The Lord Demon King is Unfathomable!

His Purple Flames continued to burn. Although his aura was slightly weak, compared to Luo Yan and his companions standing on the terrace, he was still the most terrifying presence on this battlefield.

However, before he could take the next step, a roar burst from the terrace—

"Die!"

Blood Blade Demon General·Glack roared as he leapt from the terrace, gripping the massive Double-edged Battle Axe with both hands, slashing fiercely at Zakro.

A blazing red aura condensed on the battle axe, ripping through the air like a meteor, aiming straight for Zakro's head!

He wasn't a loyal subordinate, but at this moment, he understood that this was the only way to survive!

If Luo Yan died—

The mysterious powerhouse that intercepted Zakro would not care about their safety!

Perhaps, this was precisely the test Lord Demon King had for them!

Zakro remained expressionless, not even bothering to lift his head. With a casual wave, the Flame of Fear lashed out like a whip—

Boom!!

In the next instant, Glack's battle axe shattered with a roar, his body was flung back like a ragdoll, crashing heavily against the courtyard wall, creating a huge dent, and then falling to the ground, life and death unknown!

"...Tsk, what a waste." Zakro scoffed coldly, too uninterested to give him another glance.

"Thorny Binding!"

A sinister voice rang through the air, as Bransia hastily stretched out her slender right hand, from which a mass of twisted thorns gushed from the sleeve.

Those twisted thorns were like rushing pythons, descending swiftly to entangle Zakro's limbs, attempting to bind him tight!

She didn't have much inner monologue; she was purely terrified.

Those adept at scheming feared nothing more than the cold edge of the blade.

In the face of a death threat, all calculations became useless!

Zakro narrowed his eyes slightly, then a sarcastic smile appeared on his lips.

"Is that it?"

Crack——!

He abruptly raised his hand, grabbing the thorns. The moment the blood poison seeped into his palm, it was instantly evaporated by purple flames!

Bransia's all-out strike couldn't even leave a scratch on him!

In the next second, Zakro yanked hard, sending Bransia's body flying!

She tried to break free of the thorns, but was horrified to find she couldn't let go. She was dragged in midair, spun half a circle, and with a bang, she crashed hard against the courtyard wall, embedding half of her body within!

Stone bricks crumbled, and dust billowed.

She sat slumped on the ground, her legs trembling uncontrollably, face pale, without even the strength to stand up, a slowly spreading stain on her damaged long skirt.

The energy of fear invaded her nerves, rendering her completely immobile!

Before the elders of the Dragon family, the Queen of Desperate City was so frightened she wet herself.

Thanos stood on the terrace, his expression uncertain.

He knew better than anyone that Zakro's strength was something they couldn't contend with!

But he also understood that if he didn't take action now, when the Demon King reckoned later, he wouldn't have a good end either!

At least—

Buy Lord Demon King one more second!

"...Damn it."

Glancing at Luo Yan's "calm" expression, Thanos cursed under his breath, then mobilized all his strength.

The next second, his figure transformed into a black shadowy silhouette, the Shadow Blade flicked out from his sleeve, cloaked in the power of shadows, stabbing fiercely at Zakro's back!

A mocking grin appeared on Zakro's mouth.

"Trying to ambush me? You little punks are still too green."

He turned swiftly, his palm flaring with purple flames, accurately catching Thanos's wrist, then violently struck his abdomen with a claw!

Boom——!

Thanos's eyes bulged, his body blasted backward like a cannonball, piercing through the terrace's stone pillar, crashing to the ground, his chest heaving violently, unable to get up for a long while.

He had intended to put on a show and be done with it, but Zakro refused to cooperate, almost taking his life with this strike.

All three Demon Generals were now completely incapacitated!

Though they were rulers among the Maze, they were, after all, from the rural Maze.

The Campbell family may have produced Demigod Level powerhouses, but that was several centuries ago.

Zakro chuckled as he looked up at Luo Yan standing on the terrace, then stepped forward, his expression seemed to say "it's your turn."

Luo Yan gazed at Zakro with no expression, as if unmoved by even the collapse of mountains. Yet in truth, the landslide happened too quickly for him to react.

