Hyperdimensional Player

Chapter 420 Demon Star Killer God

If you're in deep trouble, you can't stand firm without being ruthless.

As Duncan's figure disappeared from the Plague Horn, Crogras-Soul Eater couldn't help but wipe the cold sweat from his forehead and whispered, "My lord."

"Do you need me to arrange for someone to help?"

His interdimensional smuggling trade still relies on the Church of Wealth. Although there aren't many interdimensional merchants in Faerûn, the vast majority of them are related to the Church of Wealth.

The negotiations had nearly made his heart leap into his throat, while the man in the red shroud, in a nonchalant and languid tone, instructed Duncan to kill another demon lord's emissary. The specific reasons weren't explained to the group; it was merely one of the prerequisites for cooperation.

Only those with strength have the right to negotiate.

Given the chaotic nature of the Abyss Demons, Duncan wouldn't even have the chance to ask for cooperation if he couldn't help the Red Shroud clear away its current troubles and prove his strength.

Duncan, who was walking ahead, slowly shook his head and simply said, "You can arrange for someone to clean up the mess."

"Leave the rest to me."

The Shadow Eater-Victor, standing nearby, hesitated to speak, but ultimately remained silent. The red shroud's spellcasting ability was even stronger than his. Although mages generally looked down on warlocks, it was better to avoid trouble at this critical juncture.

As long as Duncan doesn't ask for help, he'll play the role of a magician advisor, and he won't be shortchanged on the money.

Horn Hall.

Just after Duncan's figure disappeared, the woman in the red burial shroud who sat on the lord's throne slowly rose and entered a secret chamber behind it, accompanied by two powerful succubi. A crystal ball floated in mid-air in the chamber, and when her fingers with sharp, blood-red nails touched the crystal ball, the figures of Duncan and his party immediately appeared on it.

"Miss."

“This human is very powerful,” a succubus beside her whispered.

The man in the red burial shroud had a deep, unfathomable gaze. He said calmly, "He is very strong. But not strong enough."

"They came for Wakin."

As a renowned demon lord of the first level of the Abyss, the Red Shroud has a vast network of information, not to mention that her father is the Wind Demon King Pazuzu, who can control all bird-like creatures.

It's no secret that Woking has disappeared, and some demon lords have long heard rumors that she may have entered the Abyss.

However, it remains unclear who the Goddess of Wealth, Woking, is collaborating with, and whether she is still trapped in the Abyss. While the Abyss appears to have many layers, there are only a handful of truly powerful demons capable of cooperating with the holy incarnations of gods.

Considering the way demon lords behave, Woking would definitely not look for a demon lord who is too chaotic and crazy, so he can only look for a powerful demon who is somewhat similar to a devil in nature.

By eliminating possibilities in this way, the identity of the demon lord becomes quite obvious.

—Lord of Darkness - Grazt.

The demon lord who most resembles a devil in the entire abyss is also one of the three giants of the abyss.

Duncan is very strong.

But in the eyes of the red shroud, this man was not powerful enough to challenge the three giants of the abyss, and it was not worth offending the long-established demon lord for such matters.

This is about considering gains and losses.

She needs to see Duncan's ability and sincerity, and at least be sure that they have a real chance of success before she will place her bets.

Another beautiful succubus laughed lasciviously, saying meaningfully, "The Queen would probably be very interested in him."

The woman in the red shroud turned her head and gave her a cold glance. Her sharp and deep gaze made the succubus tremble with fear, and she immediately lowered her head. The woman in the red shroud calmly said, "Don't do anything rash."

“He may have divine favor, and not just one goddess.”

"at the moment."

"Let's use him to solve this problem first, and then consider what comes next."

As for whether or not to take him to see his mother.

"I have my own arrangements."

The red shroud was no match for the Dark Lord Grazt; the two were simply not in the same league. Even if her father and mother joined forces, they might not have the upper hand. The three giants of the Abyss were not to be trifled with; their demon armies were the main force in the Abyss Blood War.

However, demons have little morality and little affection. Even among parents, the relationship is not as close as one might imagine.

In the eyes of the succubus queen Mechanshute, the red shroud was merely a product of her alliance with the wind demon king Pazuzu, and also served as her spy in the upper levels of the Abyss. Although they were called mother and daughter, their relationship was more like that of superior and subordinate.

And if given the chance, the red burial shroud would certainly not hesitate to overthrow its mother's rule.

Demons don't need to talk about fancy things; self-interest is the foundation of everything, and betrayal is commonplace for them.

Given enough incentive, the red shroud could betray Duncan and his group right now.

She was observing, but only to gain more leverage.

Night falls.

Duncan slowly drew his longsword, took out a silver-gray ring and put it on. After stroking the gem on the ring, his figure immediately disappeared from the spot.

Advanced invisibility techniques.

