The Lord Demon King is Unfathomable!

What if we do run into it?

In this "Land of Filth" where corruption spreads unchecked, every Priest would cautiously tuck a Cross into their bosom before nightfall.

So even if this group of paupers makes noise until the wee hours, no one steps out to reprimand them, by saying the classic "This is too blasphemous."

Tolerance is not the exclusive right of the wealthy.

As long as they can see where the future lies, even those who are like dust in the world harbor tolerance and yearn for light.

...

"Achoo—!"

A loud sneeze exploded in the damp and cold air, and Taufu, nestled in Luo Yan's arms, rubbed her nose vigorously, unhappily wrapping the cloak around her tighter.

She's been sneezing a lot lately, she must be ill.

Speaking of which, Sarah's embrace was more comfortable, but unfortunately, that cat was sent somewhere by this hairless monkey and hasn't been seen lately.

After the experience of the Demon King's egg urging, she began to miss Sarah's "gentle" touch. At least that guy wouldn't use Magic.

And there's less trickery.

But the Demon King, oh, he has a lot of tricks. Using Alakdo to scare people is child's play, yet even a little thought from him can terrify the Zeta people.

The key is every day has something new!

Clearly, Taufu didn't know there's something called the "Catastrophe OL" official site, and she thought all those ideas came from the Demon King himself.

The Demon King is not so idle; if she gets half an hour daily, that's quite enough, and that's just because raising her to ride would make it worthwhile.

"Do you remember this place? A place you've been before," Luo Yan asked with a smile, in a casual tone.

The ungrateful Taufu yawned, lifting her head and casting a lazy glance at the not far off "Mire City."

"Who would remember, that was more than a thousand years ago!"

Specifically, it was in a previous lifetime.

The once high and mighty Zeta Dragon God had reincarnated into a meat lizard, relying on some "Kalami" that came out of nowhere to survive.

The Demon King?

What a joke!

When she was in her prime, did the Demon God even matter?

As they say, when times are good, the heavens and earth assist you, but when luck runs out, a hero is not free.

Now, Taufu can only sigh, under the crotch of the Demon King, bemoaning the decline of society and the loss of ancient ideals; no one cares about the former ruler anymore.

She cast a glance at the so-called Mire City.

To be fair, in just two months' time, building this with a bunch of messy "primitive tools" is still decent.

Under the enthusiastic labor of Players and Hell Craftsmen, a massive "Fishman Village" is taking shape in the Southwest Swamp.

Thousands of tall stilt houses rose from the ground, constructed with rough but sturdy pine wood, as densely packed as rice crops in the murky swamp.

Newly compacted muddy roads distinctly separate the chaotic swamp into tidy grids and connect the still unfinished stilt houses and the port area far away.

The players have re-utilized the Merfolk—or Fishman Clan's "Fisherman's Port," preparing to build a cross-era deep-water port in the River Bay.

Their ambitions are big.

After all, the Demon King was previously concerned about attracting trouble, holding them back from exerting their full strength, and now they can finally roll up their sleeves and go all out.

"Your servants have terrible taste."

Finally finding something to criticize, Taufu did not hide her mockery and made mocking sounds, "These matchstick shelters are tall and ugly. And, did you forget, Lizardmen don't need moisture-proofing? My people love damp places!"

"Whether they need it doesn't matter."

Calmly gazing at the bustling city, Luo Yan smiled mildly, nonchalantly swallowing back Taufu's childish remark.

"What's important is, I need it here."

After his integration, the Lizardmen on the Gana Continent could barely make it to the table, whereas the Lizardmen here were indeed no different from insects.

Sak Jifeng's evaluation was accurate, Lizardmen understand Lizardmen best. If Dragon God's people still had remnants of civilization's spark, the biggest value of the Lizardmen here was in the trenches; sending them to work in factories was almost too much.

The truth is often cruel.

Thankfully, they encountered the most humane Demon King in Hell, and the Demon King, for now, did not require them to sacrifice their lives, merely providing cover for his Players would suffice.

As for the Demon King's extra concern, it's not a bad thing for the Lizardmen of the Southwest Swamp.

Regardless of whether the Zeta people from higher civilizations liked it, the Lizardmen molded by the Zeta people quite liked the human houses.

They have been coveting them for a long time.

If not for being unable to overcome the combative Campbell people, they'd have moved to Thunder City long ago.

The Gana Continent's Armored Dragon Clan had long proven this: Lizardmen do enjoy staying in damp places, but given the choice, they surely prefer standing on rock, breathing in the damp air by the lakeside.

Not far away, a local Lizardman Tribe erupted in thunderous cheers.

Under the command of Zerick of the Guardian Clan, they happily carried pots and pans, moving out from the low mud huts their ancestors always lived in, into those wooden houses.

Under the guidance of Acolytes and the indulgence of Silver Pine Town Priests, they were interpreting all of this as a miracle bestowed by the Demon King, far from the gaze of the Imperial visions.

Setting aside the stubborn Taufu for the moment, Luo Yan internally issued a command to his own Divine facet.

'Youyou, open my Divine interface.'

'Yes, Lord Demon King!' Youyou's eager voice drifted into his ears, respectfully presenting the illusory panel before him.

{

Divine Name: Luo Yan

Legendary Factor: Demon King of Thunder County, Flame King south of the Ten Thousand Ridges Mountain Range, Generous Wealthy and Merciful Prince Colin, a civilian senator born in the Demon God Temple, the founder of Science, Divine Son of Twilight Province, one who spreads the Oracle everywhere...

Influence Share: 8.2%

Overdraft Limit: 0%

Dominion Efficiency: 100%

Mythical Seed (Demigod): 0

Legendary Seed (Grandmaster): 1

Purple Crystal Seed (Purple Crystal): 0

Diamond Seed (Diamond): 12

}

Seeing the influence share balloon from 2 to 8, Luo Yan couldn't help but reveal a faint smile.

Thanks to the spread of the "New Testament" and the scientific trend, the growth rate of influence share is gradually accelerating.

Since the Lizardmen of Gana Continent are leading better lives, those who initially submitted due to force are gradually turning into genuine subordinates.

Very soon, he will be able to condense a Demigod Seed.

The footprints he's left along the way, and the influence he's exercised, are gradually coalescing into visible strength.

Conversely, the strength of the Old Gods is waning; Saint Sis and the Demon God's servants should be quite puzzled at this moment.

However, they should also have noticed by now that the sparks lighting up everywhere are slowly encroaching on the territory of the old era.

And leading the world into a new epoch.

It's said that the demigod is the ceiling of mortals, Luo Yan mused that once he unlocked the Domain, perhaps he would feel a bit more secure.

But after witnessing the power of the Angels, he suddenly thought that being cautious might not be so bad after all.

That age-old order, after all, isn't something that can be easily shaken in a single stroke...

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