The overlord of the gods is interrogating the alien female spy.

　“This is just one meal…and it costs over a hundred slaves for one meal…They’ve been eating here for over ten days. Maybe…once those slaves are all eaten, it’ll be our turn…”

　"..."

　She quickly averted her gaze from the horrifying scene and looked further into the distance.

　"Those ones……"

　"It's the Blood Demon."

　Sarkaz, who was beside him, continued his story.

　He seemed to be trying to distract himself in this way, so that he wouldn't be scared out of his wits and become a pitiful victim.

　"For many days now, Blood Demons have been arriving in Kazdel in droves... After the slaves are drained of their blood, their corpses are eaten by Carrion Eaters and Wendigos..."

　"...If there are so many enemies that even the gentlemen of the royal court can't defeat...then...what can we do?"

　"Who knows... We... We could have escaped. But..."

　She stopped looking at the Sarkaz outside, hugged the broken pot behind the wall, clenched her hands tightly together, and prayed softly.

　"What are you doing? Praying to the Demon King?"

　Sarkaz, who was beside her, called out to wake her up.

　"No... not..."

　The Demon King… standing atop the walls of Kazdel, she could see the palace. That was the Demon King's palace; the Sarkaz's protectors resided within. But… now, all the Sarkaz were to protect the Demon King…

　She turned her head and looked at the distant sky.

　"I... am praying for... those who can help us."

　"Who's so capable?!"

　"..."

　Her eyes were fixed on the clouds on the horizon. The sun had fully risen above the mountains, and its afterglow was turning the clouds red.

　That sun... seemed just like the one she remembered.

　"The great... Primordial Celestial Venerable..."

　Chapter Ninety-Two: The Bloodline Defense

　The Blood Court is an assembly of countless blood demons.

　The monarch of the blood demons, the king of blood, the one the blood demons call the Blood Demon Lord... the most powerful and oldest blood demon on this land, Dukare, stands at the very forefront of all the Sarkaz.

　Behind her were all the members of the Blood Royal Court, and all the blood demons on this land.

　No matter where they were or what they were thinking, they were all forcibly gathered here by the Blood Lord, just like when they defended Kazdel more than six thousand years ago.

　But back then, the ruler of Kazdel was her brother, a king for whom she was willing to sacrifice herself. Now, however, the city is merely a filthy land ruled by a useless coward, a worthless demon king.

　She didn't care about the Demon King's life or death.

　But this place... is still Kazdel, the homeland in the hearts of all Sarkaz.

　Therefore, she will still give everything to protect this Sarkaz homeland, and...

　"Hunting a damned god's people."

　Dukare once single-handedly hunted down a behemoth that was wreaking havoc in Kazdel with the Blood Court, and now she believes this is just another all-out hunt.

　"coming."

　The mere appearance of that enormous creature brought an end to the howling winds that had swept across the wilderness for countless years.

　The sunlight shone on the creature's scales, creating a dazzling, radiant glow.

　His mane was as black as night and as soft as clouds, and his body was like a moving mountain. His appearance blocked out the sun and replaced the light with his eyes.

　Awe...fear...anger...

　The Blood Demon sensed it the moment it appeared.

　Her blood was boiling, and the Tikkaz blood within her was roaring, venting the anger and hatred that even death could not erase.

　The ancient creature before them was the Sarkaz's mortal enemy.

　"Blood Court! Dedicate yourselves to me!"

　No hesitation.

　The sorcery altars that had long covered the earth were activated, and the figures of the blood demons blotted out the sky, their blood transforming into the purest power that surged into her body.

　The same methods once used to hunt down that giant beast were once again used to deal with this ancient overlord of the gods.

　"kill!"

　Under the control of the Blood Demon, blood was transformed into the hardest and sharpest weapon, powerful enough to annihilate rivers and sweep away mountains.

　"—!"

　Faced with such an offensive, the Qilin beast merely waved its arms and claws, and a storm surged across the earth, swirling countless sand and gravel into a sandstorm that engulfed the Blood Demon's magic.

　The Blood Demon King's court is doing everything in its power to try and fight against the natural disaster with human strength.

　Can we win?

　you can!

　Ducarle believed she could defeat her opponent.

　Even the largest creature will be reduced to ruins and corpses by her full-force attack.

　The art of witchcraft has been refined over countless years, the bloodline remains as pure as ever, and the power... has only grown stronger.

　Towering waves of blood and sandstorms clashed and tugged at the land, the violent impact transforming into a new wave of storms surging in all directions.

　After Ducarle plunged into the storm, the colossal figure shattered amidst the carnage of countless lives.

　It seems like they won?

　But what fell was not flesh and blood, but countless grains of sand.

　"..."

　It's a puppet.

　Ducarle decapitated and shattered the behemoth, but all she saw were puppets made of sand and stone... Where was the real enemy?

