After the words fell, the Demon Kings standing in the Main Hall were all refreshed.
The air seemed to be stagnant for a moment, and then was stirred by the silently ignited Killing Intent.
In every Twin Demons pupil, the tall and ferocious figure under Throne is reflected... Austin Your Highness is finally taking action!
This Destruction Tyrant, who was known for his iron-blooded ruthlessness on Divine Realm Battlefield, led his troops to break through Human Race's northern defense line three times, killing no fewer than ten Human King with his own hands.
His name is made of Fresh Blood and bones.
His sword once split open the fortress covered by Holy Light, causing God Statue to collapse and make faith tremble.
In the hearts of countless Demon Race, Austin is not only the son of Demon God, but also the embodiment of war and Destruction.
His strength has long been firmly ranked among Peak Demon King, and even...
The threshold of Demon God has been faintly touched.
With him leading the team, King Battle and Demon Race will win!
Kaelthas stared at Eldest Son quietly, his vertical pupils as deep as abyss, showing no emotion.
Time flows in silence, as if even the crackling sound of Demon Fire Burning can be heard clearly.
After a long while, above Throne, a low laugh of unknown meaning finally came.
"Okay."
Demon God's voice was deep and deep, as if coming from deep within the earth.
"With your words, my father... feels at ease."
He suddenly changed the topic, the Scarlet light in his eyes was like blood flowing, and murderous intent suddenly appeared.
"Su Ye This son, beheaded my beloved son and humiliated me Demon Race. His crime deserves death."
Every word fell to the ground like Ice Cone.
"It's a pity... he didn't have the opportunity to come to King Battle in person."
Kaelthas's voice suddenly became cold, like the wind of Jiuyou blowing through the Main Hall.
"But there is his most important person on the battlefield."
"First Heavenly King's granddaughter, Daughter of Light Xiao Qiyue."
"The scheming Strategist, Zhang Xuan beside him."
"Su Family Those so-called masters..."
"There are also those incompetent disciples under First Heavenly King..."
Demon God slowly leaned forward, Demonic Might pressed in all directions like a tide.
"Austin, I want you..."
"On the battlefield, find them one by one..."
"Use the most cruel method to break their limbs, crush their bones, and extract their souls..."
"Let them wail in extreme pain and despair, beg for mercy, and then... die."
His voice became softer and softer, but became colder and colder.
"I want Su Ye to watch the people he cherishes die tragically with his own eyes, but there is nothing he can do!"
"I want those ants Human Race who are still cheering to experience again... what fear is! What despair is! What is... the blood and power of Demon Race!"
The temperature in the palace seemed to suddenly drop to freezing point.
Even those Demon King who had experienced hundreds of battles and massacred cities and nations as if they were breathing, unconsciously tensed their backs.
Demon God Lord... I'm really angry.
This anger is no longer just Thunder's roar, but has turned into a cold and bone-chilling desire to kill, dragging everyone around Su Ye into hell.
Austin lowered his head deeply, shadows covered his face, and only his voice was as cold as iron.
"Imperial Son, take the order."
"People of Xiao Qiyue, Zhang Xuan, Su Family, disciples of First Heavenly King..."
"Imperial Son will take their lives one by one."
"Use their blood and souls to pay tribute to Renard."
He stood up slowly, his black cloak spread out like a dark night, Killing Intent in Scarlet's eyes almost condensed into substance, and even the space around him was vaguely distorted.
"First kill the people around Su Ye, make them hurt, make them angry, make them crazy..."
"Then, after God Battle..."
Austin raised his hand and slowly closed his fingers, as if he had grasped some illusory throat.
"Imperial Son will personally crush Su Ye's bones one by one, burn his soul inch by inch, and make him kneel in front of Father God to repent for today's humiliation... for thousands of years."
The last four words, filled with deep-seated hatred, echoed in the dead silence of the Main Hall like metal clashes.
Deep in Kaelthas's vertical pupils, a trace of almost imperceptible satisfaction finally passed through.
"Very good."
He slowly raised his right hand, palm upward.
In an instant, Demonic Fog surged like a living thing, and a brand new Demonic Mark, far more complicated and weird than the one used by Renard, condensed out of the void.
