The Lord Demon King is Unfathomable!

Sak carefully observed the man standing in front of the map, and glanced at the layout of the tent.

Although it was just a quick glance, he recognized the map on the wall immediately. Those few strokes depicted the northern coastline of the Sun Step Mountain Range!

Realizing this, he couldn't help but feel a chill in his heart.

Who would have thought that these strangers from afar used such a short time not only to establish an easily defensible fortress on the coastline but also to map out this area!

It seems their ambitions are not small!

At this moment, as he was musing, Sak suddenly noticed an icy gaze shooting from the side, and he immediately shuddered, hurriedly folding his wings and kneeling on one knee.

"I am Sak Jifeng, envoy of the Wind Roar Tribe... at your service, Lord Demon King!" His voice was full of humility, not daring any disrespect.

On the Gana Continent, there is only one person who can be called Your Majesty, and that is the Holy King of the fallen Holy Armor Dragon Kingdom. Yet,

However, upon seeing this grand figure in front of him, he couldn't help but use this title.

Perhaps noticing the commotion at the entrance, the man standing before the map finally put away his thoughtful expression, shifting his gaze from the map to him.

He glanced up and down at him, nodding slightly with a trace of approval in his eyes.

However, that approving gaze didn't make Sak feel relaxed. Instead, it stirred a slight chill in his heart.

He could feel that the approving gaze was not due to appreciating some quality in him, but rather like a gaze selecting goods from a shelf...

Looking at the trembling Lizardman before him, Luo Yan's lips curved into a playful arc.

Not sure whether to call it luck or misfortune, there had once been a group of geckos in his maze claiming to be descendants of giant dragons, and contrary to these supposedly pure-blooded creatures here, those geckos seemed to have more backbone.

Of course, compared to opponents with backbone, he preferred those who recognized the situation.

This could save him a lot of trouble.

"Wind Roar Tribe, huh," Luo Yan casually broke the silence in the tent, "where are you located on the map?"

With his head lowered, Sak replied nervously.

"We mainly reside at the peak of the Sun Step Mountain Range, migrating everywhere following the will of Sky God Uranus... we don't have a fixed home."

So, these guys are nomads on the Gana Continent?

Earlier, from the captives of the Holy Armor Dragon Kingdom, Luo Yan already extracted some information about this continent and the situation of the Lizardmen residing here.

However, those guys were just ordinary soldiers, their intelligence was limited. To fully grasp the situation on this land, he would need to enhance interactions with the locals.

Looking at the mountains on the map, Luo Yan nodded thoughtfully and, after a moment's pause, spoke.

"Uranus... now that's an ancient name."

Upon hearing this, a trace of pride floated in Sak's eyes. However, just as he was about to lift his head to follow up with the Demon King's words, a sharp gaze forced his head back down.

Watching the aggrieved Sak, Luo Yan smiled faintly, then glanced at Sarah standing beside, scolding lightly.

"Sarah, be mindful not to keep interrupting our guest."

"Apologies... Lord Demon King," Sarah lowered her head.

Though her words implied an apology, Sak, kneeling on one side, felt not a hint of remorse from her.

Obviously—

These people were deliberately intimidating him!

Feeling the undisguised contempt, Sak was filled with humiliation but powerless, forced to swallow this bitter pill.

Observing the Wind Roar Tribe's envoy opting for patience, a hint of regret flashed in Luo Yan's eyes, though he didn't comment further.

Apparently, the Wind Lizard Clan was not as easily provoked as the Guardian Clan.

But no matter.

He had guarded the vicinity of the Teleportation Array for three days without encountering any formidable beings from this continent, instead, he met the envoy from the hostile forces of the Holy Armor Dragon Kingdom.

This revealed many things already—

These Lizardmen probably didn't want to drive him away.

But their strength didn't allow them.

It seems the Dragon God's "Blessed Barrier" wasn't without a cost, looking at the strength of all the Lizardmen of the Gana Continent now, they might not even compare to a single duchy under the Emperor's rule...

So, it's inevitable.

After all, the era of the Gods of Elements ended a thousand years ago, what's left here is merely an echo from that time.

Sad for the fate of these lizards, Luo Yan observed a half-second of silence.

For them, he didn't even feel the need to act.

Unaware that the Demon King before him had already decided his fate, Sak took a deep breath and, according to his own rhythm, began speaking slowly.

"Respected Lord Demon King, I come this time primarily to convey the greetings and congratulations from my leader, Urga Wind Split—congratulating you on your victory over the army of the Holy Armor Dragon Kingdom."

At this point, he deliberately paused, inserting a deeper meaning into his flattering tone.

"It was indeed a thrilling victory; we witnessed everything that happened on this beach from above. Your brave demeanors on the battlefield deeply impressed us..."

He thought the Demon King in front of him might show some fear upon hearing this sentence, but unexpectedly, the other party hardly paid attention to his deliberately displayed muscles, simply not caring at all.

A profound sense of powerlessness swept over Sak, especially as that casual yawn made him feel like he'd punched a pillow.

The other party had no intention of forming an alliance!

Just as he was about to make further efforts, the Demon King interrupted his continuous flattery—or rather, probing.

"Do you have anything else to discuss?"

Seeing the unmoved Demon King, Sak clenched his teeth, forced to temporarily abandon the game, and threw out the olive branch hidden in his implied words.

"Since the Holy Armor Dragon Kingdom is our common enemy, why don't we join hands—"

Before he could finish, he was interrupted again.

"Us? Do you all form alliances with a bunch of ants?"

Sak froze in place.

His expression twisted with anger, all his muscles tensed, nostrils flaring in white mist, wishing he could rush forward to tear the human in front apart.

However, the flame of rage that had just ignited within was instantly extinguished by a cold shower.

A chilling dagger was poised precisely at his throat, just an inch away from piercing through the scales at his neck!

He had no doubt—

If not for that lord speaking up at the last moment, he might not even know what had happened before he'd already become a corpse!

"Sarah, spare his life."

"But..."

"I need him to return and convey the message to his leader."

Signaling Sarah to sheathe her weapon and step back, Luo Yan looked at the frozen Sak, continuing with a calm tone.

"I don't want to give you any illusion of victory; for now, you only have two choices—"

"Submit or die."