The Dark Demonic Dragon prostrated on the ground, weeping as it cried out, “Something terrible has happened, Grandmaster!”
“Eh?”
The thunderous snoring died down at once. Then, a furious roar thundered. “Damn you, Baker! How dare you disturb my beauty sleep! If you don’t give me a satisfactory explanation today, I’m going to skin you!”
“Something terrible has happened, Grandmaster!”
The Dark Demonic Dragon was actually Baker, whom Meng Lei had previously killed. It sobbed loudly as it said, “The demon army in charge of invading Heaven’s Vault Continent has been annihilated. Even my demonic incarnation has died! Dead! They’re all dead, Grandmaster!”
“What?”
A pitch-black Dragon head emerged from the cave. Its blood-red eyes bore into the prostrating Baker as it barked fiercely, “What exactly has happened? Speak clearly!”
“Yes, Grandmaster!”
Not daring to dally and show any disrespect, Baker hastily recounted everything that had happened on Heaven’s Vault Continent. In the end, it even added, “That human deity is extremely powerful. Not only can he release Netherworld Divine Fire, but he even has the Grim Reaper Scythe that only the Grim Reapers possess. Both Anton and I were not his match even when we joined hands!”
Cyrus, the Dark Demonic Dragon, narrowed its eyes, hints of murderous intent flashing across them. It said, “No matter who you are, be it a Divine Netherworld Phoenix or a Grim Reaper, you deserve death for having the audacity to challenge my authority!”
As a Demon God that’s on the same level as an intermediate deity, the Dark Demonic Dragon wasn’t one to be intimidated that easily. It was well aware just how powerful the Divine Netherworld Phoenixes and the Grim Reapers were, but it was even more aware of the fact that beings from those two races couldn’t show up in a remote existential plane like Heaven’s Vault Continent.
But since they had indeed shown up, then there was only one explanation behind this—Meng Lei was very likely a descendant of the Divine Netherworld Phoenixes and the Grim Reapers.
The Dark Demonic Dragon didn’t fear that. More importantly, it had even thought of some other things by association.
“Heaven’s Vault Continent must be no ordinary continent if the Divine Netherworld Phoenixes’ and the Grim Reapers’ bloodlines have been passed down over there. A war between gods and demons might have broken out there in the past.”
“A war between gods and demons?!”
An unusual look flashed across the Dark Demonic Dragon’s eyes.
A war between gods and demons wasn’t something uncommon.
As adversaries, fights would break out between gods and demons whenever they encountered each other.
In fact, god-demon wars involving all the deities and all the demons in the Void and swept through the entire Void would break out every once in a while.
Thus, there was nothing that strange about god-demon wars. What the Dark Demonic Dragon was concerned about was what these god-demon wars left behind, such as their dead bodies, their weapons, their divine cores, their riches...
All of these were things to be coveted!
“Looks like there’s a need for me to make a trip to Heaven’s Vault Continent!”
An unusual glint flashed in the Dark Demonic Dragon’s eyes. It was no big deal, even if it ended up making a wasted trip anyway. It was nothing more than just wasting some time that it could’ve spent sleeping instead.
On the other hand, it would strike gold if it really did discover anything exceptional in Heaven’s Vault Continent.
The moment the thought occurred to it, the Dark Demonic Dragon transformed into its human form and exited the cave.
“Baker, assemble the remaining Demon Lords and Great Demon Lords. They are to follow me to Heaven’s Vault Continent. We shall exterminate those goddamn human deities and flatten that low-end material plane!”
“As per the Grandmaster’s orders!”
Overjoyed, Baker quickly went to assemble the demons.
Before long, all the other Demon Lords and Great Demon Lords under the Dark Demonic Dragon’s command assembled and, under the Dark Demonic Dragon’s lead, headed toward the Camor Plateaus where the teleportation magic circle leading to Heaven’s Vault Continent was.
The demons moved very quickly. Before long, they had arrived at the Camor Plateaus. Unexpectedly, just as they arrived at the teleportation magic circle, the magic circle showed signs of fluctuations, and then Meng Lei and the others appeared within.
“Eh?”
Both parties were slightly taken aback as their eyes met. Evidently, neither had expected to run into each other.
Baker, who was among the demon masses, was the first to regain his senses. It glared at Meng Lei and shouted, “Damned human demon, to think you actually dare to make your way here!”
“Who are you?”
Meng Lei stared at Baker, somewhat weirded out. He could swear that he had never seen that guy before.
“Damned human deity, have you already forgotten that you killed one of my demonic incarnations?”
Baker gnashed its teeth in a fury, hatred filling its eyes.
“I don’t remember.”
Meng Lei waved lightly, his gaze sweeping across the demons one by one before finally stopping at Cyrus, the Dark Demonic Dragon.
Among the dozens of demons present, Cyrus gave off the strongest demonic might. Much like the blazing sun in the sky, it couldn’t get any more obvious.
In comparison, while the Demon Lords and Great Demon Lords boasted large numbers, they were just like stars in the sky. How could they possibly outshine the blazing sun?
Cyrus also stared at Meng Lei and the others, a look of disbelief flitting across his eyes.
“No wonder Baker and Anton weren’t a match for all of you. You’re certainly not that inferior!”
“So, you’re Cyrus the Demon God?” asked a leisurely and smiling Meng Lei.
“How dare a tiny little lesser deity utter Lord Demon God’s name!”
A Great Demon Lord covered in blood-red armor and with ram horns on its head glared at Meng Lei. The aura around it churned and surged
