The Lord Demon King is Unfathomable!

Chapter 1023 - 313: The So-Called Work of a Demon King Is to Give Humans a Fright

In the sky, two griffin riders circled.

Their anchor-like claws curled at their abdomen, exuding a sinister chill, the blood-colored riding spears like blood-stained dragon teeth!

In contrast, from the nearby forest, a group of about five hundred monsters was crowding out of the shadows.

Among them were emaciated skeleton soldiers, foul-smelling corpse ghosts, wriggling slimes, and snarling magic wolves...

Some were newbies who had just entered the game, while others were monsters summoned from the core of the maze—those that would turn into Demon Crystals when killed.

In the center of that monster crowd, a boy with a nervous expression and a handsome face was tightly gripping a short sword, his silver hair wildly fluttering in the wind.

It seemed this guy wasn't new to the battlefield, but clearly, it was his first time standing in the commander's position.

"Hey! You guys... go to the front! Don't all crowd next to me!"

"Hehe... hehe... smells so good..."

"Good brother, let me smell too!"

"You skeleton soldiers don't even have noses!"

"Damn! Do you slimes have noses?!"

Egger: "???"

Watching that tightly packed group of monsters, Hammerdon's expression grew increasingly strange.

Indeed, these monsters radiated an aura of Hell, but the manner and momentum of their march seemed totally disorganized, like rookies.

Had they really undergone any training?

What surprised him even more was the one standing at the front—

"...Enchanting Demon?"

His eyebrows instinctively raised, and then his mouth twisted into a mocking smile.

It wasn't just an Enchanting Demon.

Judging by those monsters obviously from a maze, this guy seemed to be a Demon King?

Nowadays, has Hell's Demon King become so commonplace? How come any random cat or dog gets to join...

Despite his disdain for these little fish and shrimp, Hammerdon nonetheless cautiously raised his right hand, signaling the soldiers behind him to halt their march while issuing the order for artillery bombardment.

"Fire the signal flare! Fire three rounds of ship artillery!"

"Yes, sir!"

The adjutant behind him responded and swiftly relayed the order.

Almost simultaneously, a crossbowman stepped forward, setting up a heavy crossbow aimed at the sky, igniting the flare attached to the crossbow arrow, and pulling the trigger.

"Whoosh—!"

A fiery red signal flare streaked skyward with a long tail, exploding mid-air, marking the area where monsters gathered with its dazzling light.

The fleet waiting on the coastline had long been ready to fire.

Almost precisely when the signal flare ignited, a deafening rumble, like rolling thunder, echoed from the direction of the sea.

The players marching alongside Egger hadn't even processed what was happening when they saw countless black dots appearing in the sky.

Egger's face suddenly changed, shouting in alarm.

"Quick! Scatter!"

But it was too late!

"Boom—!!!"

Bombs rained down with devastating force, covering the edge of the forest, overturning vast sections of earth, gravel, and limbs, tearing apart the disheveled monster group along with the trees behind them into shreds!

The explosion had barely subsided when another thunderous sound boomed again from the direction of the sea, and by this time, half of the five hundred monsters were already wiped out!

"Damn—it's cowardly for NPCs not to fight fair!"

"Damn it! I knew any task involving newbies was bound to end badly!"

"I'm so dumb, how could I trust the Demon King..."

Newbie players let out wails of despair, having only gotten beta access for less than a month, this challenging game had already taught them a harsh lesson.

However—

For them, this alone was an experience.

Having experienced death, they quickly realized that this seemingly nonsensical game was terribly realistic.

Seeing his subordinates consistently diminish, Egger felt an icy chill across his limbs, his eyes filled with profound powerlessness and despair.

Though he had anticipated something like this might happen, Egger, who had only served in the central regions, underestimated the power of the Imperial navy guns.

True, those cannons were not accurate, but there were just too many of them!

So many that each monster beside him could receive at least one and there would still be leftovers...

The necklace around his neck emitted a soft pink glow, a shield emerged by Egger's side, raising a vast barrier to block the blast waves.

Yet, bathing in the artillery fire, the deafening explosion left his head ringing, his mind blank.

If it were before, as a frontline soldier, he only needed to consider whether to charge or retreat, and often didn't even need to think about those.

But now—

He profoundly understood the weight behind the word "dilemma."

"Charge! Quickly, quickly!"

His voice slightly trembled as he frantically issued a charge order, yet the monsters had barely taken a few steps when the calm and collected Imperial soldiers had already leveled their guns.

"Ready for volley fire!"

"Fire—!"

As the commanding officer's sword sliced down, the aligned gun barrels instantly erupted in thick gunfire smoke aimed at the front!

The dense hail of lead cut down the advancing monsters like mowing grass, skeletons and corpse ghosts fell under the whistling projectiles, and even slimes burst apart into goo or transformed into cold Demon Crystals.

The griffins overhead let out a piercing shriek, signaling the enemy's rear showed no ambush.

Seeing this, Hammerdon smiled coldly, drew the longsword at his waist, momentarily followed by his cavalrymen drawing their blades from their sheaths.

"Cavalry, charge!"

"Kill—!"

Under General Hammerdon's lead, the Imperial breastplate cavalry swept across the battlefield's flank like a thunderstorm.

The iron hooves of warhorses trampled through the collapsing monster formation. With the cavalry's flurry of cuts and stabs, the battlefield turned into a graveyard of scattered corpses and flowing blood!

Listening to the drummer's rhythm, the Imperial gunners calmly reloaded, waiting for the opportunity for another volley.

Watching the servants his senior lent him fall miserably, Egger's eyes turned red instantly, gripping his short sword tightly, letting out voice-straining roars.

"Hammerdon! I'll fight you—"

Before his words fell, a black shadow suddenly manifested from the air, landing stably behind him.

Before Egger could react, he felt a sharp pain behind his head, his vision going black as he fell unconscious.

Shadow Demon General Thanos easily caught the collapsing Egger, then cast one indifferent glance at the chaotic battlefield before becoming a wisp of dark smoke, vanishing silently.

At that moment, Hammerdon rode in hastily, only to find nothing.

He scanned his surroundings with furrowed brows, finding only remnants of debris and corpses, the boy who seemed to be a Demon King had long disappeared.

"He actually got away."

Hammerdon chuckled coldly, though regretful, there was nothing more he could do, only silently committing the handsome face to memory.

He raised his sword above his head and shouted with heroic fervor:

"Victory!"

The battlefield resounded with a chorus of echoing shouts—

"Victory!!!"

The clash between the Imperial and Hell on the Gana Continent ended once again in a total Imperial victory.

This time, it was a military triumph.

Amidst the cheers, soldiers carried their firearms, joyfully heading back, chatting and laughing along the way, completely unfazed by the recent monster assault.

Too weak!

They couldn't even compare to the demons of the New Continent.

They even thought their deployment was unnecessary, leaving everything to the brothers at sea and in the sky could settle it all.

Hammerdon waved to signal the soldiers to clear the battlefield, then turned his horse's head, galloping toward the fortress atop the mountain.

He had only eaten half of his dinner, it was just the right time to continue it upon return.

The sun gradually set, its afterglow casting over the devastated battlefield.

Yet no one noticed the slender figure clad in a cloak quietly observing the curtain fall on this farce from the shadows of the forest, a knowingly smile appearing at the corners of its mouth.

"Next, it's Prince Colin's turn to appear."