Roschinke was much faster than the team led by Xu Jun. He flew towards the coast in the northwest at a speed that was invisible to the naked eye.

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In front of Xu Jun, Roshyank The Devil often appeared in human form. Even when the two of them fought at the beginning, the Demon King was always wrapped in black fog, but it could still be seen that he was a human.

Now, when he moved through the city in the wilderness, he didn't look like a human at all.

He turned into a gust of wind, a dark and gloomy wind.

Although the grass and trees that came into contact with it didn't die, they obviously withered a lot.

But because he would also sweep away the surrounding dark energy, the places he went would be much cleaner in the next two or three days.

Roschinke rushed to the West Sea while thinking that if he had used this speed to escape when fighting with Xu Jun, Xu Jun wouldn't have been able to catch up, right?

It had only been half a year since Hero challenged the Demon King, but the relationship between the two of them was completely different. Roschinke's mentality had also completely changed.

In the past, he would never try so hard to protect a person, nor would he be secretly happy that the other party wanted to protect him. The Demon King was still superior to the demons, and the demons' loyalty to the Demon King was not mixed with any other emotions, nor did they need any other emotions.

When he arrived at the West Sea Bay, Roschinke thought that it was fortunate that he hadn't confirmed his relationship with Xu Jun yet.

The "confirmed relationship" of the demons was the human marriage, and not just the relationship of a couple.

Xu Jun was a human, and his lifespan was limited by his race. Even if he was a master fighter, he could only live for a few hundred years at most.

Roschinke had never taken this matter to heart because he knew that Xu Jun could share his life.

This was a rule set by the God of Love tens of thousands of years ago. High-grade creatures could share their lifespan with their partners, and from then on, the two of them would never be separated.

But at the same time, when one of them died, the other would also die.

There were many conditions for a high-level creature to share its life with its partner, such as Soul Dust, Blood Essence, and engraving on its Life Chart.

Previously, he was only thinking that humans were always very serious when it came to marriage proposals. If he didn't prepare all these things before proposing to Xu Jun, it would make Xu Jun feel that he wasn't serious. Your Majesty The Demon King's marriage couldn't even compare to a village girl in White River Town.

… … So why do I have to compare myself with the girls of White River Town? _ (: 3/∠) _

He wanted to take Xu Jun to the Dark Abyss and hold a wedding under the witness of thousands of demons. Not to mention others, at least a few lords would be present, especially the Lord of Flames and the Lord Of The Deep, who had joked about Roschinke and Vize being unable to find true love tens of thousands of years ago. He must bring Xu Jun to them and let these fools know what true love was.

However, he couldn't do that now. Not only was the time wrong, but the people involved had also changed.

He was even glad that he didn't mention this matter to Xu Jun, because he might not be able to make their wedding come true.

He might die before Xu Jun.

In his battle with the God of Darkness, he might be able to kill him, or he might be killed. However, even the powerful Demon King knew that it was very difficult to die together with a God.

The Lord Of The Deep might not have become the God of Darkness for many years, and he hadn't absorbed all of the Godhood's energy. This was also the Demon King's last chance.

He found a mountain of sand dunes in the West Bay. Unlike ordinary sand dunes, this sand dune was completely black. It was dug up from the bottom of the sea where there was no sunlight all year round. The name was a bit vulgar, but the dark elements it contained were comparable to high-purity Dark Magic Stones.

There used to be such things in Hell, but as the number of demons increased, they were controlled. It was not as "grand" as this place, where it was spread out on the beach without anyone looking after it.

However, there was no need to look after it, because this place was no longer a place for "living things."

There were Orcs and Daemons everywhere, and their original appearances were unrecognizable. The Orcs were as thin as firewood, with stooped bodies and dull faces, while the Daemons' fur was rotten. If they weren't still able to move, they wouldn't even be able to tell whether they were dead or alive.

There were also some mermaids in the shallow sea, and they were similar to the Orcs and Daemons. They were all working hard with dull eyes, carrying baskets of black sand and other materials from the bottom of the sea to the surface. The Orcs and Daemons were carrying baskets on their backs, carrying the materials that the mermaids had brought to the surface farther away.

This place was like an open-air raw material warehouse. Further away, there were buildings that looked like gnomes' factories. Several large chimneys were constantly emitting black smoke, and the whole sky was covered in rolling black clouds.

This place was different from the other places in Fidelinopolis, where the sky was more gray than black. Only here, the dark elements were so dense that it was almost suffocating. Visible particles floated in the air.

Occasionally, some of the Orcs working would fall down, and they would never get up again. No one would care about their corpses.

After they died, they would quickly rot. The other Orcs saw it, but they were not afraid. They continued to work like walking corpses until their deaths.

There was a special mark on their foreheads. Roschinke remembered that it was a mark that the God of Darkness had left on some of the captured races in the lower realm tens of thousands of years ago. Creatures with this mark would lose their consciousness and become mindless slaves.

