Chapter 357 – The Demon Army Barracks (1/2)

The gray air was mixed with a strange smell. Under the sprinkle of black sunshine, it didn’t feel warm at all, but instead dry and cold. A strange bird croaked weirdly as it flew towards the nearby woods.

The group of demons had a total of seven. One of them stopped behind and put a horn into his mouth, ready blow warning sounds once something happened. The remaining six spanned out in a fan-shaped formation as they charged at Fatty, one of them loudly shouting some gibberish. Fatty didn't understand a word.

‘Now that’s strange. The system translation software can translate all the languages of the world even dialects and slang and can allow people to understand the Demon language in Heavens Scar, yet now there are still words that I can't understand,’ Fatty wondered but his feet didn’t stop moving. With a flash, he disappeared into Stealth.

The Demon soldiers didn’t panic upon seeing him vanish. All at once, they released a skill. Their eyes instantly emitted a faint blood-red glow that scanned the surroundings. As soon as the scan hit, Fatty’s body appeared in the red glow.

These Demon soldiers belonged to the Demon Pupil clan, whose racial talent was their eyes that could see through falsehoods, enabling their roles in monitoring, investigation, sentry, and so on. Therefore, the Demon Pupil clan was highly regarded by large legions despite their average strength. Stealth could avoid most kinds of monitoring but was easily exposed by those eyes.

‘What’s this skill?’ Fatty was surprised in his heart. Hearing footsteps, he knew the nearby Demon troops must have heard the commotion here and were coming to reinforce. Without a second thought, he vanished with Earthwalk.

Seeing Fatty disappear, the Demon soldiers carefully surveyed the surroundings again. After a while without result, they grumpily returned to their post with the news that a human had entered the Demon realm.

Upon receiving the report, the city closest to the entrance of the Demon realm immediately took action. Since ancient times, there had been only demons entering the Human world and not the other way around. Except for a few famous Divine experts, no dynasties in the Human world had ever sent troops to the Demon realm. They understood sending Divine experts was equal to going over the top, while others didn’t have the ability to survive in the Demon world, so they never had this idea before. Who could have expected that Sallip would give such a mission to Fatty, a player who had just reached level 60?

Troops stationed at the entrance to the Demon world began to move on a large scale. This was the first time a normal human entered, so they unavoidably felt a little excited. Some already started shouting loudly about arresting and torturing this intrepid human being.

It was unknown how many troops were stationed around the entrance, but the momentum was earth-shaking. They conducted a carpet search in teams of ten. Outside, there was even a grand army surrounding the area of thousands of miles around, wanting to catch Fatty like a turtle in a jar.

Various lights flashed from all sorts of magical formations to imprison space just in case Fatty used any teleportation scrolls to escape.

Thanks to the Elemental Movement Art that was immune to most space imprison magic, Fatty easily whooshed through the Demon army’s encirclement and reached their rear.

Hiding himself well and looking at the Demon soldiers patrolling to and fro, Fatty was helpless. The key problem now was that he didn’t know what the demons were talking about. Every step was hard to take with his inability to understand the language.

“Rarrw!” A Demonic tiger appeared in the distance and stared at Fatty with blood-red eyes.

The Demonic tiger had flaming black patterns wrapping around its body, the red glow in its eyes flickered and its mouth spat out black flames from time to time.

“&@#%$*& …” this Demonic tiger suddenly opened its mouth and let out a series of strange sounds. Fatty was shocked, but it suddenly dawned on him. Obviously, this wasn’t an ordinary Demonic tiger, but a member of the Demon Tiger clan.

Ordinary demons weren’t intelligent, only the members of the clans possessed intelligence comparable to human beings. Although he didn’t understand what this Demon Tiger was saying, Fatty shot out the Elemental Sword.

“Rawrrghh!” the Demon Tiger only had time to let out an angry roar before its throat was pierced and it resentfully fell to the ground. Demons that were yet able to transform into their humanoid forms were only low-leveled and weak ones, so Fatty could kill the tiger with one blow.

“A Demonflame Black Tiger, not Ultraviolet Tiger,” Fatty exclaimed with pity but stowed the tiger’s body anyway. In addition to the few that Reck had specified, ‘the more the merrier’ also applied for anything else.

What the Demon world didn’t lack the most were large forests. The trees in these forests were grotesque and varied in shape, ranging from horizontally long to bifurcated like human beings, to shaky like animals. As Fatty traveled in the forest, he occasionally encountered attacks from a variety of Demonic creatures who he all slew and collected their corpses to bring back for Reck’s research.

After going like that for several hours until the cooldown of the Multi-transform Protection Mask finally passed, Fatty transformed into an ordinary demon and swaggered out of the forest.

“You, come here!” A small squad captain pointed at Fatty.

Although he still couldn’t understand the other's words, Fatty got the rough idea. He bowed low and walked over.

“Deliver this.” The demon handed Fatty a wooden box and a token. In the Demon realm, lower-ranked demons were slaves. Unless one wished to die, they wouldn’t dare to resist the orders of a superior, so the demon wasn’t worried that Fatty would take the objects and escape.