Chapter 1952 Blood Calamity and Demon Tribulation (4)
The three major forces were either active or passive, but at least they all took a positive attitude and regarded this bloody disaster as the primary problem to solve.
The Fierce Eye Demon Kingdom made a completely opposite decision.
"What are you talking about, that Qing Xueyi wants to retreat? Does he regard my order as fart!"
The Demon Lord, who was sitting high on the throne, pointed at Lord Disha and cursed angrily.
Disha Zun was also one of the top two at this moment, and said cautiously:
"My Lord, the erosion of the original demonic energy outside is getting stronger and stronger, and some ugly beasts condensed by the demonic energy have launched raids on several small towns and villages in our territory.
More and more demons are being infected and become demon slaves. The most important thing to do now is to block this demonic disaster, rather than..."
As a result, before he could finish his words, he was interrupted forcefully by the Demon Lord:
"With the loss of several small towns and villages, do you want me to take back my order?
I will never avenge my beloved concubines! What will the people of the world think of me!
The original demonic energy is indeed terrifying, but because it covers the entire demon world, the degree of harm is reduced a lot.
Those infected demon slaves are either mentally unstable or have low strength. No matter how many of these wastes die, it will have no impact on our Fierce Eye Demon Kingdom!
Besides, they fight with each other on weekdays, so more people die because of this!"
"This...this..." Lord Disha looked a little hesitant. He wanted to make it clear that there was a fundamental difference between death in a fight and death after becoming a demon slave.
The former is a common occurrence in the demon world, but the latter is spreading a kind of despair.
At least for demon warriors, they would rather die on the battlefield than become a beast that only knows killing before death, and there is a high probability that they will die at the hands of their companions in the end.
This is a great psychological torture for themselves and their companions.
And Disha Zun knew very well that these words were in vain if he told the Demon Lord. If the Demon Master was still there in the past, he might be able to persuade the Demon Lord a few words.
No, after the Demon Lord’s harem was slaughtered and one of his stupid sons died, it seems that if there are ten magicians who stand up to dissuade them, they will all be slapped out by the Demon Lord.
At this moment, Disha Zun looked at his increasingly impatient expression and his faintly stretched out right hand, and said quickly:
"My lord, I will inform Qing Xueyi right now and ask him to continue attacking the Great Dream Demon Kingdom. No matter what happens, he will never give up on this goal."
Seeing this, the Demon Lord's gloomy face recovered a little, and he held his chin with his right hand and said:
"This spread of primitive demonic energy is also an excellent opportunity for our army.
Lord Disha, you must understand the significance of this battle to our Fierce Eye Demon Kingdom and to me.
That's it, I don't want to hear anyone coming to persuade me to retreat, so you arrange a few guards to guard the gate of the palace, and blast out all ministers who are ready to come to advise me on this matter!"
Disha Zun nodded, bowed, and left the hall in a somewhat embarrassed manner.
As for the Demon Lord sitting on the throne, the anger hidden in his eyes gradually faded away, and his disdainful snort echoed in the empty hall.
"Huan Cangyuan, you are very lucky, and you happened to encounter the outbreak of the Ten Thousand Demons Abyss.
But it’s a pity that I won’t give you a chance, nor will I give you enough time.”
Then his expression turned gloomy again. Although he felt sorry for the death of those concubines, he didn't take it to heart very much. After all, those beauties were just playthings to him.
For a demon lord who has an inexhaustible kingdom of toys, there are as many of these toys as he wants.
The key to making him angry was that his behavior with the other party was equivalent to a slap in the face of his demon lord.
But compared to that, he was even more angry that the other party had looted his treasure house and took away something that, to him, could be said to be only inferior to his own life.
This is what he wants to get back at all costs, even sacrificing most of the demon people of the Fierce Eye Demon Kingdom!
A hundred miles outside the imperial city, Qing Xueyi, who used his military strength to resist the erosion of the original demonic energy, received the order from the demon lord.
His first reaction was to be stunned.
Although he has always known that his master's brain is not very good, and he always does things one after another.
But he understands the current situation better. Even a fool should know how stupid it is to send troops under such circumstances.
But the Demon Lord just did this.
The words conveyed by Disha Zun further amplified the Demon Lord's determination several times. It seemed that if you don't send troops, you will wipe your neck with the soldiers under your command.
Seeing this, Qing Xueyi could only bite the bullet and set off with the vanguard.
Along the way, he also saw some small towns and villages that had been destroyed by the blood disaster, but the larger cities were fine.
Judging from the current erosion level of the original demonic energy and the siege intensity of the original monsters, a certain degree of safety can still be guaranteed.
At the same time, he also led the army to kill all the primitive monsters encountered along the way.
But what followed immediately was the Demon Lord's death order.
Let him not waste time on the road. If within ten days, the vanguard army he leads has not reached the border between the Great Dream Demon Kingdom and the Evil Eye Demon Kingdom.
Then he, the leader of the vanguard army, will be executed by military law.
After receiving the order, Qing Xueyi sighed and led his army to speed up, not caring about the primitive monsters along the way.
Xuan Zhan, with his life behind his back, looked curiously at this small, desolate, but extremely harmonious little village.
Along the way, they also encountered some primitive monsters and corrupted monster slaves.
As a result, before he could take action, the young man who was leading the way glanced at him and everything disappeared into thin air.
At the same time, Xuan Zhan also saw the impact of this blood disaster on the entire demon world, with killings everywhere, an increasingly chaotic environment, and the ubiquitous smell of blood.
As someone who knew part of the plan, he also vaguely guessed something, but the more he knew about some things, the more he had to pretend not to know.
Especially after witnessing the end of Muhuang Buddhist Temple, his heart felt faintly dead, and he no longer had the kindness and respect for life that a monk who had been taught Buddhist concepts since childhood had.
Most of it is just a moment of indifference.
It would not be an exaggeration to say that Xuan Zhan is now a walking corpse, and the path of Buddha and Demon in the past has no value in continuing.
Originally, he placed his hope on Ming Moxuan, because the other party seemed to have figured out the direction he should look for next. As a result, he hoped that he would faint and he didn't know how long it would take to wake up.
Then he sighed quietly and silently followed the young man carrying the long knife.
And suddenly a somewhat familiar voice sounded in his ears.
"Hey, are you Xuan Zhan? Buddha and Demon Xuan Zhan?"