Chapter 833 - 417 Sorcery Demon King
When Long Dangdang saw the huge figure descending from the sky, his first reaction was that this figure must be the leader of the Wraith Kingdom. After all, every powerful wraith present was submitting to him! The aura bursting forth from this figure surpassed his comprehension, at least, he had never felt this level of energy anywhere before. Perhaps, Hall Masters and the Magic Temple Master might have a slight chance to compare, but only with the help of a godly vessel. The gigantic sword by this figure’s side even caused his own Asura Red Lotus Spirit Furnace to tremble slightly, a trembling of excitement, which unmistakably suggested that it was indeed a godly vessel.
"Greetings, Sorcery Demon King, Sir!"
All the undead bowed together, letting Long Dangdang know this figure’s name. The Sorcery Demon King? Not the Spectral Saint Mage? So, was the Spectral Saint Mage merely an object of their worship?
As he puzzled over this in his mind, the Sorcery Demon King had already begun to speak, his voice soft and echoing, "Rise, everyone. By the command of the Sacred Magic God, I am here to seek a suitor for the princess. Regardless of whether the suitor is successfully chosen, there will be a reward."
No, this figure wasn’t the monarch of the Wraith Kingdom. Long Dangdang was shocked.
From that Bone Dragon Knight to this Sorcery Demon King, the hierarchy was continuously rising, each being unimaginably powerful, yet neither was the Wraith Monarch. Then, how powerful must the creature revered as the Spectral Saint Mage, the Wraith Monarch, really be?
Long Dangdang tried as much as possible to relax his body and blend in with the surrounding undead, so as not to attract the attention of such a formidable being, while inwardly he sighed. In front of such a mighty wraith entity, could he truly manage to infiltrate the Mithril Castle and rescue his parents?
By now, the Sorcery Demon King had slowly descended to the ground, his gaze flickering with blue flames scanning the present undead. Being swept by his gaze gave one the feeling of becoming translucent. Long Dangdang didn’t even know if his Deception Fruit combined with the aura of death could shield him from this figure’s probing.
As his mind was tensed, the Sorcery Demon King’s gaze had already moved away, and he nodded slightly, "The lords have done their best. You may leave now. Over at Blessed Sun City, the humans are assembling an army, about to launch a full-scale attack. Each of you return to your cities, gather your forces, and head to the front lines to provide support. After I oversee the matchmaking, I too will head to the front lines to lead our forces."