CHAPTER 279: CHAPTER 164: I, THE 2ND DEMON ENVOY, AM INVINCIBLE

The black-haired villager entering the mountain’s foot is Shami.

At this moment, he is calmly looking ahead, and due to his status as the demon lord, he can clearly hear the whispers of the Rolling Stone Spirits around him.

Before coming here, Shami had already consulted the Demons Atlas for information on the Rolling Stone Spirit tribe.

[Name: Rolling Stone Spirit]

[Type: Demon Tribe · Ordinary Demon]

[Characteristic: There is a legend on the Aireland Continent that all things have life. Over thousands upon thousands of years, the stones lying still in nature have a probability of absorbing Life Qi from deep within the earth. If they then come into contact with magic power, these stones could potentially mutate into Rolling Stone Spirits.

Wherever there are stones, Rolling Stone Spirits might appear. Inside the Rolling Stone Spirits, gold will precipitate, which is a peculiar phenomenon. The movement speed of Rolling Stone Spirits is extremely slow, and without transforming into combat form, they have barely any fighting ability.]

Shami walks slowly to the middle of the valley and stops to look around.

After these days of routine exercises and completing various tasks, Shami is now a level 25 demon lord, and even if alone, he possesses considerable combat power.

Facing the Rolling Stone Spirit tribe with little combat ability, despite the large number of stones, he is confident he can handle all the Rolling Stone Spirits by himself.

Without external influences, Rolling Stone Spirits disguise themselves as normal stones to survive.

Even when sometimes sat upon by passing humans or kicked away as ordinary stones, they won’t suddenly reveal themselves.

To make the Rolling Stone Spirits appear, one must find their leader controlling the entire tribe—the Rolling Stone Spirit King.

The Rolling Stone Spirit tribe’s aesthetics focus on external shapes; the more majestic and imposing the shape of the stone, the more likely it is the Rolling Stone Spirit King.

Shami scans the surroundings to start searching for an imposing stone.

Generally, stones with a grand aura aren’t very small.

Soon, he arrives in front of a stone with a familiar shape.

This stone is comprised of two parts: a central three-meter-tall elongated cylindrical body and two spherical stones on either side of the cylinder’s base.

The overall appearance is: olo

Shami remains silent for a moment.

"Why is there a stone penis here?"

"What penis?! It’s the Rolling Stone Spirit King!!"

The stone before his eyes angrily retorts in Rolling Stone Spirit language.

Shami nonchalantly scratches his ear and switches to using the Rolling Stone Spirit language, releasing a bit of demonic qi.

"Sorry, sorry, but this shape, no matter how you explain it, is a penis. It looks like a strange tribe that worships masculinity here."

"A mere villager dares to challenge the Rolling Stone Spirit King?!"

The whole valley trembles, and hundreds of Rolling Stone Spirits prepare to transform into walking forms to approach Shami, but under the magic power Shami releases, they instantly calm down.

The Rolling Stone Spirit King, realizing what’s happened, is profoundly shocked.

"Able to speak Rolling Stone Spirit language and possessing such demonic qi, you must be——the new demon lord?!"

Shami reaches out to stroke the elongated stone, looking over with interest.

"Correct answer."

The entire valley falls silent.

"Why have you come, new demon lord sir?"

"You should know why I’m here, Rolling Stone Spirit King."

The Rolling Stone Spirit King fell silent; after a moment, at its secret signal, several round stones rolled down from the mountainside to its side, then faced Shami.

Shami lowers his head to look; among these smooth stones, there is a small opening, seemingly for inserting things.

"Demon, demon lord sir, these are the female Rolling Stone Spirits of our tribe, please enjoy them slowly."

"There aren’t any genders within the Rolling Stone Spirit tribe, right? Why do you think I would like such things?! Even Theo would find this unacceptable here!"

Shami angrily kicks the ball of the Rolling Stone Spirit King.

The Rolling Stone Spirit King lets out a cry.

In the next moment, Shami unleashes his demonic qi, with the aura belonging exclusively to the demon lord, enveloping the entire valley, completely crushing the small aura of the Rolling Stone Spirit King.

The Rolling Stone Spirit King becomes obedient, and the elongated stone seems to bend a little.

"Speak, why did you betray Luwaka, Rolling Stone Spirit King."

The Rolling Stone Spirit King falls silent again; after a moment, it slowly answers.

"Because at that time, defeat was inevitable; if we continued to follow Master Luwaka, our whole tribe would inevitably be captured by humans, we would be utterly dismembered and stripped of the gold within us! New demon lord sir, you are aware of the gold within our Rolling Stone Spirit tribe, aren’t you?"

"Of course, I know."

Shami nods.

But he is not deceived by the words of the Rolling Stone Spirit King.

Back when Bichu’er defected, although the demons led by Luwaka were at a disadvantage, they were far from being completely defeated.

And this act of desertion, regardless of how it’s glossed over, cannot be cleaned.

Using trivial content to cover up significant facts.

This stone is exaggerating its speech, trying to use euphemisms.

"Moreover, our tribe was treated extremely unfairly by Master Luwaka at that time.

As everyone knows, our Rolling Stone Spirit tribe has the ability to nurture gold; within a certain cycle, gold can be produced inside, and after reaching a certain level inside, it will be expelled outside.

Although the gold at that time had many impurities, it was still one of the important sources of gold for the demons.

But every time Master Luwaka went to the Succubus Tea House, he dug out a piece of stone to take pure gold and then stitched up the stone with magic power... It’s akin to taking foie gras in advanced human restaurants, simply abusing our Rolling Stone Spirit tribe... Who can understand this feeling of living worse than death..."