"Whoosh-"
A sound of rushing air came speeding from afar. Yaxes folded the bat wings behind him and came to a steady stop beside Cho'Gath, lowering his head obsequiously as he sent out a fluctuation of mental power.
"My lord!"
"I have finished my inspection. All the remaining Demon Clan forces on this planet have gathered here. None have been missed!"
Conventional speech using air was rather inconvenient on this planet. Fortunately, the Demon Clan could communicate through mental waves.
Cho'Gath nodded in satisfaction, his scarlet eyes sweeping over the trembling demon horde below.
"Very good."
"All of you, listen closely!"
Cho'Gath's voice boomed like rolling thunder, exploding in the mind of every demon within the reach of his domain.
"Your former king-Aker-is dead!"
Those words immediately stirred a faint commotion through the deathly silent demon horde below.
The high-ranking demons exchanged looks, while the low-ranking demon creatures let out uneasy growls.
Aker was dead? But he was a mighty Demon God!
Yet Cho'Gath gave them no time to react. His mental power surged higher again, sweeping outward with domineering force.
"From this moment on, I shall give you a chance to live. Submit to me!"
"Those who refuse... die!"
His icy killing intent seemed ready to freeze the air.
Facing a mighty eighth-order Demon God, the hundreds of millions of demons below fell silent with fear, their entire bodies trembling uncontrollably.
In the world of the Demon Clan, survival of the strongest was the only law.
Their old king was dead. Submitting to someone stronger was an instinct etched into their bones.
Yet even under this absolute suppression, there was still a pigheaded, blindly loyal fool.
At the front of the demon horde, a Sixth-Rank Commander covered in sharp bone spikes, its body over thirty meters long, slowly raised