"The gate's already open? Seriously?"
The Black-Robed Demon King murmured, about to enter the final stage of wrapping things up, when a voice rose from below. He could not help looking down.
It was Zhang Yuan again.
Zhang Yuan's expression had already returned to normal, calm and composed, without the slightest sign of panic.
The gates of the Demon King Palace were about to open. That was a good thing.
Wasn't this precisely what he had waited so long for?
"Once this kingdom changes masters, you will die," the Black-Robed Demon King said coldly.
Although Zhang Yuan was only the temporary King of the Bright Dawn Kingdom, he had held the position for some time. Even though he had done his utmost to avoid entangling himself in karma during that period, karma was something that clung to you all the more readily the harder you tried to avoid it. Some of the Bright Dawn Kingdom's national fortune had attached itself to him, more or less.
And the Demon King intended to swallow the Bright Dawn Kingdom with the Demon King Palace. When that happened, he would devour its national fortune as well. At the very end, only one fate awaited Zhang Yuan as its King: to perish with the kingdom, dying as the Bright Dawn Kingdom's last ruler.
In fact, it was not just Zhang Yuan. The Zhao Xia Imperial Family's former King, Zhao Lie, its former Third Princess and current Empress, Zhao Lian, and imperial relatives such as Zhao Chen would all die along with the Bright Dawn Kingdom. The people of the kingdom would fare a little better. They would be forcibly transformed into various demons and evil ghosts and sent to serve throughout the Demon King Palace.
This was a necessary process, and an unavoidable one.
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