There was an explosion in the official office. Why was this half-horse clan, the most unlikely to obey, the first one to kneel down?
The leader of the Lizard Tribe on the side couldn't stand it and cursed: "Hmph! I thought you half-horse tribe were the most ambitious! I didn't expect you are just a bunch of villains who are greedy for life and afraid of death!"
"Hey!! Our chicken clan will never give in!"
The leader of the Chicken Clan relied on his large mulberry gate to make his voice heard among the many noises. However, the Half Horse Clan did not take it seriously. The Demon King sighed slightly, raised his hand and patted the armrest.
Bang!
A huge sound burst out with a terrifying magic power, and instantly the entire lobby was filled with suffocating magic power. The noisy sound disappeared instantly, and all the demons stared wide-eyed, not daring to act rashly.
"I'm not forcing you to obey me. This is just a deal. If you don't want to, the door is right there and no one will stop you."
The Demon King's voice clearly reached the ears of every demon clan, but they did not turn around and leave. Instead, they all stood there, not knowing what they were waiting for.
Maybe they were afraid of being attacked by the heavily armed Kotu tribe as soon as they walked out of the gate, or maybe it was because... they couldn't go back empty-handed, there were still many hungry tribesmen waiting for them to go back.
After seeing everyone calm down, the Demon King slightly curved his lips and glanced at them.
Unfortunately, they have no choice at all, either obey or be exterminated. The only two options before them are these.
However, at this moment, the half-horse clan leader suddenly said: "Sir Richard, can you let me say a few words?"
Hearing this, the Demon King was a little surprised. What did he want to say?
"Say it."
The Demon King raised his hand, but his expression remained unchanged, as if it didn't matter.
The half-horse clan leader nodded, and then turned around while stepping on the clattering wooden floor. It glanced at everyone. The clan leaders looked at it with anger and complaint, as if they were looking at a person.
Like a traitor.
It stood on the high platform with a serious expression, and listened to it say: "Everyone, I know what you are thinking, but now please calm down and listen to me explain why we, the half-horse tribe, are willing to obey this new master.
"
As it spoke, it stretched out its hand, put it in front of itself, and said: "We, the Half-Malan people, have lived in the Ufa Forest for thousands of years. We have been recording the history of the forest as observers, and the history of the past dynasties.
The master of the Ufa Forest. From the original Crocodile King to the Pig King in the previous generation, the races that rule this forest will definitely squeeze other demon races."
Hearing this, all the demons in the audience looked at each other. Isn't this normal for them? If they were allowed to become the masters of the Ufa Forest, they would do the same thing. This is the way of survival of the demons.
Under hierarchical rule, the weak should be exploited by the strong.
What exactly does the leader of the Centaur tribe want to say?
Just listen to it continue: "However, in the past six months, I have seen a miracle, an incredible thing that has never happened before."
As it spoke, it stretched out its hand and pointed at the rabbits around, and everyone's eyes followed the direction it pointed.
"Look, this is a miracle. The weakest race in the Ufa Forest is now so prosperous! None of the demons here can fight against it. You know, half a year ago, this was the weakest race in the forest.
In a barren place, there are no swamps rich in fish, no mountains full of fruit trees, and no fresh grasslands to attract countless herbivores."
As he said that, all the clan leaders in the audience lowered their heads. They all had their own resources more or less, but the Ketu clan was the poorest race and was looked down upon by them.
"However, today, the Ketu tribe has more food than we can even imagine. These huge changes are all because of an outside demon master."
With that said, the half-horse clan leader looked at the demon king and said respectfully: "You are the only king I have ever seen who brings wealth to the weak. I believe you can lead us out of the Ufa Forest. We half-horses
The clan is willing to hand over its destiny to you, King of Ufa."
With that said, it knelt down.
At the same time, all the centaurs in the lobby knelt down. This remark surprised the Demon King. He didn't expect that someone would help him speak. He really didn't expect it.
"Very good, sign the contract here, and you can get as much grain as you want."
The Demon King said, and under the gaze of everyone, the half-horse clan leader stepped forward and pressed his fingerprint on the parchment. Suddenly, a black crescent mark appeared on the backs of all the half-horse clan.
Soul contract!
In other words, from now on, the half-horse race cannot disobey the Demon King, they can only obey his orders.
The leader of the half-horse tribe stood up, and the Ketu tribe in a row held stacks of woven bags and asked them to pack wheat by themselves.
The half-horse tribe came to the granary excitedly. The mountains of wheat seemed to be inexhaustible. They filled bags one after another and placed them on their backs. Each man and horse packed four or five bags of wheat, and in front of everyone
Returned with a full face.
The other tribesmen were both envious and afraid of being deceived. Looking at this hill of wheat, they couldn't help but swallow their saliva. In the end, some people couldn't help but took a gamble.
"We Kobolds are willing to obey you!"
The kobolds stood up, signed, and after receiving permission, they opened their smiles and greedily packed the wheat. However, they were not as good at humping things as the half-horses, and the wheat they received was not even half that of the half-horses.
In the end, more and more races couldn't help but stepped forward to sign. However, at this moment, the Chicken Race suddenly shouted: "Wait! Don't be fooled! This is the territory of the Demon King of the Underworld, and the Pig King is it."
Under his subordinates, if the Demon King of Hell knows that the Pig King is dead, he will definitely send someone over! By then, the people you signed will be used as cannon fodder for this so-called new master!"
When the demons who signed the contract heard these words, their faces turned pale with fright.
"Yes! What should we do then?"
"This is a trap! You want to use food to make us die for you!"
The demons retreated one after another. They gathered together to form a battle line, and actually looked at the demon king with hostile eyes.
"Hahaha!!"
However, what surprised them was that the devil suddenly laughed, and his laughter was so terrifying.
"You! Why are you laughing?"
The leader of the chicken clan asked stutteringly, fearing that one of them would be killed by the other party if he was not careful.
The Demon King's smile suddenly stopped and was replaced by a look full of ambition.
"Demon King of Hell? I thought who you were talking about. Unfortunately, it can't send people to deal with me, because it won't survive this winter..."
Hearing this, all the clan leaders and demons widened their eyes.
"The Demon King of Hades will not survive this winter?!"