Chapter 686 - Prince of Demons

Chapter 686: Prince of Demons
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An illusionary but deep wound lay on the abdomen of the Prince of Demons, tearing and cutting its scales, ‘muscles’ and bones, resulting in a huge loss of black, corrosive blood. The internal organs that were wriggling all the time inside like little demons were presented before Lucien.
Screaming in a voice that shocked the whole demiplane, the Prince of Demons suddenly opened its mouth and spat out a human-shaped object that was enshrouded in mucus. It had the unique horns of demons and was spreading out the terrifying air of top legendary. Only the intangible vibe was enough to cause cracks, where the rivers of lava could be seen, on the Scarlet Plain.
The demon had such a form?
It would not reveal its true self without being greatly damaged?
Whatever the situation was, it was too late.



Eternal Blaze!

As Lucien extended his left hand, unimaginably scorching and dazzling brilliance suddenly burst out from the wound at the abdomen of the Prince of Demons, as if ten thousand suns had arrived at the same time!
Malfurion couldn’t help but shut his eyes despite the protection of his green staff. He suspected that his eyes would’ve been blinded if he hadn’t cast additional defense on himself.
Raising the Shield of Truth, Natasha closed her eyes. Without the blockage of the abyssal gap, she did not dare to gaze at the momentary glare when ‘Eternal Blaze’ was performed, either!
Vague, illusionary ripples spread from the Shield of Truth and completely separated her from the real world, placing her in an intangible world.
Having lost most of the magic items and effects, the human-faced goat head of the Sovereign of Blood stuck out its snake-like crimson tongue to resist the scourge of the silver sword together with the two giant swords. However, since the Prince of Demons controlled the Sovereign of Blood, it could not receive the feedback and enhancement of the demiplane. The tongue and the giant swords cracked one bit after another, and the illusionary gaps began to spread towards its body.

Idiot, work harder!
In their mind, it roared at the other head.
The dog head was about to perform abilities, when it suddenly noticed the glare. Therefore, he subconsciously looked at its ‘liege’, only to be dazzled by the burning, terrifying brilliance.

My eyes!
The dog head screamed.
Then, it felt infinite, pure light surging over with an extremely horrifying temperature, drowning everything.



NOOOOOOOO!

The abdomen of the Prince of Demons was entirely vaporized. The bursting light and the super high temperature that could melt everything swallowed the mucus-covered person, as well as its tail and its head.
A brilliant sun rose in the sky, driving away the darkness and overshadowing the original darkness.
Then, the energy storm that equaled the outburst of too many volcanoes erupting swept out, destroying everything on the way. The forest was destroyed, the altar was destroyed, the array of rocks were destroyed, and the Fortress of Flesh far away began to break and collapse as if it had been through a horrifying earthquake.
The scorching energy storm destroyed everything and ignited anything inflammable on the plain.
Demons were torn to pieces. Flames of various colors were raised on their bodies.
BOOM!
After the light, the deafening explosion finally broke out like thunder. The whole demiplane of ‘Scarlet Plain’ shook violently, as if it were the end of the world.
In the sky, a rolling mushroom cloud rose, whose circular, weird head gave an astounding feeling and the beauty of destruction. It drew a perfect conclusion to the previous explosion and left a symbol that was worth remembering.
Looking at the gigantic circle of clouds, Malfurion finally understood why ‘Eternal Blaze’ was regarded as the spell of purest violence. Natasha, on the other hand, wondered when her damage could reach such a level.


Crack, crack, crack. Pieces of bodies hit the ground mixed with blackened scales and dark blood. However, without the terrifying ability of recovery of the Demon Lord, they were nothing more than lifeless remains.
Lucien pushed his monocle and looked at the mushroom cloud. The Prince of Demons’ enormous body had been shattered. However, there was an extremely weird and chaotic black hole at its center, from which one could see a pond that was bubbling nonstop.
The darkness in the hole faded, and the scene inside became clear. It was an ocean of green light where white bubbles were popping nonstop. There were reefs and islands on the ocean, but they were all dissolving because of the spreading scarlet space around it.

The Abyssal Stomach and the Ocean of Acids…
The names that Lucien said in a low voice was exactly the title of the abyss of that level and the real home field of the Prince of Demons. It would be close to a demigod when fighting there.
It seems that the previous attack didn’t finish the demon…

Lucien was not regretful. After all, he was only a level-three legend, and he hadn’t prepared any materials in advance. Besides, the battlefield was the abyss.Read more chapter on vipnovel.com
White bubbles surfaced on the ocean of ‘Abyssal Stomach’. A dark, gloomy castle could be vaguely seen from down below. That was the palace of the Prince of Demons.
The bubbles became more and more intense. Suddenly, a baboon face appeared and looked at Lucien through the window of the two demiplanes that hadn’t vanished yet. With utmost hatred, the demon declared:

Mortal, you are going to pay for this!