Too fast!

He didn't even have time to react; his three strongest subordinates were already lying on the ground.

As for himself, standing or lying down hardly made any difference.

There was a four-tier gap between Purple Crystal Level and Silver Level, like being Level 50 fighting against Level 150.

This was simply not a battle on the same dimension!

Without a hint of hesitation, looking at the fallen Three Demon Generals, Luo Yan raised his hand decisively, activating the Teleportation Array of the Lord's Mansion.

For now, he could only avoid the edge, waiting until his unreliable father dealt with Zakro before returning.

However, the next second, his expression changed slightly—

The Teleportation Array... failed?!

An invisible twisted force interfered with the flow of magic.

That was the power of the Domain!

Youyou, trembling beside his ear, whispered.

"Lord Demon King... what... what are we going to do now?!"

Once happily spectating the commotion, it now began to panic.

Luo Yan: "..."

"Did you think I'd let you escape? Dream on. Heh heh heh... But I must commend you; you're braver than those three guys, at least you didn't wet your pants." Zakro seemed to see through Luo Yan's plan to escape, sneering as he approached him.

He seemed to want to fully enjoy the intoxicating fear, intentionally walking slowly.

The outcome was decided!

At this distance, it made no difference for him whether he had the opponent's neck in his hands or not.

Surely Roxey knew this too, which was why he hadn't pursued.

Luo Yan gritted his teeth, shifting the spell of his raised right hand, as if he'd never thought of running away, a Magic Wand sprang to his fingertips.

"Decline of the Shadow!"

He didn't know what his father was spacing out about, but now all he could do was buy time!

A green energy blast shot out, aimed straight at Zakro's chest, death's corrosive force permeating the air, carrying the whispers of death!

If an adventurer like Chris or Am got hit by this move, they might not die but they'd definitely lose a layer of skin. However, Zakro, seeing the slowly approaching magic light, let out a dismissive laugh, not even bothering to dodge, allowing the green light to strike his chest, strong as a city wall.

"Is this all you got—"

His mocking words had just left his mouth when a piercing explosion sounded through Zakro's chest.

His eyes suddenly widened, his eyeballs almost popping out, then blood seeped from his mouth and nose as if struck by lightning, frozen in place, unable to move...

Then the twisted expression turned from anger into a plea, then from plea into despair.

Luo Yan was completely stunned, utterly clueless as to what had happened.

He pondered that he indeed cast Decline of the Shadow, not "Avada Kedavra Watermelon Chonk"?!

Besides, the skill's special effects didn't match...

Before he could recover, Zakro suddenly spurt out blood, his whole body like a balloon burst from within, exploding from the heart.

"Pshhhh—!"

Scattering crimson flesh and blood, clotted blood like exploding shrapnel!

The purple flames woven around him extinguished instantly, Zakro stared dumbfounded at the gaping hole in his chest, then his pupils dimmed and he fell silently to the ground, marking the end of his life.

Until his last moment, he never understood why he died at the hands of a Silver Level Undead Mage.

In the distance, standing at a high vantage, Roxey slowly unclenched his fist.

Tiny blood scabs leaked through his fingers, blowing away like sand in the wind, just like Zakro's soul vanishing into the ether.

When that guy rushed out of his domain, Roxey cautiously controlled his life until his child made a move—allowing that feeble spell to become the last straw that broke the camel's back at the perfect moment.

This operation was not easy.

Honestly, he had only a ten or twenty percent certainty, but fortunately, he won the gamble.

Zakro's arrogance made him lose this last and most fatal game, and Luo Yan's courage earned him the reward he deserved.

If Luo Yan indeed increased his soul level through Vivian's Initial Embrace, then his current strength should be no less than Vivian's Gold Level, thus compensating for some of the guilt in Roxey's heart.

Watching the young Demon King standing nonchalantly on the balcony, Roxey's face showed a smile of approval and genuine pride.

Worthy to be my son—

Even when facing a powerful Purple Crystal Level, he could bravely draw a magic wand to strike back!

Perhaps this is the bond between father and son!