Noticing their rampage time was approaching, the city lords poured more spiritual power, as the rapidly increasing number of monsters continued to arrive here. In the siege, Viskasa was exhilarated, showing no signs of impatience, as if he wished the slaughter could continue indefinitely.
The reinforcement speed of the monsters couldn’t keep up with his massacre, and at a certain moment, only a scattered few monsters remained around him.
The buildings surrounding the Holy Light Church Headquarters were almost razed to the ground, and if they continued fighting, the capital might become ruins.
"Boring, you all."
During the intervals while waiting for more monsters, he suddenly took out a crystal ball for communication.
"Begin, I want the most tragic wails of this country."
From the crystal ball came a female voice.
"At your command, our Demon King."
This voice belonged to the Demon Clan’s High Priest, Aurora.
Minutes after Viskasa’s order was issued, an event that swept across Scameroon began.
In a city of Scameroon, people were discussing the beam of light in the distance, a sense of unease spreading among the crowd, yet no one realized the ground beneath their feet had begun to shift.
"Creak... creak..."
The solid ground began to crack slowly.
"Mom, there’s a stranger in the yard!"
The child’s voice caught the mother’s attention, and she charged out holding a spatula, shouting: "Who dares intrude into our yard..."
What came into view was an alien creature emerging from the ground.
The monster, possessing countless features of various creatures, brushed off the dirt from its body and turned to the mother and child with a grin that stretched to its ears.
"Demons!!!"
An unknown number of demons surged from the earth like bamboo shoots after the rain.
This sudden change instantly swept across the entire Scameroon.
Beneath this country’s land, there were only monsters!
The city lords also discovered this anomaly, as new monsters emerged even in the capital.
As soon as these bizarre creatures appeared, they rushed to Viskasa, intending to assist him.
"Scram."
Viskasa’s flat voice immediately made the rushing monsters break out in a cold sweat, prompting them to turn around and run in the opposite direction, continuing their search for living humans to feast on.
"That guy, damn it!" Seeing this scene, Heiniss, who had bad memories of the Demon Clan, was filled with rage.
She controlled her plants to rise from the ground, vines combining different plants to form peculiar plant-men soldiers charging towards Viskasa.
When the number of plant-men surged, Viskasa, who had no interest in beating plants, suddenly spewed intense flames, incinerating them all!
"Hmm?"
Gong Qiying sharply caught onto this, fire-breathing—many creatures could do that, and it wasn’t usually surprising.
But, the aura within this flame was quite familiar to him; he must have sensed it from some adventurers long, long ago...
"Fire God Frey?"
"What are you talking about?" the other city lords asked puzzledly.
Utilizing the Dungeon system’s records, Gong Qiying recalled that flame cultivators who once worshiped the "Old" Fire God used flames with such an aura!
Nowadays, even the Starfire Church followers of Gwyn rarely used the Flame Magic originating from Fire God Frey; it wasn’t easy for him to remember.
Why would Viskasa use flames tainted with Frey’s aura? Could it be...
"Quickly think if there is any divine power associated with elimination, and expand your thoughts, perhaps something related to elimination and darkness!"
"I’ll check, but why?" a follower asked.
"Though it’s just a guess," Gong Qiying boldly hypothesized, "could it be possible that the enemy possesses powers beyond just the Light God?"
"!"
Upon hearing this, the city lords were all shocked, but then their thoughts suddenly cleared, as if the fog had been lifted.
"There are too many gods related to elimination; I can’t be sure!" the follower suddenly exclaimed.
However, at this moment, Viskasa suddenly opened a giant mouth vertically from his throat to his navel, and a shadow shot out from it toward the giant dragon.
"Boom!" A black mushroom cloud rose slowly, turning the dragon into ash.
"This is the effect of the Destruction Mushroom!" Heiniss immediately said, "How does he have a Destruction Mushroom!"
Hearing this, Gong Qiying quickly said to the follower, "Add another filter condition, the ability to reuse eliminated things."
"If that’s the case, then I know one." Red Teeth said:
"The God of Thieves. It is said in legends that he can steal anything belonging to others in the night, and those items become his wealth for free use."
"That matches." The gladiator clapped his hand firmly. "Monsters are part of our Dungeon, so he can steal them when it goes dark!"
Now, they finally understood the source of Viskasa’s abilities.
No matter how that guy got the powers of three gods, for the Dungeon, knowing the source of his abilities means there might be a way to deal with him.
"The most threatening to us is the God of Thieves’ power, and yet we have no way to prevent the descent of night."
"What if he has other powers?"
While the city lords were discussing, Gong Qiying thought of something and said:
"I’m ready to act."
"Now? Are you sure? We haven’t forced all his cards out yet."
"Everyone has done well; the rampaging time should be almost over, this is the end, do me a favor, use your strongest attack on him together."
Though still unclear, the city lords all nodded in agreement.
They pulled out their strongest attacks from their most powerful monsters, and at this moment launched a combined assault on Viskasa.
The sky was growing darker.
Perhaps it’s just illusion, but as the Demon Clan ravaged the land upon emerging, the despair emanated by the millions of people converged into the sky, enveloping the entire country in a massive despair, the air heavy as if solidifying into clay, and even the most piercing screams couldn’t pierce this despair.
The people of Scameroon were like ants trapped under a bowl, with nowhere to escape.
Soaked in such an environment, Viskasa’s body grew more robust and hulking, various abnormal mutation tendencies appearing on him were quickly suppressed by him, and even with the impending attack from the Dungeon, those in the Dungeon were not visible in his eyes.
"The present me has far surpassed the original!"
He spread his large hands forcefully towards the sky, intending to tear off the light of this world in the darkness to steal the Dungeon’s creations again.
"The oldest, strongest Demon King is born at this moment!"
Viskasa tore with force, plunging the entire world into pitch-black darkness!
He exuded confidence, ready to wield the God of Thieves’ power, yet at this moment, he suddenly found that he couldn’t properly wield the power.
Interrupted, unable to unleash the power due to not meeting conditions?
The power conveyed to him that light still existed!
What could continue to emit light in endless darkness?
A glow suddenly shone from behind him.
"Hmm?"
With a furrowed brow, Viskasa slowly turned around, with a transmission of heat accompanied by light reaching him, which he found extremely detestable.
He finally saw what was obstructing his power, and at that moment of realization, he couldn’t help but show a strange confusion and uttered:
"A bonfire?"
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Chapter 1625: 978: The Oldest and Strongest Demon King (4)
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