Duncan wasn't wearing armor; he used invisibility to slip into the shadows and enter stealth mode. During his battles with the Church of Pain assassins, he had already seized many of the Wanderers' abilities. As he approached a dilapidated tower south of the market, red hostile targets appeared on the projection screen.

——Male Succubus Warrior (3-star silver-gray).

— Berserker Guardian (4-star silver-gray).

——Male Enchantress (Four-star Silver Gray).

—The messenger of Sokos-Pinus (Fly Demon) (Five-star silver-grey).

Duncan has his target locked in.

It was a demon with a fly's head and a humanoid body, with a pair of thin wings on its back. Fly demons were rare even in the Abyss. They were very swift and slightly 'elegant' compared to other demons, except when they were feeding.

Fly demons are very patient and polite to demons, which is why they are often used as messengers, diplomats and negotiators by six-armed serpent demons, Balrogs, and even demon lords.

These special demons have an agility attribute of nearly 30 points, making them difficult to catch once they create distance.

Dimensional space, projected onto the page.

Duncan's figure approached the enemy's dwelling in the darkness, from which came eerie lewd sounds. Through the projected screen, one could see some obscene images: several succubi intertwined, some male and some female, like a 'string', their different skin colors writhing and overlapping, devoid of any beauty, only making one feel nauseous.

The male succubus warrior who had been giving Duncan the unfriendly look during the day was now riding on the back of another male succubus.

The demon lord Sokos-Pinos is the embodiment of sex and forbidden desires. Although Duncan has never heard of His name, it is clear that He has indeed visited the corresponding realm and influenced the other demons who follow Him.

Duncan didn't need to know why the Red Shroud demanded he kill His messenger; he only needed to know that it was a prerequisite for their negotiation and cooperation.

puff!

There was a flash of blood.

The berserker guard at the entrance was instantly pierced through the heart. Duncan's figure was only visible as ripples in the air. The next second, blood gushed out, and another berserker guard was beheaded on the spot.

Clean and crisp.

One hit kill!

Duncan tried his hand at the job and discovered that he could also do the work of a rogue, except that it was a little different from his usual armored combat. A rogue had to be completely silent.

But as long as everyone is killed, it can be considered a successful infiltration.

There are enemies!
The Flomos's follower inside awoke with a start, but before it could make a move, a faint ripple appeared in the air, and with a wisp of wind, its head floated off.

Advanced invisibility will not reveal Duncan during an attack; others can only determine his exact location by relying on factors such as air, footsteps, and traces.

boom!
A door on one side opened, and a disheveled male succubus warrior rushed out. Before he could even raise his weapon, a flash of blood appeared, and his body was instantly split in two. The next second, a human footprint appeared on the ground, and accompanied by a piercing whistle, a purgatory spear pierced through several succubi that were intertwined in front of him.

Regardless of gender, they were all nailed to that large bed stained with all sorts of bodily fluids. It was disgusting.

A group of male succubi were having a slutty party here, and Duncan was wielding his sword with more force than usual.

One by one, heads rolled off.

Duncan swiftly swung his blade, killing them one by one, and then unleashed a powerful whirlwind slash, turning all the succubi in the room into a pile of minced meat.

All of this happened in just a few dozen seconds.

With the advantage of God's perspective, Duncan had already locked onto the positions of all the enemies. After taking down the berserker guards in front, he immediately rushed into the room and started a killing spree. By the time the succubi having their orgies inside were hacked to pieces, the enemies in the hall behind him finally reacted. The fly demon messenger also hurriedly got up and immediately cast several spells on himself.

"Enemies!" a succubus servant exclaimed.

puff.

The next second, the head fell to the ground.

Duncan's invisible figure brushed past him. In the dimly lit corridor, his longsword flashed with a cold light. Two succubus warriors who rushed out from the side didn't even have a chance to raise their weapons. One was cut in half at the waist on the spot, and the other, who was lying in ambush behind the door, listening for footsteps and trying to sneak up on Duncan, was directly stabbed to death by him through the door.

A sneak attack on Duncan?

nonexistent.

The succubus warrior died without ever knowing how Duncan managed to stab him through the door with a single sword.

The plague horn sounds.

A figure in a red shroud rushed over, draped in a thin veil. Her exposed skin was a deep crimson. As the offspring of the succubus queen, she was also very mindful of her burgeoning desires. The figure in the red shroud placed her hand on the crystal ball. When she saw the image inside, her pupils contracted, and her expression became unusually serious.

She missed the very beginning of the scene, and by the time she hurriedly activated the magic orb to peek, Duncan had already charged into the enemy's back room alone with his sword.

"Miss."

"What's wrong?" a lazy female voice asked.

On the large bed in the room, beneath the pink gauze curtains, a succubus queen's attendant raised her head. Her body was branded with an emblem that resembled the mark of a slave: a bright red pattern of an iron spike piercing her lips.

The red-clothed sirens didn't even glance at the succubus behind them. As the magic orb spun, some images were reflected for a moment.

It only took a short while.

