The Demon Emperor was Saint Emperor

Chapter 159: Demon Emperor’s Imperial Might

"Bang!" A thunderous explosion echoed.

Gutts’ entire demonic form was instantly blown apart by the explosion, unable to withstand a single moment.

Watching Gutts, whom they regarded as a top-tier expert, perish so effortlessly under the new Demon Dragon Emperor’s hand, all demons were startled despite having been somewhat prepared.

Even the Seven Great Demon Kings, who had full confidence in Lynn, were no exception.

They certainly knew Lynn was exceedingly strong, strong enough to slay even the invincible Demon Dragon Emperor, but now he was wielding magic power that conflicted with his own, using unfamiliar weapons, and his equipment level was completely downgraded by a tier, yet he was still unbelievably powerful.

If he were at his peak, wearing his own complete set of Divine Armor, he could probably slaughter all the strong ones in the entire Demon Realm.

Perhaps there were so many demons that they could exhaust him, but before he died of exhaustion, why wouldn’t he temporarily retreat? It’s not like he doesn’t have legs or brains.

Fortunately, Lynn was reasonable enough to be on their side; otherwise, without the Demon God intervening, there wouldn’t be a match for him in the Lower Demon Realm. All he would need to destroy the Demon Realm is time.

The few demon king girls glanced at each other upon this thought, seeing similar resolve in each other’s eyes.

They had to keep him stable at all costs!

However, among the demon kings, there was an exception. Little Betty did not interact with her sisters but was instead drooling silently while gazing at Lynn’s figure outside the hall.

The moving Demon Emperor looked increasingly delectable; she wanted a taste so badly that just one bite would send her to heaven, even a sniff would prolong her life!

The other six demon kings soon noticed Betty, and seeing her foolish demeanor, all six sisters massaged their foreheads, feeling a headache coming.

It seemed there wouldn’t be any immediate mishaps from the Demon Emperor, but Betty’s situation was unpredictable. As the Gluttonous Demon King, she had a powerful talent to devour all energy and turn it into her own, yet she could be deeply attracted by potent energy as well.

The stronger the energy, the greater its allure to her. If she had inherited the gluttonous demon intent before the Demon Dragon Emperor died, she likely would have been the one traitor among her seven sisters.

Facing Lynn was much the same; his energy fluctuations were so powerful that, in Betty’s eyes, he was akin to placing a trillion gold coins before the Greed Demon King.

Luckily, little Betty grew up without tasting anything good; leftovers are her favorite. Had she tasted something richer, she might have already dashed out...

Oh no!

"Hold her down!"

Just as everyone thought about this, little Betty, eager to move, actually did. The Sloth Demon King sitting next to her dared not laze, promptly flipping over to pin her down.

However, she was the least trained among the seven sisters, ranking seventh in actual combat power, struggling to restrain Betty, who ranked among the top three in the sister group.

Fortunately, the sisters reacted swiftly, and under the joint force of the six sisters, Betty was promptly subdued without causing a ripple.

Leaving the strongest Proud Demon King Ilya and the Sloth Demon King to collaborate in suppressing Betty, other demon kings then had the mind to continue watching the battle between Lynn and Grand Duke Gutts.

Huh, where’s the battle? Wasn’t it ongoing just now?

The demon kings cast their eyes around, seeing the outside of the hall, once filled with demonic qi, now quiet, as if the battle hadn’t happened...

No, there was indeed a battle; they saw two fresh corpses lying outside the hall and Grand Duke Gutts kneeling on the ground, panting heavily, while little Gutts lay on the ground clutching his neck, convulsing.

In just a moment, Lynn had slain three demons, leaving two dead and one injured. From the look of Grand Duke Gutts, it seemed he wasn’t just dying once.

"Illidan, what kind of demon are you! How do you possess the Demon Emperor’s might? Otherwise, with your strength at most 960 levels, it’s impossible to suppress me like this!"

Kneeling, Grand Duke Gutts had just survived a death thanks to a life-saving demon artifact, now in his weakest state, but he glared angrily at Lynn, having risked his third life only to find the imagined mutual damage never materialized in the slightest.

His three lives hadn’t even exchanged for a drop of Demon Dragon Blood from Illidan, and their battle seemed less like a clash between equals and more of an adult Abyssal Demon beating a juvenile slave demon.

Though his set of demon armor wasn’t as luxurious as Illidan’s, it wasn’t lacking, and his power level was 910, decent among the newly appointed demigods, yet under Illidan’s hand, he could only withstand one or two moves before being swiftly defeated, almost akin to being instantly slain.

He used three lives to gauge Illidan’s attack intensity, which seemed around 950 to 960 levels, stronger than him but by no means overwhelming; his struggle to cope lay in Lynn’s innate suppression.

The only ones who could inherently suppress demon race demigods were the Seven Great Demon Kings, each incorporating one of the Seven Great Demon Intentions, and the Supreme Demon Emperor, possessing all seven demon intentions.

Now the positions of the Seven Great Demon Kings were filled, each with their own main demon; thus, the one capable of suppressing him could only be the Demon Emperor’s intention, under which the might of ordinary demons would be greatly reduced.

Yet Illidan had just gathered the demons to discuss the succession; he hadn’t actually ascended, and calling himself the Demon Emperor was merely self-proclaimed. How could he have the Demon Emperor’s might?

"Demon God King’s decree, all Seven Great Demon Kings recognize their master; do you think this emperor is not the Demon Emperor? Must this emperor’s status as Demon Emperor be validated by you? I gathered you here to arrange the ceremony, not to solicit your opinions."

Holding a Giant Axe, Lynn tapped the golden-bricked ground, refraining from immediately slaying Gutts again. He knew this demon race’s sole demigod had more than four or five lives; even if he acted quickly, stopping his speech was impossible, so he opted to clear the confusion.

Of course, these words primarily weren’t for Gutts’ ears, being a dying demon, but for other demon race powerhouses; today, he wasn’t just killing for establishing prestige but also solidifying his identity as the Demon Emperor.

Only by sitting on this throne could he provide the greatest assistance to the seven demon king sisters and more rationally eliminate those stubborn believers of the Destruction Demon God.