I Have a Sailing Game

Chapter 560 - 323: Cruel Demon King (Double - )

The destructive storm alternates with the evil fierce sun.

The two days at the Sea of Demons quickly pass in Rogel’s records.

This day marks the birth of the Cruel Demon King, and as the Demon Guardian under him, Prometheus is to present him with a gift.

To this, Rogel couldn’t help but be surprised: "I thought you demons didn’t bother with such."

A demon celebrating a birthday, an unexpected sight indeed.

Prometheus also felt a bit frustrated: "We really didn’t engage in this before, everyone just did their own thing in their own territories."

"But that Greed Demon King from the south went haywire and started this trend, and then all the Demon Kings followed suit..."

Upon hearing this, Rogel appeared thoughtful: "Then presumably, you’ll receive a return gift from the Demon King on your day of birth as well?"

"...Return gift?" Prometheus paused.

Then, after a moment of silence, he shook his head in silence once more.

Silence is the best response.

Seeing this, Rogel understood as well.

Clearly, these Demon Kings are not trying to elevate their politeness with this; they just want to take this opportunity to exploit their subordinate demons a bit...

"If I guess correctly, if the gifts you give are too poor, the Demon King will hold a grudge against you, won’t he?"

Rogel said while stroking his chin.

Since the Demon Kings are aiming to exploit, they’re naturally dissatisfied with demons who offer gifts of low value.

"Yes..."

Prometheus nodded deeply in agreement.

When Rogel saw him, he was trying to gather high-value pure souls, not for himself to consume, but to give as a gift to the Demon King...

However, since Rogel arrived, Prometheus didn’t focus on that anymore, so he could only use some of his own collection to muddle through.

Prometheus’s demon squad had already set off.

A massive number of little demons and demon warriors moved forward with great momentum.

Two Great Demons carried a throne, one on each side.

But sitting on it was not Prometheus, but Rogel.

Prometheus dared not let this grand lord stand beside him, that would be proverbial suicide.

"Lord, ahead is the Demon City of the Cruel Demon King..."

Prometheus said cautiously.

He looked around; besides him, there were some squads of demon guardians and numerous great demon squads.

Rogel nodded, stood up from Prometheus’s seat: "Go ahead, act normal."

Afterward, he handed the Illusory Black Stone and another item to Prometheus and explained a bit.

"Let him remove the curse of the Illusory Black Stone. I’ll be watching right next to you."

Rogel said.

He gave Prometheus a "gift", preparing to have him present it to the Cruel Demon King with a request.

If this matter could be resolved smoothly, Rogel would still prefer not to act, especially being in someone else’s domain.

With those words, Prometheus watched Rogel suddenly vanish from his sight, unable to feel the slightest presence.

But this only increased the pressure on his heart, even feeling as though Rogel was staring at him from his back...

Why am I so unlucky...

Prometheus lamented inwardly but had no choice; he could only call his squad to continue marching towards the Demon City.

Shrouded in mysterious power, Rogel silently followed with the team.

At this moment, he was also observing the Demon City of the Cruel Demon King before him.

This Demon City was also located on a vast floating island.

On the floating island interwoven with black and red, blood-red brick walls and fortresses stacked in a rough style, with towers and encampments intersected among them.

Some building markers or accessories featured skulls and parts of prey, which were trophies and symbols of declaring demon’s power.

Even some heads dripped fresh blood, kept alive through special means to embellish the Demon King’s terror and cruelty.

And most strikingly, in the center, was a massive "palace".

This was not a building at all.

Clearly, it was a giant demon whose abdomen had been ripped open!

Its limbs were severed, the abdomen dissected, then propped into the shape of a building with some unknown resilient bones and carefully arranged into an entire palace layout.

And this demon, too, was kept alive by special means, with only the head able to move, constantly howling above the palace, becoming the most delightful background music in the whole Demon City...

Besides this, many creatures within the Demon City were gutted and brutally tortured.

Of course, most of these were different kinds of demons, but there were also some creatures from outside the Sea of Demons, all in miserable condition.

Rogel’s gaze calmly swept over all of this.

Whether in the Demon City, the Demon Fortress, or some demon habitats, blood and violence are commonplace; every demon is an embodiment of evil and war.

War, slaughter, savagery, that’s the nature of most demons.

Prometheus’s obedience before Rogel was only because Rogel’s power was so overwhelming that he couldn’t resist.

Rogel certainly wouldn’t naively believe that demons are a straightforward presence to deal with...

When most demons had arrived.

The birth celebration of the Cruel Demon King commenced.

Two great demons loyal to the Cruel Demon King began a savage and bloody duel under the eyes of everyone.

Demon blood spilled from the air, with neither of the great demons showing mercy nor regard for camaraderie.