The Demon Emperor was Saint Emperor

Chapter 324 - 277: Demon Race Movements (2)

No one knows what exactly was told to the demons here, but it was enough to scare the once arrogant and self-confident demons into making a strategic retreat before even engaging in battle.

Is it not that a 999-level Near God was leading an army against them? Apart from him, the lineup from the Divine Protection Continent does not even have a single 800-level Peak Saint Tier warrior. Is it really that terrifying?

In reality, Lynn indeed underestimated his own deterrent effect on the demons. The main reason is that the demons sent to the Divine Protection Continent and cut off from retreat were all carefully selected by the Seven Great Demon Kings of the Demon Realm. They came from different demon kingdoms and different races, but shared one commonality: they had either personally witnessed or confirmed the terrifying might of the new Demon Emperor Illidan.

Since the Late Emperor Demon Dragon Emperor had ruled the Demon Realm for long enough, many of the younger demons hadn’t witnessed its brutality and terror, only seeing it as a deluded demon who was crazy about Ascension to Divinity. However, the subsequent ruler, the Illidan Demon Emperor, vividly refreshed the memories of the older generation and demonstrated to the new generation what it means to be a Near God.

Slaughtering demigod experts as if they were nothing more than pigs or dogs, even the Peak Great Demons, who were already considered high and mighty, could not withstand a single finger. The Illidan Demon Emperor used actions and achievements to tell all demons that no matter how powerful, they were just demons, whereas he had nearly become a Demon God.

With this understanding resurfacing or taking root in their minds, what choice did they have when they heard that the Divine Protection Continent also produced a 999-level Near God, who was now leading an army against them?

Haha, no choice, they couldn’t respond...

What a joke! Among us exiled demons, we don’t even have a single demigod-tier warrior!

To pit us against a Near God? Are you kidding?

So unsurprisingly, before the war even started, and before the enemy army had approached, the demon military camp was already in chaos.

The demon generals in command had no desire to stabilize the troops because they knew that even with the entire army at full morale, it would be useless. The opponent they now faced was on an entirely different level.

The massive legion seemed to be able to enhance their strength, but staying and not running would only ensure that even if the effectiveness of the enhancement was tripled, they would only die a more glorious death.

They couldn’t fight, not in the slightest, they could only flee!

As to whether the information they received was deliberately leaked by the enemy to unsettle them?

The demon strongmen exiled to the Divine Protection Continent as legion commanders initially doubted it, but there were three lucky demons among them who possessed some foresight ability. Their powers were not outstanding, but having survived thousands of battles, their sense of death was so acute that it could be termed a natural talent.

When they first received that inexplicable and unfounded secret intelligence, all three battlefield lucky demons felt no bad premonitions, but before they could relax their vigilance, within a few minutes, they were surrounded by a deathly fear that nearly suffocated them on the spot.

If there were an Omen Star corresponding to them, it would have surely shone as brightly as the midday sun, threatening to explode.

No one was willing to believe it at first, but with three living examples nearly turning into dead ones right before their eyes, they had no choice but to believe.

After all, this was a talent skill tempered through over ten thousand battles, and since they were all demons abandoned by the Seven Great Demon Kings, they couldn’t be deceiving each other.

So after the condition of these three old veterans eased slightly, the upper management gathered at the camp quietly made their own escape.

They did not notify their subordinate troops, nor even their trusted aides, because they knew how terrifying a 999-level Near God was. Without demons staying behind to buy them time with their lives, they might not be able to escape at all.

Bear in mind that not long ago, reports came in about the failure of teleportation arrays, and after a thorough examination, they found that all the arrays in the camp had the exact same issue.

No, perhaps it wasn’t a failure; it was just a blatant exile instigated by the Demon Realm itself. They couldn’t return to the Demon Realm, nor even reach the adjacent Divine Abandonment Continent.

Back then, they naively thought that they were just destined to waste the rest of their lives in the narrow territory of this half-continent, but now it seemed that there was a traitor within the Demon Realm!

They weren’t exiled! They were treated as sacrificial offerings!

On one hand, they were trapped on the Divine Protection Continent, and on the other, a 999-level Near God from the Divine Protection Continent was approaching. What a coincidence?

The demons may not favor using their brains and would rather rely on their fists, but they weren’t born brainless. This clearly staged plot was obvious to any observant demon.

Hence, they had to escape because this was a setup, a death trap, though escaping would only delay their deaths. However, both humans and demons harbor hope.

As long as I run fast and far and hide well, maybe I can escape this calamity?

As the upper management of the camp scrambled away, their trusted subordinates soon realized something was amiss, because another piece of intelligence was delivered to the camp, only to fall into the hands of these assistants due to no demon receiving it.

Soon after, another batch of demons quietly fled.

Only this time, they encountered a hothead, or someone who had grown tired of life. This demon, seemingly over-stimulated, became exceptionally driven, not only refraining from fleeing but also summoning subordinates to prepare for a fight to the death with the enemy’s MVP... er, Near God!

When this order was issued, the entire demon military camp erupted...

By the time Lynn and his group reached overhead, the foremost demon camp was already on the verge of explosion. However, Lynn paid no mind to it, directing Natasha to keep flying forward until they reached the edge of the snow mountain region.

Along the way, they passed by three more large camps, but these camps were different from the first frontline camp and showed no signs of movement, seemingly unaware of their arrival.

Despite this, Lynn did not relax, knowing that it was only a matter of time before the fleeing demon troops alarmed these camps.

The actual area of the Ten Thousand Miles of Snow Mountains was far greater than ten thousand miles. Even at Natasha’s flying speed, it took an entire day’s time to barely reach the icy boundary.

From high above, Lynn and his group could see where the sky and earth formed a boundary of yellow and white. Beyond the snow-covered extremity lay an endless desolate grassland, lacking any green hue, possibly due to seasonal or pollution reasons. The vast grassland was filled with a dull yellow, and even the sky overhead was a murky gray.

"Land at the boundary ahead; I need to set up some things."

Following Lynn’s instructions, Natasha dove steeply toward the grassland, stopping her descent just before reaching the ground. Her wings flapped dramatically, and she landed steadily on the ground.

"Stay put here; I’ll be back soon."

Jumping off the dragon’s back, Lynn, akin to the Great Saint encircling Master, drew an array around his wife and children. As long as they didn’t step outside the overlapping coverage of these three divine artifacts, not even a demigod could harm them.

After making these arrangements, Lynn returned to the snow-covered area and from his collection took out a true strategic-level divine artifact—

Ten Thousand Miles Frozen.