Chapter: Chapter 478
The lion-headed leaders of the Beastmen were in disbelief when they saw the mysterious figure who was willing to provide help.
Good heavens, who did they see?
The Demon King!
The Empress of the Demon race!
That astonishingly talented and terrifying Empress!
Leticia Infirnov!
Why was she in the Beastmen’s territory, what was she doing there, and did she instigate the rebellion?
A flood of questions surged in their minds. When another young girl appeared, their confusion vanished as they were no longer capable of thinking about the current situation.
The Sword Saint!
The Star River Sword Saint!
Why was she here too?!
How could our humble Beastmen territory be worthy of the presence of both of you, and how did you two end up together without fighting each other!
“In any case, we are currently facing the same enemy… Don’t just stand there stupidly, sit down, sit down.” Leticia noticed the somewhat stiff atmosphere and spoke up, trying to liven things up.
The current Great Chief of the Beastmen, a burly lion beastman nearly three meters tall, glanced back at the luxurious throne behind him and hesitated, unsure whether he should heed Leticia’s words and sit down.
Shouldn’t this position be offered to His Majesty the Demon King?
He had never truly interacted with Leticia before, only knowing her appearance from portraits and photographs. The difference between the photographs and Leticia herself… could only be described as worlds apart.
Her aura, an aura of looking down on the world with sole supremacy!
This aura could not be perceived from photographs and portraits. Now, facing the Empress, the Great Chief didn’t even dare to look directly into Leticia’s eyes!
From the moment they met, the Great Chief knew he wouldn’t be able to withstand even one strike from His Majesty the Demon King. The gap between them was like the scorching sun in the sky and the dirt on the ground.
“Wouldn’t Your Majesty the Demon King like to sit over here?” The Great Chief pointed to the throne behind him and suggested in a low voice.
What is all this? Why should I sit on this damned throne? I’m not the Great Chief. Leticia had a puzzled expression. Besides, with her physique, sitting on that large throne would be incredibly out of place.
“Sit down first, I have no interest in your position. I’m here to form an alliance with you.” Leticia pressed her hand through the air towards the still-standing Great Chief.
The Great Chief immediately felt as if he were being forcefully pushed back onto the throne by an immense force. He was one of the strongest warriors among the Beastmen, yet he couldn’t resist a mere gesture from the Demon King, a result that truly sent a chill down his spine.
This was just a Demon King. Behind the Demon King, the white-haired girl with her eyes closed and arms crossed was an even more terrifying harbinger of doom than the Demon King.
The Great Chief had witnessed Bai Ling’s unparalleled might back then. He had personally watched his elder brother be decapitated by this Sword Saint amidst the heavy protection of a large army. Before this Sword Saint, a million soldiers were like air.
His elder brother was much stronger than him, yet even so, he couldn’t withstand three moves under the Sword Saint’s blade.
One sword broke his defense, one sword severed his right hand, and the final sword took his head. The interval between those three strikes was so short, it was as if it were just one strike. Only those who were very close knew that the Sword Saint had unleashed three strikes in an instant, instantly killing the Great Chief.
This was the most despair-inducing suppression of pure strength. The Great Chief couldn’t see any hope of defeating the Sword Saint. At that time, he hadn’t even reacted to what had happened before his elder brother had already become a headless corpse.
And now, the Sword Saint had reappeared in the Beastmen’s territory. What was she here to do this time? Was she here to kill again?
But we Beastmen have been quite peaceful recently, haven’t we? We haven’t clashed with humans.
We only quelled the rebellion within our borders a few years ago. Even if the Great Chief lacked brains, he wouldn’t provoke humans who possessed the Sword Saint at this time. He didn’t want to suffer the same fate as his elder brother, being subjected to the Sword Saint’s performance of snatching an enemy general out of a million troops.
“Simply put, this rebellion you are facing is no ordinary matter. They have the support of a terrifying power behind them.” Leticia said with a serious expression. “Have you… heard of gods?”
The high-ranking officials of the Beastmen exchanged bewildered glances. Gods? Aren’t those just myths to trick people?
