Capítulo 1885: Chapter 613: Natural Disaster or Man-Made Catastrophe?
“A hundred thousand troops are blocking the passage for humans to the Donau Wasteland. Together with our elite commando squad, we’re attacking Fleur-de-lis. I honestly can’t find a reason why we wouldn’t take this Red Earth Highland. According to the data, the total population of this place is less than ten thousand!” Dreadlord George Best laughed heartily: “The Beamon warriors are renowned as the best, and that’s true for the main warrior races of Beamon. But as for those Vassal Clan Beamons, even our weakest ghoul warrior can take down a hundred of them single-handedly! It’s fine to acknowledge our opponents, but there’s no need to take them too seriously.”
With those words from the demon king, a modest yet proud smile appeared more or less on each face of the Demon Clan members.
This assuredly triumphant joy seemed to infect even the ground itself. Suddenly, the earth trembled violently, “swooshing” like someone with epilepsy.
The frequency of these ground tremors wasn’t unfamiliar to the Demon Clan, who had long endured the agony of earthquakes in the Demon World. It was the alarm of doomsday, the harbinger of death. For most non-flying members of the Demon Clan, not even the bravest would want to die such an incomprehensible death.
The smile on each Demon Clan executive’s face vanished instantly.
“Something’s not right. It’s coming from that direction!” Valdeniel, his scalp tingling, pointed shakily toward the Southern Cross Star Forest west of the Bering Mountains.
“It can’t be that coincidental, can it?” The faces of the demon staff turned ashen, their teeth chattering: “This… this… this is no joke!”
Ripples formed in large rings in the briny water of the salt fields. Every advancing demon warrior grew nervous, looking around anxiously. The serpentine formation came to a standstill, with each demon frozen like a zombie, maintaining a serious expression as if fearing that any slight movement might trigger a break in the earth’s veins.
It’s not that the Demon Clan was making a fuss. In the earthquake- and volcano-prone Demon World, every settlement was selected after detailed geological surveys had determined it as a safe location. Throughout the demon historical records, there were countless examples of underground cities being buried alive due to tectonic movements. The Demon Clan has a more instinctive fear of such unavoidable natural disasters than anyone else.
“The air smells off.” No one knows how long they waited this way, but the Six-winged Heavenly King Stockton, now drenched in cold sweat, sniffed the air deeply.
“It’s the scent of scales.” The Dreadlord George Best, as pale as ash but experienced, scooped up the air and brought it to his face to sniff, arriving at a conclusion: “Something’s not right, the scent of scales is unusually strong…”
The scent of scales, according to the Demon Clan, when translated to the Aegean language, refers to “dragon’s breath,” the essence of giant dragons.
Every giant dragon and Sub-dragon creature with Dragon Clan blood possesses this scale scent to some extent. This holds true in the Aegean Continent and in the Demon World as well. Like body odor, scale scent is a distinct biological characteristic, but it heralds unparalleled, overwhelming power. The most update n0vels are published on novelꜰire.net
Today was a southeast wind. With the strong scale scent blowing to their noses and feeling the trembling earth beneath their feet, an unclear shadow loomed over the faces of each Demon Clan executive.
“Let’s go check it out!” Self-assured in their formidable power, the Demon Clan certainly wouldn’t recoil in fear. Besides, the Demon Clan had long had detailed archival records of which location on the Aegean Continent the “Space-Time Rift” in the Demon World led to. Using the Crystal Teleportation Array, it was only two turns from the “Space-Time Rift” near the Sacred Helm Plain to the Southern Cross Star Forest—reaching there wouldn’t take long at all.
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