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Chapter 100: 96: The Half-Demon Giant, White Deer Demon King

Chapter 100: 96: The Half-Demon Giant, White Deer Demon King

The cool breeze scattered the clouds, and the chilly moonlight descended, illuminating the giant holding a sword, standing upright in the grass.

The figure was over three meters tall, with half of the body still barely human while the other half was pitch black, covered in hard scale armor. Find your next adventure on m_v l|e-.net

The giant opened its mouth, with a snake-like crimson tongue hissing loudly. On both sides were sharp, ghastly white fangs, and thick iron-like muscles layered over the skin, as if sealing its powerful and exaggerated physical form.

"Why?" the giant uttered, as if talking to itself.

"What why?" A long, exaggerated mouth appeared at the giant's throat, breaking into a smile.

"Three very nutritious meals came along, so why won't you let me eat them?" the half-human, half-snake monster murmured quietly.

"Food, hahaha..."

The large mouth on the throat let out a string of strange laughter.

Then, taking a slightly more serious tone, it answered, "Hanlin, among those three guys, one is quite difficult to deal with. Who knows, we might become the prey."

"They are all from the Demon Suppression Bureau. If we don't kill them all, how can we rescue mother from the Demon Suppression Tower?" The giant gently stroked the long sword in its hand, speaking calmly.

"Indeed."

The large mouth on the throat replied, "The strongest among those three is the Tower Master of the Demon Suppression Tower."

"Even I, upon just breaking free from the seal, almost got killed by that guy, a true monster. If it weren't for you, I would absolutely not wish to confront such a terrifying fellow head-on. Even the thought of it is thrilling."

"Thank you..." the giant fell silent, then offered two words.

"There's nothing to thank me for. We're merely cooperating with each other, each getting what we need," said the large mouth.

The giant lifted its head, its blood-red vertical pupils narrowing slightly, its gaze seeming to traverse the heavens and fall upon the Demon Suppression Tower in the county town square.

"To what degree must I reach in order to defeat those humans?"

"Soon," said the large mouth excitedly. "By cultivating the Snake Shedding Technique to the seventh layer, in this county, you should have the power to contend for supremacy."

"With a half-demon body, practicing human Cultivation Techniques, plus the experience and talent of a great demon like me. Monster, what a monster," the large mouth exclaimed with excitement. "Kid, you will reach a realm that no one has ever imagined."

"Monster?" the giant sighed softly.

"What's wrong?" the large mouth asked, puzzled. "Don't you like such power?"

"I like power, but I do not like the process of acquiring it," the giant said softly. "Continuous killing, devouring, feeling the power of the eternal heavens slowly descending upon my body. This process makes me feel like I am gradually killing something."

"What thing?" the large mouth questioned.

"The part of me that belongs to humans," the giant replied calmly.

"Hehehe, how can one gain power without paying a price?" the large mouth chuckled while offering consolation.

"Yes..." the giant withdrew its gaze, "As long as I can save my mother, it doesn't matter what I kill, what I give up, or what I become. There's only one thing I care about—

On this path, whoever stands in my way, dies!"

Bang!

The gentleness on his face disappeared, replaced by ferocity and viciousness, with what looked like two blazing red flames dancing and burning within his eye sockets.

An extremely terrifying and domineering aura swept out like hundreds of massive, invisible blades, twisting the air and leaving deep cuts on the ground. The ancient trees nearby broke off with a thunderous crash. An owl, sensing the danger, flapped its wings, but before it could fly away, it burst into pieces, turning into countless fragments of flesh.

Countless specks of dust and fragments of leaves fluttered down from the sky, obscuring the moonlight and the view.

When all the dust had settled, all that remained on the ground was a giant crater.

The half-demon giant's figure had vanished, signaling that a new round of hunting would soon unfold!

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"Did that guy seem to notice the two of us just now?"

"Impossible. We're tens of thousands of meters apart. Even if Li Daoxuan himself were here, he couldn't possibly extend his sense this far!"

"Perhaps it's not a sense, but something more like an intuition."

"This guy, despite wearing a human shell, gives me the feeling more of a cruel, heartless beast."

Canglong Mountain.

On a remote mountain peak obscured by clouds and fog.

Two elders from the Sky Demon Alliance were quietly conversing.

One of the elders wore leather pants, his upper body bare. Normally towering at two and a half meters, his body was hard and sturdy. His muscles exhibited a rock-like rugged and defined texture, which, just by looking at, gave one the impression of indomitable strength, unshakeable.

The other elder was only around one meter seventy in height, his waist slightly stooped, holding a black wooden cane in his left hand.

His whole person was wrapped in a chilling ghostly aura, his face old and sinister.

Especially those eyes.

They were shockingly white, pupil-less.

Even if such a figure suddenly appeared in a horror film, it would scare someone half to death on sight.

The rock giant was called Lu Gaoxuan, while the other elder engulfed in ghostly aura was named Gui Shiqi.

Both were subordinates of the White Deer Demon King within the Sky Demon Alliance.

They were second only to the Demon King himself.

