There was a looming blue spiritual fire floating in the dark lobby. It was eerily quiet, and only a terrifying hissing sound could be heard coming from the darkness.
"Oh! No, no! That's a trap! You can't find such a low-level trap? Oops! Why is there just one hanging? Give him support magic, mage! No! What are you doing, brave? Use Kong Lie Zhankai at this time,
Yes! Oops! Look, I hurt my companion."
A handsome man wearing a black dress with two jet-black horns on his head was sitting on an exaggerated throne, looking nervously at the crystal ball in his hand. Suddenly, he noticed something and slowly looked forward.
Um?
Who am I, you ask?
Slowly put down the crystal ball~
Since you asked sincerely, I will tell you with great mercy, I am Richard Krause! The 250th Demon King of the Destruction Empire, the king who occupies 90% of the territory of this planet, has been conquered by everyone in the world.
The strongest demon king whom the race respects as the Demon God of Despair!
Well, I am 777 years old, single, and currently feeling distressed because the hero is too weak to kill me.
Uh-huh~
I think you may be curious about why I am troubled by this strange problem, so I will tell you mercifully.
"Look!"
Demon King Charlie pointed to one side of the lobby, and suddenly a fire elf appeared in the empty place, lighting up one side of the lobby, and the walls were covered with several large heads.
From left to right, there are people with horns on their heads, cold expressions, and similar looks to Charlie.
This is my great-grandfather, a very upright demon king. When he was 233 years old, he died under the sword of the legendary brave Lantian.
This is my grandfather, a ruthless demon king. When he was 233 years old, he was eliminated by the Three Swordsmen of the Apocalypse.
This is my father, the famous World-Destroying Demon King. When he was 233 years old, he was sealed by the Seven Heroes of God.
That's right, our demon king family has been dying at the hands of brave men for generations. This is the fate of our demon kings. The souls of demon kings who die at the hands of brave men can be purified, fly to heaven, and become the next generation of gods.
However!
I, Richard Krause, the 250th generation Demon King, have never been defeated by a brave man because I am too strong, and I have accidentally ruled the entire world.
"Ahhh! I don't want to do this either!"
Richard grabbed his hair frantically. He is 777 years old this year. If no brave man can defeat him, his soul will only stay on this planet forever.
"No~ want~ ah~"
The demon king's screams echoed in the hall.
Why is immortality bad? Haha, I, the Demon King, Charles, can tell you with confidence that indeed, the immortal body is indeed very good, and since he has no natural enemies, he can do whatever he wants. And as a Demon King, he has no moral constraints.
, no matter what bad things he does, it is natural, so in these more than seven hundred years, he has experienced the joy of all, all, all, all things.
Now, he is just an unqualified devil who wants to die but cannot die~
"ah!"
Richard hugged his head and cried. He was the most powerful and the most defeated among more than two hundred generations of demon kings. If he was not defeated by a brave man, his ancestors would definitely despise him as an unworthy descendant.
In order to avoid this from happening, Demon King Richard thought of a good way, that is, to produce brave men himself and guide the brave men to defeat him! Why produce them by himself? It is still due to the fact that the quality of the brave men has been getting lower and lower in the past four hundred years.
, the first brave man could at least force him to change into the second demon king form, but the later brave men couldn't even defeat the first human form, ugh~ it's really hard to describe.
He was also aware of this problem and wondered if the bloodline of the brave men had become weaker, so instead of killing the brave men, he defeated them and personally sent them back to their hometowns, just to train them to become stronger brave men.
However!
What the Demon King Richard did not expect was that after witnessing his overwhelming power, these brave men who were released by him actually lost their fighting spirit and went home to farm peacefully, becoming completely ordinary people.
Hey~
So he had no choice but to take action himself and train the brave men himself.
Richard returned to his original expression, and he took out the crystal ball. It was like a mobile phone screen, showing scenes of brave battles.
"Come on! Brave!"
Demon King Richard had a red strip of cloth tied on his head at some point and said to the crystal ball. The brave man in the image is his 172nd disciple, the one he is most optimistic about, and the most talented one.
"Come on, hero! You can do it!"
Seeing the brave man's firm eyes and heroic posture, Demon King Richard was moved to tears.
Finally, a brave man was able to defeat the final boss level.
Ah? Boss level?
Oh, this, in order to train the brave, Demon King Richard took great pains. In order to prevent the brave from being killed by high-level monsters in the early stage, he expelled all kinds of powerful monsters away from humans, and based on the strength of the brave,
The corresponding monsters are arranged so that the brave can defeat monsters and become stronger.
Well, in layman's terms, it means sending your subordinates there to give you experience.
Don't laugh! This is not an easy task. Richard messed up many times. He often misjudged the hero's strength and sent out slightly stronger monsters, which actually killed the hero.
Hey, that feeling is as uncomfortable as if the daughter you have raised for a hundred years suddenly ran away.
In order to avoid this situation from happening, Richard used a second method, which was to protect the brave man 24 hours a day. How did he do it? That's simple. There is nothing that the devil Richard can't do. He only needs to
Take another body, remove the horns and tail, and disguise yourself as a human.
Moreover, this method has another advantage, that is, the clone can directly serve as the master of the brave, teaching them how to fight, reminding them of the various weaknesses of monsters, and pretending to casually tell them all of their weaknesses along the way.
However, even so, it is still difficult for a brave man to reach the last step. Even with his encouragement, most brave men have given up their journey without even seeing the Demon King's gate, and even the four major demon generals.
"Hey, today's brave men are too pampered."
Demon King Richard sighed and shook his head. In the crystal ball, his clone, an old man in a white robe, was busy casting healing magic, strengthening magic, pain relief magic, fatigue elimination magic, and boosting morale on the brave group.
Wait for support magic.
Not only that, his clone also had to ensure food along the way.
Yes, the protagonist and his group, without his clones, don’t even have food to eat. They can’t do anything except beating monsters. When their clothes are torn, the clones help them sew them. When they are injured, they have to help them heal. Cry.
You have to comfort them and encourage them along the way.
Moreover, the equipment and weapons were secretly made by clones and hidden in places with monsters. Miraculously, they did not question why the monsters had equipment they did not need.
Why.
Demon King Richard sighed again. How could he be the Demon King? He was obviously the nanny of the brave man!