Chapter 335 - The First Negotiation (2/2)

This was an extremely obvious hidden danger, so Roy had to prepare early. To him, it did not matter if he let these demon lords come out because he did not want to stay in this world for too long. Moreover, he had not signed a contract with Urgash. When the time came, he would have to return to the Abyss. But at least during his time in this world, he was unwilling to have a demon on the same level as him order him around.

Roy’s goal was clear. He went to every world to obtain as many benefits as possible to strengthen himself.

So the first thing Roy did after coming out of the city hall was to pass through the hidden teleportation formation and enter the secret room that Xeron and Kha-Beleth had used to imprison Isabel.

In Kha-Beleth’s memories, apart from being a prison cell, this room had another functionthe communication channel between Sheogh and Eeofol.

Although a small portion of this secret room had been destroyed when Raelag saved Isabel, most of its functions were still there. After arriving in the room, Roy found the stone bed that Isabel had been lying on and input magic power to activate the magic formation on the

With a flicker of lights and shadows, a projection appeared, just like a video call. The screen displayed a dark and fiery environment,

Not long after the projection appeared, a group of flames suddenly exploded on the screen. In the flames, a tall and burly figure suddenly appeared. “You bastard, Kha-Beleth! I’ve been trying to contact you for so long. Are you finally willing to respond?” the tall figure said impatiently the moment he appeared. But then he saw Roy clearly on the screen. He was stunned and said in astonishment, “Who are you?! Where’s that bastard Kha-Beleth?!”

Under the dim light of the flames, Roy could clearly see the appearance of the tall figure. He was also an enormous demon, but unlike Kha-Beleth, he seemed to be a demon lord that was a war demon. The skin of his entire body was dark red, and the muscles on his arms and chest swelled as though they were about to explode. There was a terrifying giant scar on his left ribs, and it looked as though some monster had torn off the flesh there.

This demon lord did not wear a full armor like Kha-Beleth, and only a few vital parts had thick and fierce armor. He held a heavy hammer in his hand. One end of the hammer was normal, but the other end was full of sharp spikes. The three pairs of overlapping demon wings behind him showed his identity as a demon lord, but Roy could only see a small portion on the screen.

Facing this demon lord’s question, Roy said calmly, “You’re looking for Kha-Beleth? Sorry, he’s already dead!” “Dead?!” The demon lord’s eyes widened. “How could he die?! Don’t tell me he encountered a siege by seraphim?!”

“No, he only encountered me!” Roy was still expressionless as he said calmly, “So he was killed!”

Hearing this, the demon lord even lost control of his expression. He stared at Roy for a while before asking, “Report your name, demon!”

“My name is Osiris. Remember this name!” Roy raised his chin. “Because you’re facing a demon about to promote to demon lord!” “Is that so? Perhaps!” The demon lord on the other side finally restrained his expression, but he said with slight mockery, “Let’s wait until you complete the ritual… But it looks like you are indeed strong. No wonder Kha-Beleth died in your hands. He lost too much power after a thousand years of imprisonment…”

“Even if he didn’t lose his power, he would have still died in my hands!” Roy interrupted.

This was how communication with demons was. When you had enough strength, you could not be afraid because demons only worshipped the strong. If you treated them with respect, they would look down on you. Since Roy could kill a demon lord, he had the right to speak as equals.

“Okay, Demon Osiris!” The demon lord did not argue. “It doesn’t matter if you killed Kha-Beleth, but what about the Dark Messiah? Did he fall into your hands?”

“That’s right!” Roy nodded.

“That’s good. Tell us your purpose. What do you want?” the demon lord asked. “Since you took the initiative to contact us, you can’t just be giving us an obituary.” “Good, straightforward!” Roy praised in satisfaction. “My request is very simple. Souls, a lot of souls! I came from the Abyss and did not contract with Urgash, so I have to leave this world in the end. Although I’ve now replaced Kha-Beleth’s position, I still have to return it to you in the end, so I have to get enough benefits.”

“A reasonable request!” The demon lord looked like a boor but unexpectedly communicated well. After hearing Roy’s words, he nodded. “We can agree to your request. Souls are not an issue, but correspondingly, we must see your sincerity.”

“What kind of sincerity?” Roy asked.

“Give us the Dark Messiah!” the demon lord said. “He is our hope to escape. In order to prevent you from gaining benefits and going back on your word, the Dark Messiah must be in our hands.”

“I refuse!” Roy shook his head. “The Dark Messiah is my only bargaining chip. I’ll have no guarantee after handing him to you.”

“Is that so? Looks like our first negotiation failed!” The demon lord sneered and directly shut down the communication.

Roy smiled and left the secret room. Yes, the first negotiation failed, but won’t there be a second time?