Custom Made Demon King

“We must seek reinforcements from Aglan Fortress!”

“No! We can’t do this. Whether it’s Aglan or us, it may cause the plague to spread!”

“Why not?! Don’t forget that there are priests from the kingdom of Erathia in Aglan Fortress. They might be able to use the Cure Disease spell to dispel the plague!”

“That’s only in theory. The priests’ Cure Disease is only for known diseases, but this plague has never appeared in history. Who can guarantee that magic will be effective?!”

“Damn it. Are you planning on having us stay trapped in this isolated city?!”

“That’s better than everyone dying together!”

A fierce argument broke out in the Dendera Fortress. The people arguing were Gelu and the wizard heroes of the kingdom of Bracada. The wizard heroes were strongly advocating asking for help from Aglan, but Gelu blatantly opposed this proposal. In the city hall, both sides were refusing to give in, and the anger in them grew.

Fortunately, Astral still maintained his rationality and came out to stop this argument in time.

“Everyone, Dendera Fortress is now facing an unprecedented crisis! We must work together to get through this crisis and not argue with each other here!” Astral said solemnly. “If what Arantir said is true, and this plague disaster is the scheme of that demon, then the demon may be watching our turmoil now and mocking us for arguing with each other…”

Hearing this, Gelu and the wizard heroes calmed down slightly and sat down. Solmyr said, “If the creator of the plague is really that demon, then maybe we can eliminate the plague by killing the demon?”

“It’s very difficult to guarantee!” A white-bearded wizard hero shook his head. “And according to Arantir, that demon is more like a cunning demon. He only has a portion of the undead army and doesn’t have too powerful military strength. If it were me, I definitely wouldn’t immediately launch an attack on this strongly-defended fortress. The plague is his method to consume our strength. Before we become weakened to a certain extent, I think it’s impossible for that demon to appear. It’s easier said than done to kill him.”

“We still have a large number of troops. Can’t we send troops to search for his traces?”. another wizard hero said unwillingly. “If we wait passively like this, it’ll only be us suffering!” Gelu said coldly, “My rangers can attack, and mountains and forests are indeed suitable for us to fight in. But the problem is that the area is too large, and it’s difficult to search. Once we split up the troops, it’ll instead be possible for the demons to defeat them by himself…”

Everyone was silent. They knew that what Gelu said was the truth, but they felt that it was ridiculous. They should clearly be the ones with the advantage! But why did it feel like they were stuck in a quagmire?

Astral closed his eyes and thought carefully for a while before slowly saying, “The current situation is very clear. We don’t know when the demon will appear, so it’s meaningless to wait in the mist. It’s better to focus on this plague first!”

“That’s right!” Everyone agreed to this suggestion. Until now, the fortress was still in a state of panic because there were still zombies emerging constantly. Although these zombies would be killed quickly under the strict defense, it also meant that the manpower in the fortress was continuously decreasing. If this continued, Dendera would collapse before the demon appeared.

Judging from the current situation, this plague would not infect undead creatures and lifeless puppets, and high-level life forms would not be infected either. However, the heroes present could not be called high-level life forms, and they had the possibility of being infected. If there was only a group of titans, dragons, and puppets left in the fortress in the end, there was no way they could fight this battle…

After the final discussion, under the suggestion of Astral and the others, Gelu reluctantly agreed to seek help from Aglan Fortress. But he only agreed to a small number of priests coming over. They first had to confirm with these priests if Cure Disease could work against this plague. The heroes in the fortress began to get busy. They sent people to the city and started to capture people who were already infected and turned into zombies so that the priests could use them as materials when the time came. After a messenger was checked repeatedly to ensure that he was not infected, he was allowed to go through the spatial teleportation formation to Aglan to seek help.

As for Arantir and his undead army outside the city, they had long been forgotten. Although everyone now believed his previous words and felt that it was indeed a plague spread by the demon, no one proposed letting Arantir return…

Arantir led his undead army and stood alone at the foot of the fortress wall, waiting in the desolate winds…

Roy, who was tens of kilometers away, was feeling very comfortable. Fat Tiger had caught a huge firebird from somewhere. Rumor had it that this bird creature that could use powerful fire magic was a close relative of phoenixes. But now that this firebird had its feathers stripped off, it was roasting above a fire like a chicken. While sizzling with oil, there was a mouth-watering aroma wafting out, causing Fat Tiger’s mouth to drip with saliva while he was slowly rotating the roasting rack with his mouth…

With his eyes closed, Roy let his pet roast meat as he lay in Julia’s arms while enjoying the polishing and waxing service. Under Julia’s meticulous care, his thick demon horns became increasingly sleek.

There was a large flag erected beside Roy. It was the Soul Attracting Flag with the Osiris Mark. Roy had slightly modified the attributes of the Soul Attracting Flag so that all the souls that died because of his demon blood in the fortress tens of kilometers away would instantly teleport to the Soul Attracting Flag. This resulted in Roy lying on the ground and earning nearly eighty thousand souls from last night until now!

Giovanni could not understand what Roy had done at all. He was too far away and did not know what was going on in Dendera Fortress. But the densely-packed souls teleporting over shocked him. No matter how stupid he was, he knew that these souls were most likely from the fortress. He did not know what method this demon, who was cooperating with him, used to plunder so many souls from the fortress so far away. It was simply unbelievable.

Giovanni did not know what the situation in the fortress was, so he could only speculate anxiously. He tried to persuade Roy to set off to Dendera Fortress several times… at least a little closer, but Roy refused. It had been more than ten hours since last night. This situation of knowing that something was happening but not knowing what it was made Giovanni feel extremely itchy.

It was not just him. In fact, Julia and Cassandra did not know what was happening, but they both trusted Roy unconditionally, so they did not ask.

From the beginning to now, Roy was the only one who could see. There were dozens of Demon Eyes hovering high above the fortress, and the situation happening in every corner of the fortress could not escape Roy’s observation. He had seen the scene of the old guy Arantir being ostracized and forced out of the fortress and could not help but laugh. Although this Asha’s Chosen was powerful, he did not seem to get along well with others.

The fact that the T-Virus would not infect undead creatures and puppets had long been within Roy’s expectations. Moreover, because the military forces in this world were relatively strong, Roy had predicted from the beginning that this biological crisis would not be too fierce, so he did not expect the entire fortress to become a dead city overnight.

Now, through the Demon Eyes, Roy saw the messenger sent to Aglan Fortress. He knew that Dendera Fortress was thinking of a way to fight his virus plague, but he was not anxious at all.

Although I don’t know how long it takes for the T-Virus to mutate, it’s been almost twenty-four hours. I think mutants should have appeared, right?