These guys don’t know about the existence of gods?!
Seeing the reaction of these beastmen, Leticia was also taken aback. She never expected that the Beastmen’s royal tent would be so ignorant of matters concerning gods.
“Then do you know about the Book of Prophecies?” Leticia continued to ask.
“Prophecy? I think I heard my elder brother mention it… but…” The Great Chief hesitantly looked up at Bai Ling with a hint of fear.
Understood. The Beastmen’s Book of Prophecies must have been hidden by the former Great Chief. He probably intended to tell his successor about this secret, but no one expected him to die so suddenly. Now, the whereabouts of the Book of Prophecies are unknown.
The current Great Chief was pushed into this position unexpectedly and knows nothing about the Book of Prophecies.
“As expected of the Beastmen, they always give me some unique surprises.” Shaking her head helplessly, Leticia briefly introduced the concept of gods. “The enemy we are facing now is a god who has been dead since before the birth of the Beastmen.”
“Her image is a giant golden bird larger than mountains, capable of controlling flames and possessing the ability to resurrect from death.”
“The divine blood and divine blood weapons that have recently been used by the Beastmen originate from that god.”
Speaking of divine blood and divine blood weapons, the beastmen present reacted. It seemed they were aware of the existence of these things and had even consumed them.
“Don’t worry about that divine blood stuff; it’ll just kill you if you eat it. However, you should stop using those divine blood weapons for now. Those things aren’t a free lunch.” Leticia informed the lion beastmen about the effects of divine blood weapons. “If you don’t want your elite warriors to be engulfed by flames in battle, then turn their weapons on you, you should gather those things and destroy them as soon as possible.”
“I understand. I will immediately have people collect and destroy the divine blood weapons that have already been distributed.” The Great Chief immediately declared.
Although he still couldn’t understand why the Demon King and the Sword Saint had appeared together, he understood one thing: this time, the Sword Saint wasn’t here to kill him, and the ones who wanted his life were the rebels.
The Demon King and the Sword Saint were here to protect his life and the throne beneath him.
So, was there any reason to hesitate? Just listen to the Demon King!
After all, if these two decided to cause trouble, no one here could stop them.
What resistance could he possibly have with these two standing here? It was a blessing to still be alive and sitting here!
“Yes, yes, yes, I understand. That’s how it will be done.”
Like a mindless nodding machine, the Great Chief of the Beastmen nodded vigorously at every request Leticia made, as if he didn’t need to think at all.
“Don’t you have any other opinions?” Leticia was also a bit taken aback by his compliant attitude. “If you have any requests, please make them. I will try my best to fulfill them if they are reasonable.”
Hearing this, the Great Chief immediately shook his head, “No, no. Cooperating with Your Majesty the Demon King and Miss Sword Saint is the right thing to do. What need is there for requests!”
He said this with great righteousness, which almost moved Leticia. These lion-headed people seemed quite adaptable.
If only her own subordinates were as obedient as these lion-headed individuals. While silently complaining about her nobles with their ulterior motives, Leticia smiled and said to the Great Chief, “Alright then, that’s all the matters to be handled for now. You should quickly consolidate your army and prepare for a war of attrition with the rebels.”
“We will find an opportunity to deal with the god behind them. Once the culprit is dead, the rebels will naturally collapse without a fight.”
“Remember, do not attack proactively, and do not kill excessively. The more you kill, the faster that god will revive. It’s best to fight a defensive war, sit tight for a few months, and wait for us to defeat that god. Everything will be resolved then.”
Are the rebels terrifying?
They are not terrifying at all. These rebels may seem difficult for the Beastmen royal tent to handle, but for Leticia and Bai Ling, these two earthly deities, they are merely minor troubles that can be resolved with a wave of their hands.
However, if they resolved these minor troubles with a wave of their hands, the big troubles might just pop out. Leticia wouldn’t forget the sacrificial altars she discovered in the Steel Spear Tribe. If even the Steel Spear Tribe had such altars, could other places in the Beastmen territory not have them?
Perhaps the royal tent also had hidden sacrificial altars!