　"Well done. With such abilities, you filthy scum are the ones I should stretch my muscles against."

　The thunderous, arrogant roar transformed into a hurricane that echoed across the wilderness, and Sarkaz was able to witness the true form of the Kirin Overlord.

　then……

　The Blood Demon then encountered his true enemy.

　"boom--"

　A surge of immense energy erupted as the Qilin Overlord's fist struck the Blood Demon's body, instantly reducing the Blood Demon Lord's body to ashes.

　Just die like that?

　This ancient blood demon...

　"Terrible power."

　A surge of blood erupted from the altar, and the Blood Demon's body was reassembled once more.

　"Blood Royal Court, obey my command!"

　In an instant, blood obscured the sunlight, and countless blood demons rushed towards the figure radiating sunlight. The shadow of blood drowned out the Sarkaz's cries.

　"The great... Primordial Celestial Venerable..."

　Clearly... that person was the enemy who started the war and forced the Sarkaz to fight to this extent...

　but……

　The girl looked around; the Sarkaz's faces were full of confusion and helplessness... They simply did not want to face this war.

　If she had to serve the Sarkaz nobles who had forced them here, she would rather pray to this god.

　She still remembered the beautiful kingdom described by the Kirin Overlord... Would living there be better than in Kazdel?

　"—"

　A silent fall...

　Or perhaps the Qilin Overlord's attack was so fast, like lightning, that the moment the Blood Demon saw that light, it was his death.

　In an instant, more than a hundred blood demons died, their mournful cries shaking the heavens and the earth.

　But on the altar of blood, crimson chains bound all the blood demons together, turning their deaths into a single entity.

　Such powerful magic would make the Blood Demon a nightmare for enemies, but in front of the Qilin Overlord, their resurrection is nothing more than waiting for the countdown to the next resurrection.

　Massacre, a complete and one-sided massacre.

　The ranking system in the Blood Royal Court determines how soon and how quickly these blood demons will die.

　Blood demons below the rank of prince and grand duke were swept into the rebirth blood pool by the aftershocks of the Qilin Overlord's attack. The rest could only withstand as many punches as possible in a second.

　The blood demons roared, howled, and sobbed, yet they were bound here by crimson chains, fighting desperately for their lord time and time again, facing death time and time again.

　"Beast! Face me!"

　Ducarle didn't know how many times she had stood before this divine being.

　Just now, it was another round of slaughter without any suspense. Her body was shattered into countless scattered pieces of flesh and blood under the claws of this overlord of the gods. How many times had her head or half of her body been bitten off by it?

　How many times did he die... dozens? hundreds? or tens of thousands?

　But... she won't give up.

　"Worm, if I remember correctly, I have killed you more than five thousand times. If you don't have any other tricks up your sleeve, I'm going to get tired of you."

　The Qilin Overlord had witnessed all the spells of these blood demons, but most of them died along with their masters the moment they were released, and those spells that successfully hit him only scratched his scales.

　"There's one more move..."

　"Then show me."

　The glow of the setting sun illuminated the land behind the Qilin Overlord.

　From dawn till dusk, the land was littered with the blood and corpses of the Blood Demon. Many of the altars were destroyed, leaving only the accumulated energy...

　They are already severely depleted and no longer have the ability to revive the Blood Demons. Next, these Blood Demons... will face true death.

　“People of God. Your name.”

　This was the first time Ducarle had asked the other person's name.

　"Ha. Remember this, you maggots, Sarkaz, all aliens. I am the king of all beastmen, the lord of all beastmen, the father of all beastmen, the emperor of all beasts, the primordial heavenly lord, Chen Lingxu. Today is the day for you insects to repay this blood debt of ten thousand years."

　A fierce wind swept across the land, carrying the name of the Qilin Overlord, resounding throughout the four directions.

　Everyone could hear it clearly...the ancient...Tikaz language.

　Endless fear awakens within their genes, gnawing at the Sarkaz's soul.

　Sarkaz prayed to the souls, but they only roared.

　Despair began to spread, especially among the blood demons.

　"I, Ducarle, in the name of the Crimson Monarch, command you, the Blood Court, to offer yourselves to me one last time. Remember our mortal enemy before us, and then... flee."

　The Blood Demon Lord's voice was equally loud.

　She opened her arms, and all the blood demons heard her voice.

　"I pardon your crime of desertion. I grant you permission to live on this land with all your might."

　The crimson chains snapped inch by inch, and all the restraints on the blood demons crumbled along with them.

　Whether to flee or fight... all the blood demons made their own choices...

　They fled desperately...

　Run away at all costs!

　Ducarle showed no surprise; she seemed to have expected it all along… In fact, if she hadn’t forcibly bound the Blood Demon to the chains, those scattered creatures would never have gathered here.

　But none of that matters anymore.