Chapter 394: Chapter 384: Judgment Soul Demon Flora’s brows were slightly furrowed, gazing into the distance.
Meanwhile, the Inferior Demon stood obediently by her side, leading its Demon Army, waiting for Flora’s command.
Flora was the commander of this joint operation, with the Inferior Demon merely playing a supporting role.
Even normally, Flora’s closeness with the master had countless times aroused the Inferior Demon’s murderous intent, wishing to swallow her whole in the next second.
But now it’s different, this was the master’s order, and the Inferior Demon chose unconditional obedience.
To the extent that, when the Inferior Demon declared all subordinates to follow Flora’s orders, it even caused a mutiny—having the weak Cat Race lead them? This was something they had never encountered.
However, Flora proved herself with her strength, Master of Fist, Silver Peak; each title was enough to qualify her as the commander for this mission.
Loyalty in the Bottomless Abyss is that simple.
Fists are always easier to understand than reasoning.
The sky was not yet bright.
Flora commanded the goblins to start assembling the Demon and Martial Cannon. Compared to demons, these creatures, although weak in strength, had an astonishing talent for craftsmanship, undoubtedly becoming the candidates to master the Demon and Martial Cannon.
The surrounding air became much heavier.
Because some demons already knew what kind of opponent they would face today—a Demon Lord controlling an area of three hundred miles, a Mind-Reading Demon that had stepped into the Golden Tier.
Mind-Reading Demon.
This was a type of mutant creature, resembling a giant eye, moving around on nerve-like limbs. They fed on the souls of other species, with the ability to emit a beam of light from their eyes to harm others.
And Flora’s target was it.
This was a relatively evil entity. As the Lord of this region, besides the beam, the Mind-Reading Demon also possessed the ability to control others’ thoughts. Those controlled lacked independent thought, resembling living dead.
It was a creature of immense wisdom, slowly becoming the lord of these lands from a weak Mind-Reading Demon, reigning for nearly a hundred years on this land.
Although the Mind-Reading Demon was Golden Tier, its melee ability was pathetically weak. After careful consideration, Flora set her sights here.
But do not underestimate the Mind-Reading Demon. Though its melee power is weak, it is proficient in Mental Attacks, and a strong Mental Attack can instantly turn even a strong individual into an idiot. Moreover, it also has the power to control minds, using hypnotic-like techniques to enslave others, making them its minions.
The Inferior Demon possessed a mindless ability, as a creature originally born of Chaos, it was completely immune to the Mind-Reading Demon’s Mental Attacks. As for Flora, being a Master of Fist, her willpower was far more formidable than that of others of the same tier, and this perhaps was why the two dared to challenge a Golden Lord.
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After three days of traveling, the troop finally neared the Mind-Reading Demon’s region.
Many low-tier demons fell behind on the road, but soon new cannon fodder was forcibly recruited in. Due to fear of the Inferior Demon, some demons escaped halfway, but this was the Abyss, where a lack of demons was never an issue, and soon new demons joined the ranks.
After a few days of gathering, the Demon Army which originally numbered only three thousand, suddenly reached five thousand, nearly doubling in size.
The Four-armed Serpent Demon polished its weapons, all meticulously crafted enchanted equipment by a Blacksmith, as craftsmanship in the Abyss was not strong.
Devil’s skills were far stronger than those of demons. If they were to be compared, the identity of demons was akin to a group of uncivilized natives; though they had vast resources, they were at an extremely backward stage in terms of weapon forging and ways of living.
The Four-armed Serpent Demon greatly cherished these four weapons, and it was no exaggeration to say that when wielded, it could completely hold its own against two enemies of the same level.
The Inferior Demon had promised to find it even sharper weapons, provided that it worked well on its behalf.
Compared to other demons, the Four-armed Serpent Demon might be the only demon truly loyal to the Inferior Demon. It had only recently advanced to the Silver Peak, like the Enchanting Demon, it too was the Inferior Demon’s right-hand demon.
The demons did not carry much in the way of supplies.
The combined supplies of the whole Demon Army could hardly support a thousand, but the enemy’s corpses would replace supplies, ensuring they would not go hungry.
It’s terrifying.
In fact, this is the demon’s tradition, especially when participating in blood wars, what are regarded as supplies are seen by them as nothing but burdensome weight. The enemy’s corpses can completely provide them with a continuous source of food.
Self-sufficiency.
Demons have their own way of fighting.
But the surrounding goblins and Kobolds obviously couldn’t manage this. Although when hungry, they too could eat some corpses, this was limited to only a small portion. If they were to gnaw on some corpses every day, they wouldn’t be called Kobolds, but Cannibal Dogs.
Generally speaking, goblins and Kobolds are some kind of omnivores. Corpses are just a way to improve their diet, not something they eat every day.
As for the Cat Race on the march, they were unusually exhausted, not due to battle, but because they had already vomited everything in their stomachs.
This required immense endurance to fight alongside the demons.
The vast Demon Army gradually approached the blood fortress before them, and in front of the demons were six powerful Demon and Martial Cannons.
Over a thousand weapons were held in the hands of the Cat Race and goblins, and at this moment, no one cared to vomit because they already felt the breath of war.
In front lay a massive stone wall.
The Mind-Reading Demon has occupied this place for many years, having long built a fortress of its own here. This is the Mind-Reading Demon’s stronghold.
Flora originally thought she would face a tough siege battle, but in the next second, the stone gate slowly opened, revealing a crowd of dense demons and dark creatures.
The number surpassed twenty thousand, just the regular defense troops of this stronghold. Although the Mind-Reading Demon is the Lord of this land, it needs to issue a summon before the battle.
But the Inferior Demon and Flora came too suddenly, leaving the Mind-Reading Demon to rely only on the city’s forces to counter this rebel army.
Demons have their way of fighting, and the not-so-smart demons believe that only facing bravely is a sign of courage.
In fact, in the Abyss, face-to-face combat is an unwritten rule. Shutting the gate to battle would make subordinates view it as cowardly.
The Mind-Reading Demon belongs to a mutant creature that feeds on souls, notorious predators.