Chapter 2492

This scene stunned all the demons in the hall. One must know that Venerable Myriad Feet and the Fetal Mother Demon Worm were both among the top powerhouses in the entire demon world, yet they were instantly defeated in a single encounter?

Especially the Fetal Mother Demon Worm, whose power was comparable to that of the War Priest and the Shadow Demon King, was also notoriously difficult to deal with; the longer the fight, the stronger it became. Yet, it was defeated instantly in one encounter. Perhaps only the Lord of Slaughter and the Lord of Demons could achieve such a feat.

The Fear Fiend felt a certain thrill at this moment. He could sense the air filled with various emotions of fear, many of which came from powerhouses of his own rank.

The fear of the strong was the best tonic in the world, and he felt better than ever before.

The Lord of Demons was not so pleased at this moment. Sensing the low morale of his subordinates, he immediately shouted, "This person possesses an evil art that absorbs energy from others. Be careful, everyone!"

Everyone instantly understood. So, the opponent had just absorbed Venerable Myriad Feet's poisonous mist and then used it against the Fetal Mother Demon Worm, who was caught off guard and hit.

It seemed the Fetal Mother Demon Worm's greatest weakness was its vulnerability to such initial, wide-area saturation attacks. Now they knew how to deal with it in future encounters.

A wicked smile appeared on the faces of the demons. It should be known that although these top powerhouses currently belonged to the same faction for the time being, they also had a competitive and wary relationship with each other. They generally wouldn't expose their trump cards and weaknesses, lest they be exploited.

Now that they knew the weakness of a renowned powerhouse, how could they not be pleased?

From a distance, Salome glanced at Zu An, feeling a touch of admiration in her heart. This fellow indeed had capability; what a pity he couldn't be used by her...

The Lord of Slaughter, at this moment, was both surprised and delighted. He had thought he couldn't escape disaster today, but then several helpers suddenly appeared.

By the way, where did Morgard find these helpers? Who was that woman?

And who was this mysterious powerhouse?

The power he displayed seemed to be only on par with that of the Eighteen Demon Generals, yet it was surprisingly easy for him to deal with them, as if he knew their weaknesses in advance.

The Lord of Demons also clearly noticed this. He frowned and looked at his remaining subordinates, saying, "This fellow is somewhat uncanny. Don't be careless; attack him together and finish him quickly."

He needed to keep a close eye on the Lord of Slaughter to prevent him from escaping. Although the Lord of Slaughter had just been ambushed and was severely wounded, he still couldn't be stopped by the other demon generals. The Lord of Demons absolutely couldn't make a move himself.

Many of the surrounding top powerhouses had just been injured by the Lord of Slaughter and that mysterious person. Now only a few remained, such as the Shadow Demon King, War Priest, Fear Fiend, and Doomsday Wraith.

Having just witnessed Zu An so easily defeat Venerable Myriad Feet and the Fetal Mother Demon Worm, they also worried about the danger of fighting him alone.

Of course, they were even more afraid of having to reveal their trump cards, as even if they won, it wouldn't be worth the cost.

So, the demons exchanged glances and quickly, silently, reached an agreement: they would attack together and finish off the opponent as quickly as possible.

The Shadow Demon King was the first to act. He floated in mid-air, glowing all over like a small sun, but unlike a sun, its very center was a mass of dark shadow.

From within that black sun, two beams of light suddenly shot out, like his gaze.

Many in the hall immediately recognized this as the Shadow Demon King's ultimate skill: the Petrifying Ray!

Once hit, one's body would become rigid, leaving them completely vulnerable.

Because he was wary of Zu An's strange movement technique earlier, the Shadow Demon King simultaneously cast a word-spirit skill: "This strike will hit!"

Anyway, many of the people present knew he possessed word-spirit skills, and since his word-spirit skills were inferior to Morgard's, he wasn't afraid of exposing them.

Indeed, no sooner had he spoken than Zu An's figure instantly froze, and the two Petrifying Rays hit him.