The true purpose of this large-scale rebellion was definitely not simply to overthrow the rule of the lion-headed Beastmen in the royal tent, but to use a vast amount of energy to accelerate the revival of the Phoenix.
Given that the Beastmen’s territory was covered with sacrificial altars, is there any faster way to extract the Beastmen’s energy than a war?
The mutual attacks of large armies, the victor’s slaughter of the vanquished, the famine and epidemics caused by the war, each is a master of taking lives. Every slain beastman will become nourishment for that great bird, prompting her to return from endless death.
After giving her instructions, Leticia and Bai Ling left the Beastmen’s royal tent. The lion-headed leaders in the tent finally dared to speak about what had just happened.
“Lord Chief, are we just accepting the Demon King’s demands like this…” A rather young and spirited lion beastman seemed displeased with the Chief’s complient attitude just now.
The Great Chief stood up from the throne. Now that the Demon King and the Sword Saint had left, he was the one with the strongest presence in the royal tent. “Do you know who those two are?”
“Yes, the Demon King of the Demon race and the Sword Saint of the Human race.” The young lion beastman nodded. Of course, he wouldn’t fail to recognize these two powerful figures since he was standing here.
Oh, he couldn’t recognize Bai Ling. It was an old senior who had experienced that decapitation operation back then who quietly told him Bai Ling’s identity.
Although Bai Ling’s face was hard to recognize, her sword-like sharp aura was too distinctive. Coupled with a small portion of the star effects she deliberately released, the beastmen immediately knew that this beautiful girl who looked like a celestial being was that terrifying existence who had single-handedly decapitated the former Great Chief amidst a million troops.
“If you know their identities, how can you still ask such a question?” The Great Chief shook his head, a helpless expression on his face. “The fact that they can walk together says something.”
Their relationship, if not inseparable, could at least be described as a sea of blood and deep hatred. Back then, after the Sword Saint had ravaged the Beastmen and Elf races, she had rushed to the Demon Realm without delay. After a great battle, she had severely injured the Demon King while retreating unharmed, thus solidifying her position as the strongest among the four races.
And with such life-and-death enmity between them, the Demon King and the Sword Saint are now standing together, and their relationship doesn’t seem to be strained. What does that mean?
It means that a truly terrifying enemy has appeared that forces the two of them to unite. For the sake of their respective races, these two powerful beings with deep-seated hatred can only join forces to fight against this enemy.
“Gods… how many secrets does this world still hold?” The Great Chief’s expression gradually became melancholic. When the Human and Demon races united, he, the supreme ruler of the Beastmen, was like a fool, knowing nothing.
Is this reasonable?
This is completely unreasonable. We are all among the four intelligent races, so why do you know so much, and I know nothing?
“Elder brother, did he really not mention anything about gods or prophecies?” The Great Chief asked, rubbing his temples with a weary expression.
The one who answered this question was not a subordinate Beastman minister, but a guard who had served the former Great Chief for a long time. He was now the Chief Guard and was qualified to stand in the royal tent and participate in discussions.
“There was once a traveling merchant who tried to sell an old-looking book to the former Great Chief. I didn’t hear the specific conversation, but I only knew that the merchant said the book was called the Book of Prophecies, an ancient book that recorded the secrets of the gods.”
“However, the former Great Chief believed the merchant was a liar and had him beaten and thrown out of the royal tent… That’s all I know.”
Book of Prophecies? Recording the secrets of gods? The Great Chief’s face almost turned green. This must be what the Demon King had just asked him about, right?
So, in the end, the blame still falls on his deceased elder brother, doesn’t it?
Good heavens, my dear brother, you are truly deserving of death. How could you handle such a matter, were your brains truly filled with muscles?
“Does anyone know the final whereabouts of that merchant?”
“No.” The Chief Guard shook his head. He was not the one who carried out the order, so he naturally didn’t know where the merchant had fled to.
“Sigh…” The Great Chief sighed, feeling exhausted. “Forget it, everyone return. Do as the Demon King said, and don’t have any ulterior motives. Her will is my will, understand?”
“Understood!”
