The number of low-end existential planes under its rule alone numbered as many as dozens, and its territories far exceeded those of Heaven’s Vault Continent’s Dragon God and Beast God.
The Demonic Dragon Continent was one of them.
This time, the demon invasion was precisely Cyrus Frost’s handiwork because it had taken an interest in Heaven’s Vault Continent and wanted to take it for itself, thereby resulting in the invasion.
Chapter 273: Complete Annihilation, Take Your Own Life
Translator: Atlas Studios Editor: Atlas Studios
Elsewhere, Bubbles, Puhaman, and the others’ battles were nearing their end.
Although they were fighting at 11 versus 17 and weren’t at an advantage in numbers, Bubbles and the others were ultimately still lesser deities. A lesser deity, even the weakest one, wasn’t an existence that true god-level Demon Lords could contend against!
“The task has been successfully completed, Master!”
The 17 Demon Lords were forcefully escorted over to Meng Lei. Bubbles and the others looked greatly satisfied—they had fought to their hearts’ content during the battle just now.
Meng Lei’s gaze swept across the Demon Lords one by one. They were wound-riddled and appeared to be in an exceptionally pathetic state at the moment. Evidently, they had suffered a terrible beating just now.
“Anton, what do you think we should do with them?” Meng Lei asked leisurely as he turned to Anton, the Dark Snapping Turtle King he had just subdued.
“My noble Master, like me, they were also forcefully dispatched here by Cyrus. They didn’t invade Heaven’s Vault Continent on their own accord.”
A prostrating Anton said, “I hope Master can show them mercy and let them live.”
Meng Lei nodded slightly. “Since you’re pleading for mercy on their behalf, then I’ll give them a way out.”
“Thank you, o great Your Holiness!”
“Thank you for showing us kindness and sparing our lives!”
The 17 Demon Lords repeatedly kowtowed and gave their thanks.
“You may live on, but not without punishment!”
Meng Lei changed the course of the conversation and said, “Had it been my old temperament, my anger at all of you leading the masses to invade Heaven’s Vault Continent would only have been abated with your deaths.”
“Please mete out our punishment, Your Holiness!”
“Your Holiness, please punish us!”
The 17 Demon Lords were so frightened that they were shaking in their boots.
“How about this,” Meng Lei turned to Bubbles and the others and suggested, “I’ll make them submit to all of you and let them become your servants.”
“Master, is this... really okay?”
Bubbles and the other ten people’s eyes lit up at his suggestion. However, they were rather hesitant. Those were all true god-level Demon Lords that were only a tad weaker than them. Would they be going too far if they made them their servants?
“It’s okay because I say so!”
Meng Lei said leisurely, “According to Anton, the Dark Demonic Dragon still has dozens of other Demon Lords under his command, so I can bestow these ones upon all of you.”
“Thank you, my noble Master!”
“Your greatness is endless and eternal like the gushing rivers, yet also like the overflowing Yellow River, beyond control once the floodgates open! Praise be to you, my noble Master!”
Overjoyed, Bubbles and the others quickly bowed and gave their thanks, immensely grateful.
“Go!”
Meng Lei waved.
“Yes, Master!”
“That Fire Demon is mine. Don’t any of you fight with me over it! I’ll fight whoever fights me for it!”
“I’ve taken an interest in that Wind Demon...”
Anton, the Dark Snapping Turtle King, was somewhat on the brink of tears as he watched Bubbles and the others taking their pick of the 17 Demon Lords as if they were picking out goods.
Once upon a time, those Demon Lords had all been absolute devils known for their ferocity. They had dominated dozens of existential planes like the Demonic Dragon Continent and ruled over vast regions.
When had they ever landed themselves in such a state? When had they ever been subjected to others picking them out like goods?
Indeed, even heroes would be subjected to bullying when they were down and out!
Now that things had come to this, however, there was nothing that Anton could do, either. It could only watch on helplessly.
The splitting of goods didn’t last long before it concluded. All 17 Demon Lords went to new homes and became Bubbles and the others’ servants.
“Thank you for your generosity, Master!”
The 11 subordinates expressed their sincerest gratitude to Meng Lei.
“No problem!”
Then, Meng Lei turned to the demon army.
The longer the Netherworld Divine Fire blazed, the stronger it became. It had already spread throughout half of the sea of demons by this point. Innumerable demons struggled in pain and agony in the fire, shrieking and wailing shrilly.
This badly frightened the rest of the demons, who then fled toward the Far Northern Icelands.
They moved very quickly. Large groups of demons had even gotten out of the Netherworld Divine Fire’s range.
“Do they really think they can escape?”
Had Meng Lei been any other ordinary deity, part of the endless and infinite demon army certainly would have successfully escaped.
After all, their numbers were simply too great. By dispersing and fleeing, some would definitely be able to get away.
But who did they think Meng Lei was?
He was a cheat that could teleport and didn’t fear power of divinity depletion, so how could the demon army possibly escape?
The final outcome was obvious—the billions of demons perished in the sea of fire, burned to death, and reduced to ashes by the Netherworld Divine Fire.
Anton and the 17 Demon Lords bore witness to the whole process and almost wet themselves in fear. They had initially been rather displeased at having to submit to Bubbles and the others, but now?
Displeasure? Not anymore!
Indignation? Not anymore!
All they had were just lingering fears after a calamity and
