Chapter 277: Chapter 272: The Angel Descends The devouring of the Resentful Spirit caused the Inferior Demon’s power to rise once again.
At the same time, it was as if something had exploded within the Inferior Demon’s body, and after a moment, it suddenly let out a piercing scream.
Others were relatively fine; the Dark Elf and Flora were merely startled by the sound, their faces a bit pale, but they recovered quickly. After all, they were at the Silver Peak, and despite being somewhat intimidated, they did not suffer any substantial harm.
The surrounding Warriors and Devils were less fortunate, stumbling, with some small Devils even falling to the ground in terror, paralyzed with fear.
This caused the nearby small Devils to crawl over to the Inferior Demon, kneeling as if performing some kind of ritual worship. Clearly, they were genuinely submitting.
The Inferior Demon, seemingly a bit startled, almost instinctively raised an arm, and the next moment, three small Devils were smashed to death, their brains scattered, each falling to the ground bloodied and no longer breathing.
The surrounding small Devils were dumbstruck.
This was absurd; wasn’t there supposed to be no killing upon surrender?
However, none of the remaining small Devils dared to show any dissatisfaction. When the Inferior Demon’s gaze swept toward them, they became even more terrified, knees buckling to the ground, trembling, and humbly pleading:
"Please don’t kill us... We are willing to serve you as our master, mighty lord, we, your humble servants, will forever remain loyal to you..." and other such pleas.
In that moment, many things transpired.
Originally, the Devils maintained a spectator’s stance, but everything suddenly took a turn for the worse. Not only had the Scorpion Demon been defeated, but even its soul was devoured. These sights delivered a profound impact to the Devils, prompting them in their fear to relinquish any hope of survival and kneel before the Inferior Demon.
A total of more than twenty small Devils knelt down in a dark, dense mass by the roadside.
Within a few minutes.
The Inferior Demon, with collective strength, killed the Scorpion Demon, and despite possessing the ability and Talent to advance to a higher-level Demon, the plan faltered with the appearance of the Inferior Demon.
The remaining small Devils were nearly scared out of their wits.
When they saw the Inferior Demon splatter their companions into meat paste as if swatting flies, they were filled with fear. Although this creature looked like a Demon, the small Devils could only think of survival.
Surrender.
It seemed the only path, the best path.
The Inferior Demon appeared quite pleased.
It hadn’t expected, quite unintentionally, to have subdued a group of servants. Naturally, it did not forget to report to its master, turning eagerly to Chen Feng, with an earnest look in its eyes.
Chen Feng would not pass up any opportunity to enhance his power. These small Devils had the capability of flight, and once mastered, could be used as an air force.
It wasn’t hard to imagine the scene of small Devils dropping human explosives from high in the sky.
Upon receiving the response, the Inferior Demon easily brought these small Devils under its command.
But the war was far from over.
The Devils roared.
When the Scorpion Demon opened the Dimension Wall, it was estimated that over three hundred Devils emerged from it, disturbing the city’s tranquility.
To achieve victory, these beings must be eradicated.
Chen Feng hesitated only briefly before issuing order after order, and the Summoned Beasts by his side, under his command, charged towards the Devils.
The battle between Silver peak beings and Devils.
This was destined to be a massacre.
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In a corner of the city.
The Pain Demon’s visage grew grotesque, bloodshot eyes filled with a destructive rage, white smoke puffing from its nostrils, and a beast-like grin slowly spreading at the corners of its mouth.
Moments ago, it had slain dozens more, joyfully consuming the blood of those people, intoxicating the Pain Demon.
Due to its status, the Pain Demon had roamed Hell, feasting only on bitter kindred, at most other dark creatures.
But now...
It no longer needed to hide, able to openly slaughter and devour.
In the long eons, the Pain Demon was once a weak little demon. In the harsh environment of Hell, where one either consumed or was consumed, it had to become strong to survive.
Standing at a height of 1.8 meters, the Pain Demon was a mass of flesh, eyes as large as orbs, with a tongue like a blade covered in countless toxic thorns, shooting out like brambles, making it impossible for ordinary humans to stand a chance; they became a corpse in an instant.
Harboring malice, for the Pain Demon, its arrival meant disaster.
Having swallowed countless beings alive, the malice surrounding the Pain Demon grew more intense, almost palpable, with a cold, savage killing intent that could be sensed even from five meters away.
"Die... you lives more insignificant than ants, with your last glimmer let my hunger be sated." Gazing at the fleeing crowd, the Pain Demon licked its tongue, which forked like a snake’s, producing a hissing sound, its eyes blood-red with excitement.
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"Found you..."
However, just as the Pain Demon was about to wreak more havoc, a crisp voice suddenly sounded near its ear.
Not far away...
A girl with a cat tail appeared in front of it.
Flora, with her arms full of gathered energy, even exuded a metallic sheen, her every move resembling an iron torrent, crushing all existence.
From Flora’s appearance to her attack, it was only a matter of seconds before her metallic palm suddenly sliced down, carrying an unstoppable terrifying wave, as if this palm could shatter space and tear the earth apart, while the Pain Demon’s fragile head would be crushed into powder!