The Lord Demon King is Unfathomable!

Chapter 1598 - 454: Two Colins? (3)

"... So it's ether?!"

"Ether?!" Rolandar, having never heard of this term, was taken aback for a half-second before hurriedly asking, "What is that?"

"The power of the Deceitful Fog... Maybe he's a Madman, maybe it's just a coincidence, but no matter what it is, you'd better deal with the immediate trouble first."

The whispers from the void tossed the words indifferently and then disappeared from his Sea of Consciousness once more.

Urgos rarely engages in direct conversation with his followers, for they are all his sacrifice. He does not care about their victory or defeat, only about what kind of pleasing offering they can bring him.

Rolandar did not dare to delay because, in his moment of hesitation, the "doppelganger" standing in the Holy Light had already cast a spell at him.

The whistling light shot toward him like lightning, swiftly intercepted by the sound of his piano, but then bone spears rained down upon his spine.

"Whoosh—!"

The speeding bone spears crashed like cannonballs against the shield he raised, creating ripples!

The "doppelganger" standing in the Holy Light looked surprised but still regarded Rolandar as the primary target to eliminate, continuing to weave holy spells to attack him.

"I really hate it when people strike before I finish speaking, Mr. Rolandar."

"Who exactly are you? Your Majesty? Which Majesty?" Rolandar defended himself while searching for the source of the voice, his eyes darting around quickly.

The voice, as if from the void, chuckled softly.

"That's none of your concern; you only need to know my name is Colin, and remember to take this name with you down below."

"Arrogant!"

Rolandar's expression twisted suddenly, roaring toward the fathomless forest.

"Don't think I can't deal with you just because you're hiding in the dark! Those bone spears earlier already exposed your level; if I'm not mistaken, you should be at Diamond Level? Hmph, merely a Diamond... dares to act wild in front of me!"

The voice from the void paused for two seconds and then softly responded.

"I am indeed a Diamond... but you, a Purple Crystal Level, don't seem that strong yourself."

Rolandar was momentarily stunned, still seething with rage outwardly, yet alert within.

His strength indeed had some elements of being acquired without effort, and those words truly hit his sore spot.

The Chosen of the Eternal Hunger Claw and the Chosen of the Flame of Destruction both gain power through slaughter, but their sacrificial rituals fundamentally differ.

The former emphasizes the outcome of slaughter and the actual plunder, while the latter focuses more on the combat process and the result of destruction.

To make an imperfect yet vivid analogy, the former is more like a tyrannical lord, while the latter resembles a gladiator in the arena.

In the sacrifices of the Eternal Hunger Claw, those with courage but no wisdom often die first, while only the extremely insidious and cunning ones like Rolandar, who hide behind allies to preserve themselves and devour their comrades' spoils, enter the final arena to vie for the true Chosen One.

Even though the Chosen Ones produced in this way are bloated giants, undeserving of the power they hold, and unable to compete with true heroes.

But what does that have to do with the great Urgos?

An ironclad "Eternal Hunger Claw," with endless "Desirers," Urgos's terror does not lie in his strength but in his servants, who, like cockroaches, are impossible to eradicate by traditional methods.

Rolandar is precisely that sort, a meddlesome rat elevated to divine status by the followers.

Luo Yan could clearly see that even though the twisted Soul Fire was enormous, it lacked any quality worthy of its size and was even inferior to Mi Xi.

His ability to grow stronger was purely because of Urgos's twisted "aesthetic."

By comparison, Elder Zakro, though not as powerful as this guy, exerted far more pressure on him.

Of course—

it might just be that he himself became stronger, no longer the weak version of his past self.

In the dense forest several kilometers away.

Having just cast a round of spells, Luo Yan handed the blushing Qianqian to Yousi and Mi Xi, supported by the two worried little fellows.

Although they too suffered some injuries, they weren't too severe; it was mainly their spiritual power that took a hit, which just needed some rest.

Yet truth be told—

Yousi and Mi Xi had never seen such a docile Queen Qianqian and almost thought the Lord Demon King had held the wrong one.

Gazing at the disheveled little demons, Luo Yan spoke with a voice tinged with apology.

"Sorry, I came a step too late and left you to face that terrifying figure alone."

Yousi and Mi Xi held their breath, tightly shutting their mouths to minimize their presence, not daring to respond to the Lord Demon King's words.

This wasn't out of fear of overstepping but simply fear that when Queen Qianqian later revisited this memory, she might recall they were also there and saw her "embarrassing" state.

That would be truly terrifying.

To maintain her dignity, their queen would do anything.

Including, but not limited to, venturing into the cave to gather various colorful mushrooms to make them mushroom soup to help them forget her drunken antics...

Fortunately, little demons have an extraordinary resistance to poisonous mushrooms, so no one was fatally poisoned.

Mi Xi still remembers how the entire Land of Nightmare was immersed in a "wonderful dreamscape" that day, ultimately resolved only when they all unanimously claimed amnesia.