It sounded weak obviously, which was utterly understandable. Having been ambushed by Arrow of Nature, and since ‘Eternal Blaze’ broke out inside its body, the demon had almost completely perished.
However, even though it did manage to escape in the end, it had to abandon its body to be reborn with the demon core that it deployed in the palace earlier.


When the Prince of Demons just finished its sentence, Lucien suddenly bulged his eyes, because he saw a shadow emerging from the underwater castle and enshrouding it quickly!
The dark shadow, like a carnivorous flower that was digesting food, wriggled, expanded and fluctuated.

Who is it?


Gonheim, what are you doing?


Leave me alone!


I’m going to kill you…

The evil and chaotic voice of the Prince of Demons came from the dark shadow, but it was weaker and weaker.

Gonheim? The Demogorgon of Darkness?
Malfurion realized something after hearing the name.
Lucien and Natasha also knew what Gonheim was doing even though they hadn’t figured out what the elvish queen was up to!
It was advancing with the best way of evolution for demons: to win the happiness of abyss by swallowing the Prince of Demons!


Subconsciously, Lucien stepped forward and planned to stop it. It wouldn’t matter if any other demon were to become ‘Prince of Demons’, a top legend, because there was no difference between them, but ‘Demogorgon of Darkness’ and ‘Lord of Spectres’ were the worst candidates, because they were very like devils in that they could suppress their nature of killing and they were capable of drafting and carrying out complicated schemes.

NOOOOOOOO!

The Prince of Demons suddenly burst out a miserable cry, before its voice came to an abrupt end.
Bubbles suddenly increased in the Ocean of Acids, as if it had been boiled. The wriggling red space around was suddenly frozen, and it was connected to a dark, cold glacier.
On the glacier was a high, dark castle that was frozen in ice.
The castle suddenly became blurred, revealing a black throne whose back was against Lucien. It could be vaguely seen that somebody tall was ensconced on it.
The sky in the Scarlet Plain, the Seething Ocean, the Skeleton Land, the Castle of Hypocrisies and other planes suddenly dimmed. The sun was gone, and darkness emerged. Rain of void poured from the sky.
Roars that were filled with the desire of slaughter resonated throughout the abyss, like a melody that was composed with the Dark Dialect.
The demons lower than lords fell on their knees, even including the spectres created by Apsis, the Lord of Spectres.
The Will of Abyss was expressing his happiness for betrayal, slaughter, swallowing and mayhem!
……
Inside the cave, the magic circle was gone, and so was the projection of the elvish queen and Lankshear.
After the dark figurine was penetrated by Arrow of Nature, Ferragond immediately claimed overwhelming advantages in the battle against the projection of devils in his body. He soon banished it and began to treat his wounds. For some reason, he suddenly recalled the conversation between the queen and Lankshear just now.

Why did my plan fail? How did you learn it…
Before the transformation was completed, Lankshear was still asking regretfully.
Aglaea, the elvish queen, sighed.
The Prince of Demons was never a specialist who was good at making and carrying out plans. Where did your scheme come from?


The Demogorgon of Darkness betrayed the Prince of Demons. Does he not fear that he will be killed by the infuriated Prince of Demons with other Demon Lords?
Lankshear seemed to have understood something.
Aglaea shook her head.
As I said, this is a world of competitions, where top legends strive to become demigods and the other legends risk to be top legends. For Gonheim, this is the most dangerous but also the best opportunity. This time, he will either die or swallow the Prince of Demons!


Perhaps, the demise of a top legend will be the real harbinger of the world of competitions…

Ferragond calmed down and thought to himself.
Although Her Majesty has completed the status transformation, I’m afraid that there’s still a long way to go before she reaches the level of demigod… I do hope that she can succeed in the end…

……
The Ocean of Acids became cold, with a shallow layer of ice on the top, whereas the glacier beyond the Frozen Fortress embraced acidic rivers.
The two demiplanes were superposed and melted in such a way!
Deep darkness surged below the throne, and the terrifying air suddenly burst out, marching from level one, level two, level three all the way to the peak of legendary!
In the songs of submission, the throne was turned around. Sitting on the throne was a handsome male, who was wearing a black tailcoat and had icy long hair. His skin was fairly dark. Except for the pair of tiny black demonic horns on his forehead, he looked no different from human beings.
His eyes were black at first, before they changed into different colors which replaced one another.
Gonheim, the Demogorgon of Darkness, looked at Lucien, Natasha and Malfurion, as well as the damaged altar, with such air. Then, he rose from the throne and bowed with a mocking smile, pressing his chest with his right hand:

Thank you for your help.

It was the new ‘Prince of Demons’!