On the flying ship, Su Baye picked at his ear.
"The Undead Demon God?"
He grinned. His voice boomed even louder than his opponent's, drowning out the Amplifying Magic Array.
"You mean that Skeleton Frame? Sorry, the old bastard's dead. Dead as dead can be."
"What?!"
"The Demon God Lord... is dead?"
The Mine Area erupted!
Demon Race laborers stared at one another, the overseers went pale, and even some of the stationed High-level Demon Race began whispering among themselves.
The Bone Armor Demon King's expression changed. He barked, "Nonsense! How could the Demon God Lord have fallen? Human, are you trying to throw our forces into chaos?!"
"Chaos, my ass!"
Su Baye cursed right back.
"I've never told a lie in my life! Don't believe me? Contact your friends in the Demon Domain right now and ask if the Undead Demon Palace has put up funeral banners!"
His words threw the Mine Area into even greater turmoil.
Many demons, half convinced, began pulling out Communication Talismans. The Divine Realm had no phones, but it did have Messaging Artifacts that served much the same purpose.
Before long, replies came back.
A Demon General's hand trembled, and his voice wavered.
"M-my lord... my friend in the Demon Domain says... the Undead Demon Palace really has lowered its flags to half-mast..."
"And... apparently it isn't just our Undead Demon God. The Succubus God seems to have died too."
Boom—
Now all hell truly broke loose!
"The Demon God Lord really is dead!"
"What do we do?"
"Run! The humans are here!"
"I surrender! I want to surrender! I don't want to die!"
Panic spread like a plague. Many Demon Race laborers dropped their tools and fled for the edge of the Mine Area.
Some High-level Demon Race also exchanged uneasy glances, plainly