The Lord Demon King is Unfathomable!

Chapter 875 - 276: The Foresightful Lord Demon King

And this time—

they are the sacrifices!

Under the gaze of the Dragon Divine Statue, the wails at the pinnacle of the Pyramid gradually began, merging with the low chants, coalescing into a strange dark cloud that spread toward an unknown direction over the Gana Continent.

And all this, merely to exchange for that elusive peace...

...

"Tsk tsk, how barbaric."

In the shadow of the Bronze God Statue, a pitch-black figure stood like a sculpture.

Watching the bloody ritual, a playful smile lifted at the corner of Thanos's mouth, and a deep, cold voice seemed to breach from another world, calm yet carrying a shuddering oppressive presence.

He watched the beating of the vibrant heart on the altar, until it ceased several seconds later.

As a Platinum Level Demon, he had killed countless, yet it was the first time he had seen a heart continue to beat after being extracted from the chest cavity.

These lizardmen indeed had a knack for torturing, though it seemed that was all they were capable of.

"Ignorant rituals, primitive beliefs... I thought you had some hidden ace, but it turns out this is all your tricks amount to."

Thanos mocked lightly, his voice like the night wind sweeping across a tomb, chilling to the bone.

Being the least trusted Demon General by the Demon King in the Demon King Army, he was well aware of his ecological niche.

Precisely because of this, he handled every task assigned by His Majesty the Demon King with extreme caution, always wary of potential traps, fearing he might carelessly lose his life.

Upon arriving in Assam City, Thanos did not immediately make his presence known but cautiously lurked for a full three days.

Within those three days, he became one hundred percent certain—

this city situated on the lake, although impressive in its grandeur and fortified in defenses, had soldiers mostly slacking off with open eyes.

Not only that.

Their strength was also weak; after lurking for so long, he hadn't detected a single presence that posed a danger to him!

Those so-called Holy Blood Warriors, claimed to be blessed by the Dragon God, had an impressive aura indeed, but in terms of actual strength, they were only slightly stronger than ordinary adventurers, barely reaching Fine Steel Level, with the strongest being only a Silver Level!

That Silver Level powerhouse was probably the legendary "Divine General Level" warrior.

As for the exalted Holy King Iz... that guy was even more of a joke, though he had an aura of the Giant Dragon on him, his strength was inferior to even those Holy Blood Warriors, merely an outwardly formidable mascot.

This person exhibited neither any Divine Chosen Power nor the cleverness and calmness of that blonde hero.

Honestly, if he hadn't witnessed it himself, Thanos would have refrained from believing his findings.

It is precisely why he waited a full three days before finally deciding to show himself, bringing this meaningless enigma to an end.

Just as all the Armored Dragon Clan lizardmen were immersed in the solemnity and frenzy of the ritual, a pitch-black figure silently descended at the center of the altar.

No wind, no magic power fluctuations; even the "Earth Seal" defensive net meticulously laid down by the priests failed to capture his steps, leaving one to wonder how this uninvited guest arrived here.

When he leisurely stepped out from the shadows, standing before the Dragon Divine Statue, the entire altar fell into a deathly silence, even the slave holding the Obsidian Dagger stood dumbfounded.

Thanos gently coughed and was about to elegantly deliver his opening lines when the altar echoed with chaotic sounds.

"Enemy attack!"

"An assassin is here!"

"Quick! Protect His Majesty the Holy King——!"

The Holy Armor Dragon Soldiers, alarmed and furious, raised spears swiftly forming a defensive circle, the tips of the obsidian spears pointing towards the dark figure in the center.

Yet their actions appeared, in Thanos's eyes, like a group of insects dancing around a fire, without any threat.

The golden pupils of Holy King Iz contracted sharply, the heart that was pounding frantically was silently entwined with a trace of fear.

High Priest Zel gripped the Dragon Bone Staff tightly, activating the Dragon Soul Seal, and hieroglyphic patterns emerged around the altar, rippling in the air like magical waves.

"Assassin?" Thanos slightly raised an eyebrow, nearly laughing in disbelief at such absurd words.

To kill this group, was there any need for stealth?

Watching the priest's actions, he merely flicked his fingers without even drawing a blade, shattering the approaching Golden Seal.

The meticulously prepared Spell was interrupted; Zel's body shook, and a thread of blood seeped from his mouth, slipping down his scales to the ground.

How strong!

What kind of Evil Magic was that?!

"Who are you?" Iz roared, his tone a mix of shock and anger, "Daring to desecrate the temple of the Dragon God——"

"Silence."

Thanos uttered just two words, and the entire altar was shrouded in terrifying silence.

An intangible pressure hovered above the altar, a suppression from the aura of a Platinum Level powerhouse, rather than any Magic.

All sounds seemed absorbed into some kind of dark abyss; the priests' chants halted, even the slaves' wails were as if their throats had been pinched, unable to emit even the slightest sound.

At this moment, they were like solitary empire farmers facing a Demon.

Unlike the empire farmers, however, this was probably their first time in millennia coming face to face with a Demon from Hell, with absolutely no psychological preparedness.

They lacked a certain kind of immunity, both spiritually and physically,

Standing before the eerie Dragon Divine Statue, Thanos's gaze swept over the stiff faces of the crowd, indifferent like a Judger from the Demon God Temple.