Demon King-Mephistopheles Feres (Part One)

On the battlefield ahead, Er Dongsheng frowned slightly and looked inside his body. A smile tugged at his lips. So that was it. What a move. What skill!

Anger churned ever higher in his heart.

"No wonder communicating has been so difficult these past dozen years. Sometimes the connection even broke off. So that's why!"

"Tsk, tsk. I have to admire the wisdom of this plane's humans!"

"Indeed, no one can be underestimated! Not even humans, insignificant as ants!"

"Tsk, tsk. Humans really are clever. Who came up with this idea? To use a method like this to restrict my descent—no, merely to delay it!" Er Dongsheng murmured as he watched the red bloodline tangled around the Crystal in his mind.

That thread of red bloodline was now almost exhausted. The drop of Destruction flesh Er Dongsheng had bestowed on Allen could draw no energy from it at all. Worse, because the remnant Bloodline Origin was competing for energy, the flesh received even less than the meager amount it had been able to absorb before.

If Allen had not carried out a massacre this time, and if Er Dongsheng had not steeled himself to gather vast amounts of energy and force a wisp of his will across, who knew when Allen might have gained enough energy for Er Dongsheng to descend here?

Allen might have died of old age while Er Dongsheng was still waiting bitterly!

"What fine calculations, what fine scheming, what fine methods! This Magic Technology truly can't be underestimated!" Er Dongsheng seethed with fury.

"No wonder I couldn't open the link to the flesh all this time. No wonder I had to expend all the energy I'd saved for so long just to cross over. So that's why!"

"You wretched bastards. You delayed me for so