High-Martial World: System Arrives 30 Years Late

Chapter 681: Chapter 452: Alien Race Alliance, Celestial Cloud Royal Family, Demon God Gnashes His Teeth! (Part 2)

Su Mu’s departure earlier, Pier naturally knew what his master intended to do, clearly planning to intercept the people from the Celestial Cross Province.

Now that his master returned alone, without anyone from the Celestial Cross Province behind him, nor any commotion, Pier suspected that the group behind had most likely met their end.

After accomplishing this, the master’s body didn’t even carry a hint of the scent of blood, which could mean only one thing.

It was a one-sided massacre, where those guys didn’t even get close to touching the master’s hem.

The more Pier thought about it, the more he felt his master was unfathomable.

At this moment, a cold humph interrupted Pier’s thoughts, and soon he saw a pair of calm eyes fall upon him, causing him to swallow hard and get goosebumps all over.

"If there’s a next time, there’s no need for you to exist in this world."

"Master, spare me, Pier knows his mistake, Pier will never do it again."

Pier came back to his senses, immediately prostrating on the ground and kowtowing earnestly; indeed, he had harbored thoughts during the auction, and the humiliating offer of a pound of Red Marrow was a deliberate act by Pier.

He intended to use his master’s hand to eliminate the party from the Celestial Cross Province.

Originally, the Ray Race had expelled him, and the Celestial Cross Province was a vassal of the Ray Race, a trusted force, so Pier naturally also bore resentment toward the people of the Celestial Cross Province.

Inside the carriage, Pier had his head battered and bleeding from kowtowing, and it was a long time before Su Mu spoke casually, "Have the convoy return to Bandar City."

"Understood."

Though Pier’s aptitude for Martial Arts wasn’t high, he was very clever and capable, especially in management.

In these few days, Su Mu observed how this guy could organize the secretly controlled Nine Cities’ forces in an orderly manner without any chaos, which was enough to demonstrate his talent.

Aside from his royal identity, this was also why Su Mu was willing to give him a chance.

Along the way, Su Mu left the carriage and came to the front of another carriage in the convoy.

"I want to inspect this batch of living beings."

"Yes, sir!"

Su Mu’s public-facing identity was Pier’s personal attendant, and everyone knew he represented Pier, so no one dared to obstruct Su Mu’s actions.

More than twenty children crowded in the carriage made it appear a bit cramped, and when Su Mu arrived, the already crowded carriage suddenly had half its space cleared; the bloodless-faced children fearfully curled up together.

"I won’t hurt you."

After saying this, Su Mu’s gaze swept across the carriage, quickly landing on one individual who had been stealthily observing Su Mu ever since he entered the carriage.

The little guy, about the same age as Xiaoluo, seven or eight years old, with a dusty face could still reveal exquisite features, and his skin color was an extremely pale red, which seemed much like ordinary human skin due to the very light color.

"What is your name?"

"Mephistopheles..."

"Too long, Xiaomo, you come with me."

On the way back to Bandar City, Su Mu instructed Pier to disperse this batch of children across the Nine Cities, giving them to the City Lord’s Mansions of the Nine Cities to be fostered.

...

Bang!

A resplendent golden light pierced through the layers of haze atop the volcano, transforming into a magnificent golden pillar striking straight into the sky, seeming to puncture a large hole above in the high altitude.

The guards stationed hundreds of miles away saw this scene, felt the terrifying aura emanating from this pillar reaching the heavens, and were all stunned.

From a few days ago, glorious power erupted from the volcano’s depths from time to time, each time getting stronger; this power was something they had never heard of before!

"What a terrifying aura, this aura is becoming stronger and stronger... Lord Demon God is indeed cultivating a powerful Martial Arts technique with the help of the Myriad Beasts Blood Pool!"

"It should be about to succeed now!"

Instantly, the guards of the Ancient Altar were extremely fervent faced with this, this was their Lord Demon God!

However, the Lord Demon God, the object of the guards’ fervor at this moment, was in a state of disarray.

Inside the volcano, within the Ancient Altar’s Myriad Beasts Blood Pool.

A robust crimson figure grimly stared at the central blood pool’s flesh, into which he had almost poured all resources during this time.

A batch of Blood Cores from above Intermediate War Gods.

Energy Purple Jade accumulated over a hundred years.

Several thousand-year-old rare Blood Soldiers.

All of these had been poured into the flesh, whose trauma had long fully healed, and now, the aura emanating from it was far stronger than it had ever been initially.

Except when he planned to start truly refining this flesh, this era’s alien Demon God faced unprecedentedly immense resistance.

Suddenly, two golden forces burst forth within, preventing him from refining this body and stifling his notion to control it.

"Damn it, what exactly are these two forces?"

"The Sea of Consciousness is empty, the Divine Soul extinguished, why would these two forces autonomously protect the body?"

The crimson silhouette looked exceptionally grim, as initially, he planned to use Thousand-year-old Blood Soldiers to control this body; the fusion of Blood Soldiers was going smoothly without a hitch.

To better control it, he was even willing to continue pouring in resources, having already invested as much as three Thousand-year-old Blood Soldiers, consuming the family’s foundation, and even the Kingdom’s foundation.

Yet, despite such expenditure, the royal blood nurtured for a thousand years within the Blood Soldiers did not control this damned flesh but was instead consumed entirely as its nourishment.

A few days ago, the crimson silhouette started attempting to enter the flesh as its master; he tried various refining techniques, but without exception, every attempt failed.

Even his Divine Soul struggled to enter the slightest bit into the brow of the flesh.

Thinking of the resources poured in before, even including his Energy Purple Jade accumulated over a hundred years—which was enough to exchange with the Demon God Emperor for a cultivation technique above the Saint Realm, a true Battle Intent—

The Demon God’s heart bled, and he almost spat blood.

Fuming with rage, this contemporary Demon God struck at the flesh, intending to destroy it since control proved impossible.

Yet, after this furious attack, the Demon God instantly regretted it.

How much effort had he invested in this flesh body, and he had put in so much foundation; to destroy it like this seemed far too wasteful!

He acted impulsively!

The Demon God was filled with remorse, sighing!

However...

As the white smoke rolled away, the flesh in the Myriad Beasts Blood Pool remained intact, a profound star map unfurled behind the flesh, and two interwoven Golden Powers withstood the strike he had thrown.

This sight left the Demon God frozen in place.

In his fury, he had not held back, even if he hadn’t used the Demon God Pillar, no Demon God dared to withstand such a strike directly with the flesh.

Even he didn’t dare to be so bold.

Yet this soulless flesh had accomplished it, emerging wholly unscathed.

For a moment, the Demon God felt both astonishment and delight.

Delight at the flesh’s formidable strength immensely exceeding his expectations, even though he had accounted for its potential, he still drastically underestimated it.

As for the shock...

Being a Demon God, he was powerless against a mere human soulless flesh.

"To abandon... no, having come this far, I absolutely cannot give up, there must be a way..."

The crimson figure gritted his teeth.