World of Gods
Chapter 817

Emperor, Stop Pretending

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The Legend Masters watching from the Floating City in the City Lord's Mansion gaped, dumbstruck.

Suye's subordinates stared blankly at the ten Demigods that had completely vanished, their minds in disarray.

Those had been ten whole Demigods!

That power was enough to surround and kill Burning Skull City Lord.

And they were gone in the blink of an eye?

After quite some time, the demon army opposite still had not come to its senses.

What happened? Where were our leaders?

What should we do? Suye looked toward the two-hundred-thousand-strong Monster Army.

"Hand over your soul marks and live. Refuse, and die!"

As soon as Suye finished speaking, Little Medea suddenly expanded, transforming into a forty-meter-long giant red dragon. She flew into the sky, circled overhead, and stared down at the Monster Army.

Even the most insane demons were trembling all over in terror.

Even the stupidest monsters understood now: if this Demon King could kill ten Demigods, he could wipe out this two-hundred-thousand-strong demon army as well! Suye turned to look at the stunned army of Demon Prison City.

The monster deserters stretched for dozens of kilometers, but they had all stopped.

At the very front were the Hell Dwarves, followed by the Myriad Demon Giant Army and the draconic beast corps. Behind them were mixed monsters, while those closest to Suye were the core subordinates who had fled last.

"What are you waiting for?"

The army of Demon Prison City came to its senses as if from a dream. They began walking toward the demon army, then faster, and faster still.

Before long, the monsters of Demon Prison City were overcome with joy.

Then they charged forward, shouting and laughing wildly.

"Roar..."

"Hahaha..."

All kinds of wild roars and laughter spread through the air, venting the crushing depression and

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