The Ocean Lord Is Unusually Powerful

Chapter 753: Undead Demon Lord (2)

Translator: Dragon Boat Translation Editor: Dragon Boat Translation

Among the five Demon Lords, it wouldn’t be accurate to say they were openly hostile to each other, but rather they were incompatible. There was fierce competition among them, often leading to large-scale wars in the chaotic depths, as they fought over territory and resources.

Even invading the main world, they each chose a continent to plan their own strategies, rather than gathering together.

And this time, the Dreadlord and the Undead Lord reluctantly cooperated, solely for their own interests.

The Dreadlord possessed a large number of aquatic demons, naturally advantageous for occupying islands in the middle of the ocean. Meanwhile, the Undead Lord commanded the largest land army, relying on the Dreadlord’s aquatic demons to transport them to the Northern Continent.

Leading the demon army, an officer made a perfunctory gesture and said, “The Undead Lord requests your prompt invasion, urging the Dreadlord to seize the opportunity by opening up the passage from the Central Ocean to the Northern Continent.”

Balzarna’s expression remained indifferent. “Is Maldonis in such a hurry? Or has he already desperately placed his army at the mercy of the elves on the Northern Continent without any protection?”

The demon officer’s expression changed slightly. Hearing his lord getting insulted naturally infuriated him, prompting him to speak out, “Dreadlord, it has been a full week. Your army has yet to breach the territory of a mere Lord of Glory. This does not align with your reputation in the depths of chaos. Or is it… just an empty reputation?”

Balzarna glanced at him, squinting slightly, then clenched his hand into a fist.

In the next moment, these demons, including the demon officer, were firmly grasped by a pair of black claws, squeezed as if they were red-hot tongs, making their bones creak as they were crushed.

The demon leaders on both sides looked at him with eyes that seemed to belittle his intelligence. Although demon lords didn’t get along, one had to know their own identity and status. How dare he insult a demon lord to his face?

The only ones who dared to insult a demon lord to his face were the other demon lords.

Nearly unable to breathe from being squeezed by the claws, the demon officer’s face flashed with pain. He struggled to speak through his teeth, “I am an envoy sent by Lord Maldonis. You cannot…”

Thud—

The demon officer and over a dozen demon soldiers were crushed into a meat paste by the claws, with thick black blood and bits of flesh oozing from between the fingers, filling the tent with a strong stench of decay.

Balzarna’s face showed no expression as he calmly addressed the lone remaining demon officer, “Go back and tell your master that I will break through this territory, open the waterway, and… ask him to send a more respectful envoy the next time.”

The remaining demon officer nodded quickly and scrambled out, climbing onto a giant bird that quickly took off and flew away.

The giant bird flapped its enormous fleshy wings, akin to sails, flying day and night, quickly crossing thousands of miles of ocean before landing at a massive camp on a coastal shore.

The demon officer arrived at the central white bone castle and knelt before a pyramid-like structure built from skulls.

With his head deeply buried in the ground, he respectfully said, “Great Undead Lord, Balzarna said he would soon breach that territory.”

The Undead Lord, seated on the skeletal throne atop the pyramid, responded nonchalantly, “I see… And the demons who went with you?”

“Killed by the Dreadlord.”

“Oh? That’s truly regrettable.”

While the words sounded sympathetic, the tone conveyed complete indifference to the fate of those demons, not even bothering to inquire about the reasons behind their deaths.

The Undead Lord suddenly chuckled, speaking as if to himself.

“Balzarna, hailed by many demons of the depths of chaos as the most powerful Demon Lord, but in my eyes, he’s nothing more than that. To think he was delayed for a week by a mere Lord of Glory’s territory, it’s truly a laughingstock among demons.

After all, he’s just a young Demon Lord who rose to power through petty means, full of schemes and plots but lacking corresponding strength. It’s no surprise.”

The demon officer below the pyramid dared not speak a word, still bowing his head.

Only another Demon Lord could critique a Demon Lord. Some things were better left unsaid, or else the outcome might be like that of the previous officer. “…Is it true that a human alchemical cyborg has defected from Balzarna?”

The Undead Lord suddenly inquired.

The demon officer’s spirits lifted, nodding quickly. “Yes, the human alchemical cyborg, goes by the designation 17, with the human name Lainekel. That human Lord of Glory somehow awakened the buried human personality deep within its body and suppressed its murderous personality.”

“Awakened? Suppressed?” The Undead Lord pondered. “While the human alchemical cyborgs from the Dreadlord’s lineage do have their imperfections, with each passing generation of Dreadlords meeting untimely ends, the means to command these constructs gradually wane. Despite Balzarna’s attempts over time, he can only maintain control over Number 17 and 9, well, just Number 9 at present. The others had to be put under seal…

Even after millennia of study, there are always unexpected discoveries that could be overshadowed by the Lord of Glory’s violent nature… And the force capable of overshadowing must be of greater magnitude, like the power of artifacts, or maybe even the power of gods.

Regardless of which one it is, we are very interested…”

A smile slowly appeared on the Undead Lord’s face, sending chills down the spine of the demon adjutant.

He suddenly remembered some rumors about the Chaos Abyss.

Since the Divine War, the Undead Lord had changed hands dozens of times, compared to the bloodshed, conspiracies, and turbulence that erupted during the succession of other demon lords, each transition of the Undead Lord seemed particularly stable.

It seemed as if he absorbed the souls of the previous demon lords using some kind of secret technique, but it wasn’t a one-way absorption, but a coexistence.

The souls of dozens of generations of Undead Lords merged together, gradually forming a spirit that was extremely twisted and deformed, yet incredibly powerful, possessing the wisdom of tens of thousands of years.

The evidence for this speculation was that the Undead Lord seemed to know almost everything that had happened over the past tens of thousands of years, like a sage among demons, and what made demons more fearful and wary than his unfathomable strength was his abyss-like cunning and scheming.

Almost every major upheaval in the Chaos Abyss seemed to have the shadow of the Undead Lord, but there was no evidence.

Among the four demon lords, except for the young Dreadlord, the other three demon lords were extremely wary of the Undead Lord.

Although on the surface, the Undead Lord was only ranked fourth, and even inferior to the Decay Lord, who was third, his status was implicitly first, and even the strongest Void Lord showed considerable courtesy to him.

There were rumors that the Undead Lord had touched the boundary of the gods, and for nearly ten thousand years, he had been searching everywhere for things related to the gods in order to ascend once again.

The demon adjutant was dismissed.

The Undead Lord sat on the throne of bones, his eyes bloodshot, as if countless souls were struggling within.

“Maldonis, have you found the power of the gods?”

“Maldonis, when are you going to march?”

“Maldonis, that Lord of Glory may possess the power of the gods. Quickly absorb him and seize his power.”

“Absorb him, seize his power!”

“Absorb him, seize his power!”

Countless thoughts in his mind gradually converged, and his eyes refocused.

The Undead Lord slowly revealed a smile, word by word.

“Absorb him, seize his power.”

“Send my command, prepare the entire army. If Balzarna hasn’t broken through that territory in two weeks, we’ll take care of it ourselves.”

In the eyes of ordinary demons, they thought that the Undead Lord only had a massive land army, but that was thousands of years ago. Even other demon lords didn’t know that he had secretly cultivated a naval force all for this day.

Since Balzarna the waste couldn’t break through, then he would personally take action, crush that Lord of Glory himself, absorb him, and finally uncover the secrets hidden within him.

If there was indeed the power of the gods, then he was determined to obtain it.