Chapter 1831 - 991: It Was Actually Him?_2
But now, he is being suppressed by Lis in such an embarrassing manner.
It almost made him lose confidence.
This is why he knelt down so decisively.
"You... really don’t seem like a normal demon."
Lis looked at Eliot and said with some emotion.
He hadn’t expected such a development.
Turns out this Demigod Demon wasn’t among those who came to the Gaia World through the Demon’s Gate during this Abyss Blood Battle.
Previously arrived in the Gaia World by accident?
Even carefully hiding for so long, only to be detected by Lis when he made a move?
This guy is so cautious, he doesn’t seem like an Abyss Demon, more like one of those devils from Hell...
Moreover, he doesn’t appear to have much luck.
At this moment, apart from Lis and Eliot, the entire small town has been razed to the ground in the previous battle.
And those Abyss Demons were killed by the aftermath of the battle, even those without legend had no chance to struggle.
The blood-red sun on the horizon gradually set, night descended, and a faint mist spread.
Lis didn’t pay attention to the surrounding gruesome battlefield, even he couldn’t attend to everything.
In this Abyss Blood Battle, someone is bound to die.
All he could do was to minimize the wounds inflicted upon the Gaia World.
"Where did you first descend?"
After a moment of silence, Lis continued to ask.
"...In the eastern ocean."
Eliot didn’t conceal anything and directly said:
"I hunted those sea monsters to regain strength in order to avoid being discovered by the Church of the Gods."
"However, the souls of those sea monsters don’t taste very good, so..."
Eliot looked at Lis, speaking cautiously.
For Abyss Demons, the taste of souls from various wise beings is the best.
Although sea monsters have decent strength, their souls aren’t very palatable to Abyss Demons.
This is why Eliot, despite hiding for so long, couldn’t resist revealing himself.
So it was the ocean; no wonder he was able to hide for so long.
Lis nodded slightly.
The expanse of the ocean is immense, even the Ocean Gods can’t explore the entire sea.
A Demigod Shadow Demon wanting to hide still wouldn’t be a problem.
However, for some reason, Lis felt it was too coincidental.
Situations like Eliot’s may not have a second instance in the entire Gaia World.
Was his luck really so bad that he got caught?
After another moment of silence, Lis asked:
"Before coming to the Gaia World, which layer of the Endless Abyss were you on?"
"The 419th layer."
This time, Eliot responded quite decisively.
"I remember, the Lord of the 421st layer is Dorison?"
Lis looked at Eliot and asked.
"It is the King of Ghouls, Lord Dorison."
"And the 422nd layer?"
"Their Lord is the Lord of Jackal Yenohu."
After saying this, Eliot cautiously glanced at Lis.
Lis furrowed his brows.
What Eliot said wasn’t problematic; the intel Lis gathered in the Endless Abyss matched this.
Yet, for some reason, Lis felt something was amiss.
"If you want to survive, tell me what value you have?"
Looking at Eliot, Lis continued:
"Apart from that, how much do you know about the Demon Prince in the Saltwater Swamp?"
"This..."
Eliot hesitated for a moment, not knowing what to say.
Although he is considered an aberration among Abyss Demons, he honestly couldn’t think of how he could serve the strong one in front of him.
"Though you are much stronger than me, there are things that you cannot handle yourself."
"Give it to me; you can be assured whoever I kill."
"Apart from you, no one else will easily find me!"
Eliot hurriedly pleaded.
Thick shadowy mist surged violently, the air filled with a rich scent of blood.
Eliot curled up amidst the scorched rubble.
Originally filled with menace and greed, his crimson eyes now lost all sharpness, leaving only fear and humility.
He crawled on the ground, repeatedly bowing to Lis, his hoarse and broken pleas echoing in the deathly still space.
"Master, please, you must believe me!"
"Spare my life! I am willing to follow you forever, to be your most loyal subordinate."
Eliot’s body trembled endlessly, his once shadow-powered form now scattered and feeble.
