291: Demon Red, Demon King

An indescribable aura of dominance emanated from Demon Cheng, a product of the abyss's magic combined with endless wildness.

The other one was Demon Red.

Name: Demon Red

Planet: Demon Star

Race: Demon Race

Aptitude: Rare

Realm: Spirit General Tenth Stage

Cultivation Method: Demon Person Tome (Epic)

Spirit Skills: Demonic Qi Impact (Rare), Demonic Arrow Shot (Advanced Grade), Demonic Person Rage (Rare)

Demon Red, a general of his race, possessed a physique as imposing as a mountain, with full and powerful muscles. His skin was deep red, as if burning with a fierce fire, emanating a scorching aura. A head of red hair swirled and danced atop his head like flames, showcasing his untamed personality.

Demon Red's eyes were as crimson as molten lava, his gaze sharp as a blade, seemingly capable of piercing through all falsehoods and lies. His nose bridge was high, and a sneer hung at the corner of his mouth, making him awe-inspiring.

He wore a crimson battle armor, inlaid with fiery red gems that glittered with a scorching red light. The edges of the armor were carved with flame patterns, as if fierce fire was burning. On the battlefield, Demon Red wielded a massive crimson battle-axe, each chop carrying ferocious flames, making him a terrifying sight.

A wild aura emanated from Demon Red, a symbol of the abyss's flames and endless power. He was brave and fearless, willing to pay any price to protect his clansmen. Among the Demon Race, Demon Red was a notorious battle maniac, striking fear into the hearts of his enemies.

The last one was the strongest, the Demon King.

Name: Demon King

Planet: Demon Star

Race: Demon Race

Aptitude: Rare

Realm: Spirit King Third Stage

Cultivation Method: Demon Person Tome (Epic)

Spirit Skills: Demonic Qi Impact (Rare), Demonic Light Illumination (Rare), Demonic Cannon (Rare), Demon King State (Epic)

The Demon King, the revered leader of his race, was tall and mighty, like a god descended to the mortal realm. His skin was deep black, smooth and hard like obsidian, exuding a mysterious and noble aura. A cascade of black hair fell naturally, shimmering with a dark luster.

The Demon King's eyes were as deep as an abyss, his gaze cold and sharp, as if he could perceive all illusions in the world. His nose bridge was high, and the corners of his lips were slightly upturned, bearing a confident and majestic smile.

He wore a black royal robe, embroidered with mysterious runes that flowed with vibrant colors. A black crown adorned his head, inlaid with a dazzling black gem that emitted a dark glow. On either side of the crown were sharp black wings, seemingly a symbol of the Demon King.

The Demon King's aura was powerful and majestic, inspiring awe. He held a massive black scepter, inlaid with a shimmering black gem that emitted a dark glow. His words were full of power, making them irresistible. He was the leader of the Demon Race, and also the strongest and most mysterious king among them.

“I didn't expect the humans attacking this time to be so powerful, even able to summon undead warriors from another world, far outnumbering us,” the Demon King said with a serious expression, holding his scepter.

“Adding those three hundred thousand undead warriors, the number of enemy troops our East Gate alone has to face is over six hundred thousand. The difficulty of defending the other city gates is imaginable,” Demon Cheng said with a solemn expression, looking at the dense array of forces in the distance.

“My King, mere humans, no matter how many, are just ants. There's no need for you to personally act. Let me go out alone, and I'll chop them all down,” Demon Red said with a proud expression, holding his battle-axe, looking disdainfully at Yang Qianhun and the others in the distance.

“This time, the enemies are not only numerous but also extraordinarily strong. We must be cautious. How about this, Red, you go and test them first, then we'll decide,” the Demon King ordered directly after a moment of contemplation.

“Alright, thank you, My King. I will not fail my mission. I will surely slay the enemy and boost our army's morale,” he said, and his massive figure leaped down from the city wall.

“Our forces need to be redeployed. Draw some troops from the other three city gates. Otherwise, with a full six hundred thousand enemies, a slight oversight could lead to a complete loss,” the Demon King continued to order Demon Cheng.

“Understood,” Demon Cheng accepted the order and went to arrange the defensive forces of 67th City.

With a bang, Demon Red's figure landed heavily on the ground, creating a large crater.

Instantly, dust flew, and Demon Red's figure slowly emerged from the crater.

He shouted loudly at Yang Qianhun and the others, “You ants on the other side, who dares to fight me? Those not afraid of death, come on!”

Demon Red's voice was full of disdain, and his face was full of an untamed and arrogant expression.

At Yang Qianhun's location.

“He actually delivered himself to us. I didn't expect the Demon King, this city lord guarding the city, to personally come up to the city wall. It seems he's a cautious fellow,” Yang Qianhun said with a calm expression, seeing the figure on the city wall.

Hearing Demon Red's provocative shout from below the city wall, he merely glanced indifferently and continued, “General Zhao, that big red oaf, I'll trouble you to go. His voice is too loud. Just kill him.”

“Your subordinate obeys,” General Zhao Yun said, holding his spear, and with a single step, he had already arrived several hundred meters away.

“You humans are all short and tiny, with thin arms and legs. I'm truly afraid I might accidentally shake you to death,” Demon Red said, holding his battle-axe, walking towards General Zhao Yun and laughing wildly.

In front of the over five-meter-tall Demon Red, General Zhao Yun appeared somewhat small.

“Is that so? Then come and try,” General Zhao Yun took several steps, as if teleporting, and advanced another few hundred meters.

At this point, only a thousand meters separated the two sides, and they would soon meet.

“Then you can die! Demonic Arrow Shot!” Demon Red held his battle-axe, charged forward, and a red light flickered around him.

Four extremely thick red arrows condensed around him, producing sonic booms as they rapidly shot towards General Zhao Yun.

“A mere trick, yet you think to harm me.” Facing the four red arrows shooting towards him, General Zhao Yun thrust his spear straight out, and spiritual power vibrated from the spear tip.

He easily shattered the four red arrows, which turned into red light points and disappeared.

“He actually broke my Demonic Arrow! Human, I underestimated you a little. This strike will surely kill you! Demonic Qi Impact!” Demon Red raised his battle-axe high, red light surging around him, all of it pouring into the battle-axe in the blink of an eye.

He pushed off with his legs, like a red cannonball, charging straight towards General Zhao Yun, shouting loudly, “Die!”

The massive crimson battle-axe cut a red trajectory through the air, carrying a powerful vortex of wind directly towards General Zhao Yun......

“Too slow. It's time to end this.” A cold glint flashed in General Zhao Yun's eyes, and his figure once again disappeared from his original spot......