The demons, on the other hand, didn't need to leave a mark because they had always believed in the God of Darkness. Back then, Loxienk didn't feel any sympathy or guilt when facing the slaves of other races. To him, all he had to do was manage the demons well.

But at that time, there were indeed people who were soft-hearted toward the slaves.

The Lord Of The Deep Seur. He was always a little childish and naive. Vize often scolded him for this. One day, Seur said that the God of Darkness was not a big deal, as if he was a high and mighty self-made slave. In fact, his actions were even more pitiful than the people he had turned into slaves. At that time, Vize beat him up so badly that he almost couldn't go out for two days.

At that time, Roschinke did not understand Seur. In his opinion, when the gods fought, all races could not stand alone. The losers should be responsible for their own weakness.

But now, after seeing this scene, the Demon King was the one who felt sad for the tragedy caused by the God of Darkness.

This was probably because he was reborn as a human, and then developed a relationship with a human.

Thinking of this, Roschinke wanted to laugh. He did not have a heart of compassion after living for tens of thousands of years, but it was born a few decades after he was reborn as a human.

A cool breeze blew behind him. He turned around and looked at the person in front of him as if he was looking at an old friend.

Now, the God of Darkness, Seer, was smiling at him. He actually looked quite gentle. "You're here. I knew you'd come quickly."

Roschinke nodded. "Finally, there is someone I want to protect. Of course, I will come quickly."

God of Darkness Seur was speechless.

Damn, he wanted to force the other party, but in the end, he was forced to face the other party! What was with this feeling!

Although he knew that Roschinke did not understand his relationship, he still could not tolerate it!

What was with this behavior of poking at his weak spot when he clearly did not know anything!

You were clearly not like this tens of thousands of years ago!

You were clearly a Demon King who did not smile!

Why — Why are you so good at showing off your love and feeding dog food!!!

Thus, the two sides looked at each other in disgust, and a battle was about to break out.

… …

When Xu Jun and his human companions arrived at the "battlefield", they found that the situation was more serious than they thought. They originally thought that the battlefield would be the West Bay occupied by the Serpentis. At most, they would be able to reach the inland Ice Sand Corner, which was the glacier where the Snow Lions used to live. Because the Serpentis were few in number, they might not be able to gain a stable foothold even if they took over the territory. The main reason was that they wanted to drive away all the other races that they could and recruit them for their own use. Then, they would slowly expand their territory.

But now, they knew that the Golden Grassland in the south of the glacier and the Sunset Mountain in the east had also become the Serpentis' territory.

Originally, there were about a dozen horse gangs and Orc bandit groups on the Golden Grassland. The larger Orc tribes included the Polar Bear tribe and the Red Fox tribe. They had developed well, especially in recent years, after trading with the Golden Banner increased. The tents that the tribes used to live in had been replaced by earthen buildings. They had also built defensive structures similar to the city walls and fences.

Xu Jun had been to the grassland before, but at that time, he had dealt with the Red Fox more often. He had only met the Polar Bear tribe a few times in the wild, so he was not familiar with them.

However, he had heard from the Shaman of the Red Fox tribe that the Polar Bear tribe was a larger version of the Red Fox tribe. The entire tribe was circular in shape. There was a river flowing from the snowy mountains in the south to form a man-made "moat". Then, there was a circle of wooden fences used to fend off the attacks of the grassland Wolf Riders and Gnolls every autumn. Further inside, there were some circular earthen buildings. Most of them had four windows and two doors at the front and back. One floor was above ground, and the other floor was underground. The roof of the earthen building was piled with hay.

The Golden Grassland had a nice name, but it was not very comfortable to live in. The temperature difference between day and night was huge, and the temperature difference between winter and summer was also huge. Therefore, the underground floor was used for cooling in summer and for cooking in winter. The Red Fox Orcs were smart enough to come up with such a way of living.

Later, the Polar Bear tribe built their large earthen buildings in the same way.

In Xu Jun's memory, the Red Fox tribe was a good place. At least, it was relatively "prosperous" among the Orc tribes, and there were many traveling merchants.

But now, the Golden Grassland had completely changed.

The Red Fox tribe and camp no longer existed. What remained were tents made of animal skins. Unlike most of the Orcs in Fidelinopolis, the tents were built very high. They were as tall as the original Red Fox earthen buildings. It looked like a giant structure. Xu Jun stared at it for a long time before he realized that the tents looked a bit like … a Siren's ship?

Xu Jun used the gnome's binoculars to get a general idea of the enemy's layout and the safe distance between himself and the enemy. He was about to put down the binoculars when he saw a familiar face in his line of sight.

Author Has Something to Say: I feel like I won't need to install anti-theft measures in a few days (⊙ v ⊙)

Because it's almost over!

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I didn't expect you to be such a brave person!

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