NOVEL NEXT Chapter 437: The Hidden Attacker [3]
The demonic empire was very peculiar compared to the other kingdoms. There were no cities; instead, it was a single grand obsidian colossal tower that seemed to stretch endlessly, piercing the clouds as if eager to meet God—if such a being existed.
The tower stood on a deserted island, in a dark sea where powerful Legendary-tier abominations dwelled. It took up two-thirds of the entire island, leaving only small portions of land for dangerous beasts to roam about. If a level 50 Awakened were thrown out of the tower, they'd perish—either devoured by the monsters on land or by the abominations beneath the dark sea.
However, the outside was actually peaceful compared to the inside.
There were about 100 floors in this tower, and the first floor was the smallest area in terms of size. However, even this area far exceeded the capital city of the Vermilion Kingdom, which was one of the biggest cities in the far west.
Not only that...
"The demons here are also akin to mindless beasts," Eve frowned, her ruby eyes glinting with disgust as her sharp gaze scanned around.
She was currently standing under a dark, gloomy sky with arcs of lightning streaking across the thick clouds. A cacophony of voices belonging to demons filled the air. It was very aggravating for Eve, who frowned, a trace of displeasure gleaming in her eyes.
"This is the reason I never descended here. They're all barbarians and mindless."
There was even a popular saying among the higher demons: "If you want to lose your senses, descend to the first floor."
The first floor... was a chaotic, sprawling landscape that resembled a destroyed city forged from crimson stone and jagged black obsidian. Towering structures, half-shattered and crooked, were scattered in every direction, their windows flickering with eerie, hellish light. The ground was cracked and scorched, veins of molten lava threading through the crevices and releasing bursts of blistering heat and sulfuric fumes from time to time.
Eve felt suffocated being here. She watched as hobgoblins stomped through the streets in packs. Red-skinned demons prowled about, their crimson eyes burning with malice. Some crawled on all fours, while others walked proudly.
Just above, imps fluttered, cackling like naughty kids as they snatched treasures from each other.
Eve felt irritated. Without wasting a moment, she hurriedly searched for the portal that could transport her to the 100th floor where she belonged—where high demons with class dwelled, not this shithole filled with mindless savages.
While she was looking for the portal that would aid her ascent, a sudden shadow stepped in front of her.
It was a massive hobgoblin-like demon, towering over her with its club raised high. It stank of blood and sweat.
The club crashed down. But Eve was gone.
She reappeared behind the creature, her face cold and unbothered. A thin red line glistened across its neck. Its head dropped with a heavy thud.
The fighting around her stopped for a moment. Demon eyes turned toward her, filled with animalistic hunger and curiosity.
Two horned demons stepped forward, grinning.
"Nice face," one sneered. "Bet it'll look better twisted in pain."
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One thing Eve greatly disliked about the demons of this floor was their sheer brainlessness. All higher demons were respected by lower demons—but there was an exception.
The first floors.
Eve didn't want to waste time here, so she simply dashed past them, slaughtering anyone foolish enough to stand in her way.
Several seconds later, she found the portal, which was guarded by much more sensible demons. These demons were far stronger than all other beings here, and this was done on purpose—to stop the stupid demons from accessing the portal.
"Miss!"
"We didn't expect to see you!"
The two guards, with human-like figures yet demonic features, bowed their heads deeply, their eyes filled with respect as soon as they saw one of the princesses of the demonic empire.
Eve barely acknowledged them. She stepped through the portal, her form flickering as though it was glitching before it disappeared.
The first guard stared at the portal for a good minute before speaking in a low voice filled with curiosity,
"You think the invasion is about to begin?"
"Definitely," the other one nodded. "For them to invite her, I think the Emperor is about to make his move!"
"Hahahaha, I'm so excited! Those puny humans... they're doomed. Their grace period has finally come to an end."
"The humans are very beautiful. I heard one of the rewards for joining the Emperor on this conquest is human slaves—preferably women."
"Hehehe, that will be great." The demon licked his lips, his eyes flashing with lust.
The Demon Emperor knew the nature of his people too well. It was the reason he would lead at the forefront of the invasion. The Emperor had promised his citizens that, depending on how much they contributed in the invasion, they'd be rewarded with spoils of war—territory, wealth, and most enticingly, human slaves. Women for the male demons and human men for the female demons.
The promise of indulging their primal desires without restraint had driven the entire demonic empire into a frenzy. Apart from the children below a certain age, it was safe to say the entire demon empire was heading for war.
The human race was about to experience its most brutal and deadliest war—a war that would be on the same level as the Great War of Rebirth or... even worse.
It was either one side would win, succumb... or perish!
The demons were notorious for their knack for battle. They were a race that would willingly sacrifice themselves to achieve victory at all costs. The humans, however, weren't even united—unlike the demons, who were under a single ruler.
"Snowhelm and Vermilion Kingdom are still fighting each other. If they don't set their differences aside, the demon empire will capture the human domain," Eve mumbled to herself.
She had arrived at the door...
Just beyond the door was the throne room.
The Demon Emperor was waiting for her.