the judgment of a human. Such a tragic end truly makes one sigh with regret.

However, not all Lizardmen hang their heads in their hearts, full of regret and sighs.

Many cast looks full of admiration and awe towards the Demon King, even feelings of reverence.

For example, the Clan Mother of the Sand Ridge Clan, Aisemata, stood there with a piercing gaze, her two-meter-long body with her tail gently sweeping the ground like a slithering snake.

Then there was the Grand Wind Chief of the Wind Roar Tribe, Urga, who at this moment, obediently bowed his head, feeling fortunate for personally making the trip.

What a close call!

He almost lost his position as the leader of the tribe.

The intertwined looks of relief and flattery were almost of a piece with Alakdo, as if wishing to replace him, to become the Lord Demon King's steed.

Luo Yan's gaze slowly swept over the heads of these Lizardmen, roughly remembering the traits of a few key characters, before slowly speaking.

"There is no need for you all to be nervous. I summoned you not to enslave you. Your people, lands, and wealth will continue to be under your control."

Hearing these words, many of the Lizardmen relaxed a bit, but still maintained a respectful posture, listening quietly, not daring to breathe loudly.

Seeing how obedient these Lizardmen were, Luo Yan smiled gently, then changed his tone, continuing with an imposing and undeniable voice.

"My demands of you are not high, only two things are required of you."

He raised one finger.

"First, the tribes can retain their traditions and culture, I will not interfere with you, but you must fully open the Great Graveyard to proselytizing, allowing our Acolytes to build Temples and carry out ritual activities in your tribes, letting the fire of my belief spread freely, and not persecute those who serve me."

Then, Luo Yan raised a second finger: "Second, you must offer tribute to the Great Graveyard annually according to the standards I set, to show your loyalty and respect. And we will provide you with certain material compensation based on your contributions to the Great Graveyard."

"As long as you do these two things, you are protected under my rule; your tribes will thereby attain unprecedented peace and prosperity."

Luo Yan did not speak of the consequences of refusal, such a thing didn't need to be elaborated.

The Lizardmen standing here had long known from the Sand Ridge Clan the price required for submission to the Great Graveyard. If they didn't agree, they wouldn't have stepped into this tent in the first place.

Almost as soon as he finished speaking, the Clan Mother of the Sand Ridge Clan Aisemata swiftly knelt on one knee, placing her right hand over her chest, first expressing her loyalty.

"Honored Lord Demon King, the Sand Ridge Clan wishes to follow you forever... you saved us, allowing us to avoid a fate of extinction. I believe this is not only my choice but also the will of Atiya."

Urga looked aghast at Aisemata, gazing into those moist, water-dripping vertical pupils, inwardly cursing this lewd she-lizard for being so cunning.

There was no time for hesitation, with a plop, he swiftly knelt on one knee, expressing his loyalty without a moment's pause.

"The Wind Roar Tribe wishes to follow in your footsteps, Your Majesty... it was the sea breeze that brought your ship ashore, and we believe this is indeed the will of the Sky God Uranus. As His children, we have grown, and we should leave our nest... thus He entrusted us to you, please do accept us!"

How shameless!

Listening to these sycophantic words, Aisemata was dumbfounded. If the Lord Demon King wasn't present, she would definitely have ridiculed this opportunistic guy severely.

"Speaking of the sea… we believe this is indeed the will of the sea, as the Great Barrier has bound us too long, like a cage, isolating us from the world outside. Perhaps it's because the Sea God couldn't bear to see us left in such a miserable fate, so he manipulated the ocean current to beach your warship on the shore."

An amphibious Lizardman with fins on his arms stepped forward, his scales a dazzling blue, bowing his head, kneeling on one knee.

"As children of the Sea God, please allow me to apologize on behalf of the Tide Clan to you. Henceforth, we shall follow you to the ends of the sea."

The rhythmic voice was like a poem, and at this point, even the Tide Clan had shamelessly pledged allegiance. Only then did the surrounding Lizardmen seem to wake from a dream, scrambling to follow these three predecessors, offering their knees in allegiance.

"We solemnly obey the command of Lord Demon King… we are willing to follow you forever!" Each oddly shaped head bowed low, their voices full of awe and reverence, fearing making a wrong move and incurring the Lord Demon King's displeasure.

Luo Yan was pleased, not the slightest bit dissatisfied, nodding contentedly, and spoke warmly to these colorful emissaries.

"Very good... I am pleased you made a wise choice. From this day forth, our destinies shall be tightly intertwined, and a new chapter of Gana Continent's history shall be turned."

"I have prepared a feast along with sumptuous food and fine wine for you, right at the nearby Withered Wood Port, which you may enjoy at your leisure."

"And I can promise you, your future will be better than today… every day."