Amidst the shocked gaze of the woman in the red shroud, the dozen or so demons in the front hall were annihilated. Then, the man's figure flashed by. Because of her advanced invisibility spell, she couldn't pinpoint his location. She only saw a clear footprint on the hard wall, a mark left by a tremendous force, causing spiderweb-like cracks to appear on the entire wall.

"What a terrifying power!"

"Does he also have dragon blood?" The pupils of the man in the red burial shroud contracted slightly.

No mortal could possess such divine power.

Wherever Duncan went, the demons who died under his greatsword were either beheaded or cut in half at the waist. Some enemies were even cleaved in two along with their weapons. Few enemies could make him draw his sword a second time. Such a terrifying offensive was something that Red Shroud had only seen a handful of powerful demons wield in the past.

The closest one is a powerful Balor Fire Demon Decapitator with the strength of a demon lord!
Based on the Balrog, that powerful demon also advanced to the unique Decapitator class.

The magic flashed by in an instant.

The man's speed was too fast; he might possess a constant acceleration artifact. The light of the spells faded like fireworks. The red shroud knew that the spells cast by these succubi couldn't even pass the man's immunity check.

They are dead!
really.

The next second, blood gushed out. The three succubi were brought close. One was cleaved in two on the spot, another was cut in half at the waist, and the last one seemed to be gripped by an invisible hand. With a snap, the succubus's neck was broken, and even a section of his spine was torn out, all under the extremely fearful gaze of the man in the red shroud.

The woman in the red burial shroud subconsciously touched her slender neck, feeling goosebumps and a chill run down her spine.

terrible!

If you were to fight this man, you absolutely could not give him any chance to get close.

This is practically a humanoid Balor Flame Demon!

Once he gets close, you have no chance to cast any spells other than instant-cast spells.

The fragmented image flashed by in an instant.

The red shroud saw the swift fly demon, an extremely fast demon skilled in using a rapier, whose mouthparts could suck the life out of its enemies.

Finally, he got injured!
The red burial shroud seemed to breathe a sigh of relief as it saw the drops of blood falling into the air.

The man was finally injured.

If he had killed more than twenty mid-level demons unscathed, I probably wouldn't have dared to approach within ten meters of him.

But the next instant inside the crystal ball caused the red-clothed woman's pupils to dilate, because she saw the man's murderous figure emerge from the invisibility, holding a hideous fly's head in his hand, with the headless corpse of the Fly Demon Messenger lying on the ground beside him.

Although he was injured, he killed the legendary demon messenger with a single blow.

so horrible.

Thanks to the enhanced invisibility spell, even the red shroud couldn't see his movements clearly, only catching a glimpse of a barely perceptible cold light before the Fly Demon Messenger's head fell off.

"His skills are extremely swift, no less than those legendary demons known for their agility."

"Is this person the son of God?"

"How could a mortal possess such terrifying physical abilities!"

Inside the crystal ball.

Duncan calmly walked down the corridor without changing his expression. Everywhere he looked, there were the limbs and torsos of demons. After reaching the door, the man casually tossed the grotesque head of the Fly Demon to the trembling Kroglas-Soul Eater outside. Only then did several of his followers enter to clean up the battlefield.

Whether it was the red shroud or not, as the man left, he even looked up at the sky, his gaze meeting hers through the crystal ball.

Did he know that he was using magic to spy on me?
If that's the case.

This man is terrifying!

When the red shroud retrieved the crystal ball, she even had a lingering sense of unease. The other party had a very peculiar scent, very pure, like that of a demon veteran who had retreated from the Abyss Blood War. The Broken Domain had always recruited mercenaries and sent them to the Blood War battlefield, and the red shroud's territory itself was a transit point for the Abyss Blood War.

this moment.

She even felt that this man had the ability to directly and head-on break through her barrier.

In a mess.

Kroglas-Eater cautiously entered, letting his follower, Kanbion, clean up the corpses on the battlefield. He was still holding the head of the Fly Demon in his hands. Only then did he recover from the intimidating look in Duncan's eyes when he left, but he still felt his hands trembling slightly, as if he had been hit by a fear spell.

What a terrifying intimidating power.

Kroglas-Eater has seen his share of big scenes, even making a cameo appearance in the Abyss Bloodbath a few times. Which dimensional merchant hasn't encountered a few big shots from lower dimensions?

However, there are very few beings who can intimidate him like this. This terrifying pressure even reminded him of something.

Longwei!

Abyssal Dragon.

The closest Kroglas-Eater had come to experiencing terror in nearly a century was when he saw the Abyss Dragon soaring through the air above the Bloodbath from afar. The terrifying pressure emanating from that old dragon still sends chills down his spine whenever he thinks about it.

Where did the Wealth Church find such a ruthless person?

It seems I should be a little more cautious when dealing with merchants from the Prime Material Plane in the future, and at least I shouldn't be thinking about cheating them out of business anymore.

How many heads would this man need to chop off?

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(End of this chapter)