The two had come here with the intention of cooperating with the Wolf King to carry out a counter-siege against the Demon Suppression Bureau.

They shared the same goal as Pig King Kong and Blood Bat.

However...

What they did not expect was for the Wolf King to be utterly crushed throughout the encounter.

They had just arrived and had not even had a chance to take action when the situation here had already concluded.

Seeing the tragic state of Cang Ye, the Demon King, both were lost for words. After a moment, Lu Gaoxuan shook his head and lamented, "Even a mighty Demon King meets such a tragic end."

"In this world, only power is real," the ghostly elder said. "We should not stay here any longer, let's leave this place."

"Report what happened here to the White Deer Demon King."

"Alright," Lu Gaoxuan nodded emphatically.

The two turned around, reached the edge of a cliff, and leapt down, quickly disappearing from the battlefield.

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Bang!

In another part of the forest.

Ye Tong knelt down heavily, splashing muddy water in a puddle.

After a grueling battle that lasted the entire night, she had finally shaken off the pursuers from the Demon Suppression Bureau thanks to her familiarity with the surrounding environment.

However, there wasn't the slightest bit of relief from having survived the ordeal.

Her heart was completely drowned in an intense and profound grief.

"Master Cang Ye..."

She lifted her head and gazed at the cold moon suspended in the night sky.

The last image in her mind was of the Wolf King's massive and graceful figure, with moonlight cascading like a waterfall over his soft, white fur.

Then, in a daze, in the next image.

Everything was dyed red with blood and fire, and shrill screams filled her mind.

The Wolf King's limbs were severed, his eyes crushed, thick chains piercing through his flesh and bones; his dying body, like that of a wild dog, was dragged away as a trophy of war.

"Ahhhh!!"

Ye Tong tried to refrain from dwelling on the details.

But she couldn't avoid it; every detail in that image, along with the temperature and the scent of the hot blood.

It was as if she was surrounded by a vast and unforgiving vortex, invisible hands dragging her into an abyss of excruciating collapse.

Crack!

It was as if something in her mind had shattered.

A crimson lightning flashed, and Su Heng's massive and indifferent figure appeared before her.

That peerless power, one that could easily crush even a Demon King, was utterly despairing, leaving no room for thoughts of resistance.

She loathed her own weakness, but she was powerless.

Drip drop!

Crimson tears fell.

Ye Tong lowered her hands and realized they were covered in blood and large patches of torn human skin.

In the midst of her crying just now, she had nearly torn off half of her face.

But she felt no pain.

The immense sorrow numbed her senses to the cold.

"Are you feeling any better now?" A detached voice sounded, handing her a white handkerchief with a pale, slender hand.

Ye Tong took it absently and slowly looked up.

"Why?" she asked. "Our god has been treated like that, yet you don't seem sad at all."

The young elder Ye Luo replied, "I don't do things that are pointless."

"I don't know why, but they didn't choose to kill the Wolf King; he's still alive," Ye Luo said.

"So..." Ye Tong asked.

"It means that we still have a chance to save him," Ye Luo said. "A demon as powerful as the Wolf King, once freed, can recover quickly even from such serious injuries."

"But that's the Demon Suppression Tower; for us, it's hell," Ye Tong said in shock.

"So, just because it's difficult, should we give up without even trying?" Ye Luo asked with a cold voice, looking down from above.

Ye Tong clenched her fists and suddenly looked up, "Tell me, what should we do?"

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In a valley in Canglong Mountain.

Cool moonlight shone down while flames flickered, the corpses of the heretical cultists were piled up and crackled as they burned.

Su Li slowly stood up from beside a wounded Demon Suppression Bureau disciple.

"The injuries have stabilized for the most part. Be careful not to engage in vigorous activities from now on to avoid misaligning your bones and causing permanent problems," she said gently.

She reached out and gently rubbed the young disciple's head, admonishing with care.

"Thank you, you've been a great help," the young disciple said, his cheeks slightly red, filled with gratitude.

"You're welcome, it's what I should do," Su Li said with a smile on her face, taking a step back to head over to another group of wounded.

But...

She hadn't walked two steps forward.

Overwhelmed by the extensive use of her internal energy, an intense wave of dizziness surged over her.

Su Li staggered, nearly falling, but Xiao Qing was there to steady her in time, helping her regain her balance.

"Thank you," Su Li said.

"You can't keep going on like this," Xiao Qing said somewhat angrily. "You're weak now as well; you need proper rest."

"I..." Su Li opened her mouth, her lips slightly dry.

She shook her head without arguing with her friend but simply said calmly, "These disciples are subordinates of Elder Zhao Luoying. When Elder Zhao returns and sees this scene, she will surely praise me, won't she?"

Xiao Qing looked at her serious expression, suddenly silent and at a loss for words.

Su Li pinched Xiao Qing's cheek, turned around, and continued on.

Swish!

A breeze blew by.

An unexpected shadow appeared beside the two.

Su Li and Xiao Qing both jumped, the former instinctively reaching for the long sword at her waist.

But once she saw the shadow was her dear brother Su Heng, Su Li patted her chest and breathed a sigh of relief.