Goblin Simulation: Building a Dark Empire-Chapter 210 – Flame Demon Lord

At that moment, the blazing blood fire suddenly contracted.

Finally, a gigantic flame beast stood on the battlefield.

It was about five meters tall, its entire body shrouded in blood-red flames.

Within the flames, a tall figure covered in crimson scales could be vaguely seen.

Its massive head bore two burning horns.

Its face was ferocious, completely engulfed in flames.

Only two golden pupils could be seen.

In its hand, it held a flaming whip.

"It's actually the Flame Demon Lord!"

A gasp of astonishment arose from the ghost beastmen at the rear.

All the ghost beastmen showed expressions of delight.

They hadn't expected that a single sacrifice would summon the Flame Demon Lord.

This was a perfect demonic possession.

An elite-level ghost beastman centurion had actually summoned a Flame Demon Lord comparable to a Saint Rank.

"Mors, what... what is that?"

The appearance of the Flame Demon Lord elicited a cry of surprise from Sandra on the city wall.

She had never seen such a flame creature before.

But from its presence, she could feel an ominous aura.

Just looking at it made her soul feel as if it would leave her body.

Mors, on the other hand, looked pale as he gazed at the fiery creature outside the city.

"It's... it's the demon lord 'Flame Demon'!"

"Demon? Aren't demons legendary dimensional beings?"

Sandra looked incredulous.

Though she had never seen a demon, she had heard of them.

Some ancient texts also recorded information about demons.

And now, a legendary demon had actually appeared.

"Xiao Bai, is this thing strong?"

On a distant hill, Li Meng also noticed the Flame Demon Lord.

Its appearance was so sudden.

Clearly, it was just a ghost beastman centurion.

It ate something and turned into a demon.

Due to the distance, the system did not display the relevant information.

"Very strong. Although it's slightly weaker than a human Saint-level powerhouse, demons possess many unfathomable abilities. Even against a Saint-level powerhouse, the outcome is uncertain."

At this moment, the Flame Demon Lord in front of the demon tribe's army made a move.

"Roar!"

It let out a roar towards the sky.

Rolling heat waves swept in all directions.

Wherever it passed, the ground cracked, spewing forth roaring flames.

It lifted its massive right foot and stomped heavily on the ground.

"Boom!"

There was only a thunderous boom.

A massive fissure of flames spread across the ground, charging straight ahead.

Wherever it passed, flames erupted from the fissure.

This made the entire fissure look like a wall of fire rushing towards the Garrison Fort.

"Not good!"

This scene made Mors' face change on the city wall.

He leaped off the city wall.

His body, clad in silver-white heavy armor, fell freely.

With a loud "bang," Mors landed heavily in front of the city gate.

"Holy Shield: Barrier!"

Holy light magic burst forth from Mors' body.

A circle of light spread from the shield.

Forming a light wall over twenty meters long and wide in front of the gate.

"Water Curtain Sky Blossom!"

At this moment, a delicate shout came from the city wall.

Sandra raised her staff high.

The crystal at the end of the staff shone with a brilliant blue magical glow.

A blue water curtain appeared in front of the light wall.

The moment the water curtain formed.

The wall of fire crashed into the water curtain.

The clash of water and fire erupted in dazzling magical brilliance.

In less than two seconds, the water curtain shattered.

The wall of fire continued its momentum, crashing into the light wall.

Mors assumed a shield-bearing stance.

Under the impact of the wall of fire, the surface of the light wall rippled violently.

The immense impact force gradually pushed Mors' body backward.

The collision of magic distorted the midday space.

The surrounding ground and city walls cracked.

Seeing its attack blocked, a hint of mockery flashed in the golden pupils of the Flame Demon Lord.

"Roar!"

It opened its ferocious mouth and let out a roar.

Even more intense flames erupted.

More intense flames surged from the fissure.

And quickly spread along the fissure towards the Garrison Fort.

Mors also felt the more ferocious magical impact.

"Holy Shield: Immovable Myriad Forms!"

Mors roared.

Saint-level light magic burst forth from his body once again.

Behind him, a five-meter-tall giant of light rapidly condensed and formed.

The giant of light looked exactly like Mors.

Also holding a sword and shield.

The giant of light planted the light shield into the ground.

The more intense wall of fire crashed into the light shield.

"Boom!"

There was only a loud boom.

The expansion of magic unleashed a wave of air sweeping all around.

The air wave carried sand and dust, spreading outward.

"Ugh!"

After holding on for just five seconds, Mors spat out a mouthful of blood.

The giant of light then dissipated.

The light wall shattered as well.

The blood-red flames crashed onto Mors' body.

Mors was instantly sent flying backward.

Like a cannonball, he crashed into the city wall with a "bang."

And the wall of fire continued its momentum, crashing into the city gate.

"Mors!"

Amid Sandra's panicked screams on the city wall.

Flame fissures like spider webs appeared on the city gate and nearby walls.

Accompanied by cracking sounds, they spread towards the top of the wall.

"What... what is this?"

Soon, the soldiers on the city wall noticed the wall beneath their feet cracking.

Flames surged from the spider-like fissures.

"Lord Mors was defeated?"

"Just one strike? This... this is impossible."

"Lord Mors is a King rank powerhouse, how... how is this possible!"

The defeat of Count Mors greatly diminished the morale of the humans on the city wall.

Sandra, full of anxiety, leaped down from the top of the wall.

Her graceful figure fell freely towards the ground.

This wasn't suicide; as a King rank mage, this height wouldn't take her life.

When she was less than ten meters from the ground.

The necklace around her neck emitted a dazzling magical glow.

Her falling body slowed, gently landing on the ground.

As soon as she landed, Sandra ran towards her husband.

As a mage, she could feel the destructive force brewing within the flame-covered walls.

"Dear, are you... are you okay?"

Sandra, somewhat at a loss, helped her husband up.

At this moment, Mors was in a terrible state.

The silver armor on his body had its entire chest plate melted away.

Half of his face was burned beyond recognition.

The shield was half melted and had fallen to the ground.

His entire right arm was charred from the shoulder.

Even more terrifying was the abyssal demon flame spreading from his wounds.

Sandra quickly chanted a spell.

A stream of water wrapped around Mors' body.

But the water not only failed to extinguish the abyssal demon flame.

Instead, it made the abyssal demon flame burn even more fiercely.

Even the wounds on his face emitted blood-red flames.

This startled Sandra, who quickly stopped her spellcasting.

Mors was also awakened by the pain.

"Go... go!"

Mors used all his strength to utter a word.

Then his eyes rolled back, and he fainted from the pain.

"I won't go, I won't go!"

Sandra, filled with despair, held her husband's body tightly.