He placed himself in a humble position, repeatedly reciting his oath of allegiance, trying to use his most humble demeanor to grasp a slim chance of survival.
Death’s shadow had completely enveloped him; only by pleading could he have a chance to live.
Lis stood, surrounded by a faint holy radiance, coldly looking at the shadow demon groveling and begging at his feet, his heart unmoved.
Abyss demons are always cunning and cruel, betrayal and deceit are their nature.
The so-called loyalty is nothing more than a mirage, and in the face of absolute benefit, these promises crumble.
Initially, he only found the demon’s pleas extremely annoying.
Feeling something amiss, he prepared to strike directly to kill it, clearing out the hidden danger of this fissure.
But for some reason, as the shadow demon repeatedly spoke words of allegiance.
The humble and earnest tone strangely caused a subtle ripple in his heart.
Lis frowned slightly, an uncontrollable thought flashed in his mind.
If he could subdue an abyss demon as a subordinate, it might provide assistance in future investigations of the abyss’s movements and dealing with the chaos among the gods, offering an extra channel to gather abyss intelligence.
Once this thought sprouted, it quietly spread.
His originally firm idea began to sway, unconsciously considering the feasibility of subduing this demon.
Just as he fell into thought and slightly relaxed his vigilance, a piercing spirit light suddenly exploded in his mind, like a thunderclap ripping through the dead night sky, instantly dispelling all distractions!
Lis snapped back to reality, a wave of coldness surging within, suddenly perceiving the utmost strangeness and danger!
Something’s wrong, some force is influencing my thoughts!
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Ding!
[You have been affected by the divine power from Shirek, the Prince of Lies!]
[You have been influenced by the divine domain of Lie!]
[You have been influenced by the divine domain of Trickery!]
[You have been influenced by the divine domain of Conspiracy!]
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A stream of prompt messages appeared on Lis’s system panel.
He abruptly lifted his gaze, eyes sharp as knives locking onto the shadow demon before him.
This glance made his heart sink even further.
The shadow demon, which appeared fearful and trembling just moments ago, now had a vacant expression.
Its crimson eyes were devoid of life, terrifyingly hollow.
Its body lay stiffly, limbs maintained in a bowing posture, like a puppet controlled by invisible strings, with no self-directed movement.
It continued to mechanically repeat its words of allegiance and pleas, the tone flat, releasing a cold, strange, unfamiliar aura that did not belong to it.
This aura was obscure and evil, carrying a commanding spiritual force that had just silently interfered with his mind!
Shirek!
It was him?
With the system panel’s prompts, Lis understood perfectly what was happening.
No wonder a demigod demon suddenly appeared on the Luou Peninsula!
So it was his doing!
Lis instantly grasped the truth, alarm bells ringing in his mind, leaving no room for hesitation.
His wrist suddenly twisted, and an immense wave of magic power surged forth.
Golden light pierced through the surrounding shadowy mist, forming a torrent of roaring flames in the air.
In an instant, they shattered into countless blazing fireballs, like a sky full of meteors, crashing towards the shadow demon Eliot!
Meanwhile, beneath Lis’s feet, brilliance flashed as his form darted back like a bolt of lightning.
Instantly distancing himself by dozens of yards, while layers of arcane defense formed around him, guarding against covert attacks.
And that manipulated shadow demon, facing the blazing fireballs rushing towards it, remained in its vacant stance.
Neither dodging nor resisting.
The fireballs, carrying destructive power, slammed fiercely onto its body.
The blazing flames consumed its form rapidly, shadow power dissipating in the inferno as an acrid, burnt odor spread.
Yet, even enduring extreme pain, its mouth rigidly opened and closed, mechanically repeating those words of allegiance.
The sound grew increasingly eerie amidst the crackling of flames, until its form was completely reduced to dust in the fire.
The hollow murmurs finally dissipated entirely into the abyss mist.
Lis stood afar, his expression grave as he gazed at the extinguished flames, fingertips still entwined with arcane light, coldly surveilling the eerie mist surrounding.