Salome's expression changed upon seeing this. "How could this fellow be so useless, getting hit so quickly?"

"Wasn't he the ruthless person capable of killing the Lord of Demons?"

Zu An had fought the Shadow Demon King in the future, so of course, he knew his opponent's skills.

He could have used "What are you looking at?" to interrupt the opponent's word-spirit casting, but he chose not to.

He thought that if he used this skill now, then in the future, when encountering the Shadow Demon King and the Lord of Demons, they would immediately recognize him.

At that time, he would be much weaker than he was now, and with their preparedness, it would be more dangerous for him.

So this time, he did not reveal himself and took the opponent's control skill head-on.

Compared to Salome's concern, the Lord of Demons' side was overjoyed.

The Fear Fiend and Doomsday Wraith rushed towards Zu An. The opponent had already been controlled by the Shadow Demon King, making this a perfect opportunity to land the killing blow.

When it came to awarding merits, he would definitely be at the front.

The Fear Fiend suddenly paused for a moment halfway through his charge because he couldn't sense any fear in that fellow's heart.

He felt a bit puzzled. Given his current predicament, he still wasn't panicked. Did the opponent have some other trump card?

Being cautious as always, he deliberately slowed down a bit, letting the Doomsday Wraith charge ahead to test the opponent's true strength first.

The Doomsday Wraith was at the very front. He also noticed the Fear Fiend's subtle move and inwardly sneered, "At this stage, that guy is still so timid and afraid of trouble. It seems the top credit will surely be mine."

Just then, a ringing sound suddenly echoed in his ears, and a sudden, inexplicable fear arose in his heart.

"Wasn't this the Fear Fiend's renowned artifact, the Fear Bell?"

"Why would he attack me?"

"Right, he must be on the Lord of Slaughter's side, betraying us and launching a sneak attack at this critical moment."

"No wonder he deliberately lagged behind me by half a step; he wanted to sandwich me between him and the opponent."

Thinking of this, his fear grew greatly. He hastily unleashed his most powerful skill and directly changed direction, blasting towards the Fear Fiend.

The Fear Fiend was also utterly bewildered by this sudden turn of events. As he clumsily defended himself, he cursed, "What are you doing? Are you insane?"

"Am I insane?" the Doomsday Wraith retorted angrily. "You traitor who sided with the Lord of Slaughter, you betray us at this moment!"

The Fear Fiend looked utterly confused. "What are you talking about? When did I ever side with him?"

Not only was he bewildered, but the Lord of Slaughter was equally confused. "Is the Fear Fiend really one of my people?"

"But how could I not know?"

The Lord of Demons frowned. "Doomsday Wraith, do you have any evidence?"

"My Lord, ask him where his Fear Bell is!" the Doomsday Wraith urged.

"Of course, it's with me..." The Fear Fiend was about to retrieve it when his hand suddenly froze. "Huh, where's my Fear Bell?"

Seeing his reaction, the Doomsday Wraith secretly sneered, and his attacks became even fiercer.

Zu An's lips curved slightly upward as he watched all this. The reason he dared to take the Shadow Demon King's Petrifying Ray head-on was that he had made preparations beforehand.

In the future, the Fear Fiend would die by his hand, and he would seize the Fear Bell from him.

It wasn't very useful on an everyday basis, but at a critical moment like this, it was perfect for sowing discord.

He just hadn't expected the Fear Fiend himself couldn't produce the bell. Could it be that only one instance of an item could exist in a world at a time, and whichever appeared first would cause the other to vanish?

As he pondered, a desolate horn blared, and cavalry swarmed from across the mountains, charging towards him. The expressions of all the demons in the hall changed dramatically, and they scrambled to take cover against the walls.

Such a large-scale army charge was so formidable that even the Lord of Slaughter and the Lord of Demons dared not face its might directly.

Having just used his companions' cover, the War Priest had already summoned his lifelong ultimate technique: the Invincible Army Formation!