? A new day ushered in the blood-red sun. The once beautiful and prosperous city had turned into ruins. These ruins were the traces left behind by the demon king's attack.
The beautiful houses in the past had turned into embers with residual heat, and the flat and clean streets were scattered with debris, splattered with the blood of innocent victims.
Wisps of black smoke rose from the empty streets, and the pungent smell of burning filled the silent city. What welcomed the elites of the Celestial Army who came from the upper echelons to investigate was this vivid painting depicting the end of the world.
There was no doubt that this was the outcome of the lower-class community facing the most terrifying natural disaster of the Sandbox Court.
No matter how brave a person was, after seeing the tragic state here, they would also feel an indescribable fear of the Demon King.
"Heavens, this is a disaster…How tragic!”
The Heavenly Army was deeply shocked by the scene before them. It was not the first time they had seen the scene of the Demon King's rampage, but the tragic scene here was still shocking.
The city had been burned to the ground. It was likely that no clues would be found even if they investigated it now.
As for helping them take revenge, there was another reason why the Demon King was called a natural disaster. If they encountered the Demon King's destruction, they could only blame their own bad luck. Have you ever seen anyone take revenge on the earth or the sea for the victims of earthquakes and tsunamis?
"Eh, this is strange. Why are there so few corpses?”
One of the members of the Heavenly Army who came to investigate muttered in puzzlement.
Although his voice was soft, how could a person who could become part of the Heavenly Army be an ordinary person?
This question was like a thunderclap exploding in their minds.
After careful observation, they found that the number of corpses was not just a small number. There were almost no corpses left. There was also another point. The remaining corpses were basically broken pieces that could not be seen. So far, no complete corpses had been found.
At this moment, a cold light slashed down from the sky. The sharp edge forced the heavenly army to retreat and dodge.
"Hehe, attacking without saying anything. What a rude fellow. At least report your name first.。”
He held the sickle in his hand and slowly descended from the sky, blocking the way between the two armies.
"You, are you a Seraph?"
Yi Zuer's feather of light was extremely dazzling, and even the Heaven Army was shocked. If they were really the seraphim of the myths, their spiritual personalities could even be compared to their leader, Sakra.
Although it was a heavenly army, if they were to fight against a god of Sakra's level, they would probably be tortured to death.
"Ah, I'm thinking, what drove you here…Is it ignorance?”
Yi Zuer neither confirmed nor denied it, but his reaction was even more frightening.
Suddenly, a sharp-eyed member of the Heavenly Army noticed that the ground beneath Yizur's feet was being eroded, and the area was still expanding. Plants withered, rivers dried up, and even the soil lost the power to nurture new life.
"Look at his feet, the earth is dying.”
The ultimate light can only bring death to all things
" Damn it, everyone scatter and run. Inform the gods and buddhas in the upper echelons. Tell them..."
Before the leader of the Heavenly Army could finish his sentence, Yi Zuer used his ice power to turn into a sickle and hooked it around his neck. He pulled hard, and his head, which was stained with human blood, rolled down. He didn't have the chance to say anything else.
The members of the Heavenly Army were shocked and furious when they saw their leader's head being cut off and his headless body spurting out a stream of blood.
"Captain! Retreat immediately!"
The vice-captain of the Heavenly Army raised his sword and slashed at Yi Zuer. He knew that someone had to sacrifice themselves to delay the other party. Otherwise, no one could escape.
However, Yizur did not seem to care about this at all. He raised his hand to block the vice-captain's sword with his Holy Sword and cut the other party in half.
However, this vice-captain of the Heavenly Army was indeed very persistent. Even if he was cut in half at the waist, he would not die for a while. He endured the immense pain and grabbed the Death God's cloak.
He knew that he would die, but he still fought for his companion's life. This person was a true hero.
Touched by the other party's boldness, Yi Zuer did not let go of his hand out of respect for the hero. Instead, he stood quietly and let the heavenly army leave.
"Thank you…"
The vice-captain, who was holding his breath, saw that all his companions had left. He looked at the God of Death gratefully and breathed his last breath in peace.
He knew very well that if Yizur wanted to chase after him, he could have chopped off his arm. However, he did not do so. Instead, he acquiesced to his last wish.
No matter what Yi Zuer had done, this alone was worthy of his thanks.
The game had its charm, and the demon king had its spirit.
So what if they were spared?
After chasing away the heavenly army, the reputation of the Burning Hell spread throughout the chest courtyard.
A demon king that even the heavenly army couldn't take down was a true calamity level existence. Even among the higher-ups of the Box Court, there were not many Demon Kings of this level.
Once they met, it would be over.
The weaker members of the community prayed to the gods and prayed that they would not encounter this terrifying demon king one day. As for the elites, they rubbed their fists and prepared to form a team to kill the BOSS.
However, there were quite a number of demon kings who had formed an alliance with the Burning Hell.
The temporary stronghold of Burning Hell.
"Yi Zuer, you shouldn't have let those heavenly troops go. Look, no one is coming now. I'm so bored.”
Lying on the sofa, Diablo was playing with a crystal cup.
The clothes that emitted a magnificent obsidian-like radiance were wrinkled together, complaining about the owner's laziness.
In front of him was an apologetic Yizuer, but his hands kept writing and drawing.
EnDiablo didn't know how the faceless Yizur managed to make an apologetic expression.
"I'm sorry, King Diablo, this is my negligence. However, if you are really bored, Lord Lucifer of the Seven Sins Hell would like to invite you to a party."
Izel took out an invitation letter from the pile of documents and handed it to Diablo.
The meaning he wanted to express was obvious.
By the way, all the matters in the Burning Hell were handled by Yizur.
"Sigh, that's really not bad."
Diablo held the crystal cup against the sharp blade that was reaching for his neck.
"You think so too, little mouse!”
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