There seemed to be Destruction Light Stream running endlessly deep in the lines. The moment it appeared, the entire Main Hall space trembled slightly, as if it could not bear its weight.
All Demon King...
Includes Austin.
Everyone felt a sense of fear and awe originating from the instinct of life.
That is the embodiment of Demon God Origin Power!
"Renard Cultivation Level is shallow. Both the body and the soul are not enough to carry my Origin. It is 100% powerful and can only exert three or four."
Kaelthas's voice returned to indifference, as if commenting on a weapon.
"But you are different."
"You have reached the peak. Half of your body has stepped into the Demon God Realm. Both your flesh and blood and soul can bear the weight of Destruction."
"This Demonic Mark is made by me by peeling off a strand from Destruction Origin Core."
"If you use it, you can temporarily mobilize my three Godhood power, which is enough to... crush all non-gods."
Demonic Mark slowly floated towards Austin. Wherever it passed, even the light dimmed a bit.
"There is no room for failure in this battle."
"Bring it with you."
Kaelthas's eyes were filled with undercurrents, and finally fell silent:
"Toll the knell for Human Race..."
Demonic Mark is suspended in front of Austin, its light is alluring and dangerous, just like the living Curse.
All the Demon Kings in the hall held their breaths, their eyes filled with envy, awe, and a hint of unspeakable fear.
It is such a grace to be given Demon God and Origin Demonic Mark. It is also such a heavy pressure.
However...
Austin stared at Demonic Mark and Scarlet's pupils, and there was a faint but sharp hint of disapproval in the depths of his pupils.
He stretched out his hands respectfully, Demonic Mark fell into his palm, sank slightly, and then turned into a stream of dark gold and sank into his skin, branding a faintly visible Destruction Mark on the back of his hand.
"Thank you Father God for the gift."
His voice was still humble, but there was a cold and proud thought in his heart, like a poisonous Vines:
'Father God... after all, you still underestimated me.'
'I, Austin, have been Divine Realm for hundreds of years, killing kings and slaughtering cities. How have I ever relied on the power of external objects?'
'Renard That piece of trash needs you Demonic Mark to protect him, but he still has no bones left.'
'And I...'
He slowly clenched his fist, and the mark on the back of his hand was slightly hot, but it could not ignite the fire of pride in his heart.
'I will use my own knife to crush Human Race's spine; use my own strength to kill everyone around Su Ye.'
'Let Father God see it with your own eyes--'
'Who is worthy of standing by your side, and who is the most qualified to inherit that Destruction God Seat.'
'This Demonic Mark...'
'I hope I never have to use it.'
Austin raised his head and bowed to Throne again.
"Please Father God wait for the good news."
"Imperial Son... Go and come back."
After saying this, he suddenly turned around, his cloak rising like a wave of black flames.
His face was as cold as the cold iron of the abyss, and the murderous intent in his scarlet eyes was as cold as the harsh winter wind.
"Send the order--"
The sound was like an unsheathed magic knife, splitting Main Hall into silence.
"King Battle, Five Hundred Demon Kings, assemble immediately!"
"Follow me..."
There was a white chill between his lips and teeth.
"Kill people, drink blood, sacrifice flags!"
"Yes--!!!"
The promise was answered loudly in the hall, the sound was like thunder, Killing Intent soared to the sky!
The morale that was previously low due to the death of Renard seemed to be completely ignited by Austin's cold and powerful self-confidence, turning into the raging fire of revenge for Burning.
Kaelthas sat upright on Demon God Throne, looking at the back of Eldest Son who decided to leave, the deep vertical pupils covered by Demonic Fog flickered slightly.
'Austin...'
'Your pride is known to the Father.'
'But Human Race can continue to this day in the cracks of God-Demon. Is it just luck?'
'Especially that Su Ye...'
Demon God's eyes seemed to penetrate the palace wall, looking towards the other side of the distant and bloody battlefield.
'This son can kill Renard, so he is absolutely extraordinary. You regard him as prey, so how can he... not regard you as an enemy?'
Demonic Fog surged silently, swallowing up all emotions.
In the end, only an inaudible whisper was left, spreading in the empty and cold depths of the Main Hall.
"I hope..."
"Don't follow in your brother's footsteps."