Chapter 384
by fanqienovelChapter 384: I Want to Focus on Military Matters
“Damn it!”
“How dare you look at me like that!”
“Did you truly believe this great horned demon commander couldn’t deal with you?!”
The horned demon commander slowly approached the slave with his back turned, swinging his whip to produce sharp cracks with every step.
“Unbelievable.”
“You wretched slaves think you came here to laze about?”
“Not only haven’t you thinned out—you’ve grown bigger! Fatter!”
“And now you dare glare at me with those eyes!”
“You’ve lost your minds!”
*Crack—!*
The whip snapped again.
“Believing the great Chaos Demon God finds you useful makes you untouchable?”
“Miserable, feeble mortals! What madness clouds your thoughts?!”
“When I invaded your pitiful Bubble World, you couldn’t resist me.”
“Now, in the Fantasy Tree of Subspace—our chaotic domain—you fancy yourselves mighty?!”
“Heh! Today I’ll teach you what it means to beg for death yet find no mercy!”
As the chaotic demon sneered, the whip rose high.
But just as he prepared to flay the slave’s flesh open—
*Buzz—!*
Blinding golden light erupted from the slave.
“Aaaagh—!”
“My eyes!”
The searing glare, saturated with Holy Light from the Sun’s radiation, mimicked a flashbang’s effect. Not only did it blind the demon temporarily—it scorched his eyes with agony.
The torment burned through his eyeballs, searing into his nerve center.
The horned demon commander howled, writhing on the ground in prolonged anguish.
When he finally steadied his breathing and forced his eyes open—
*Click.*
A safety catch disengaged near his forehead.
The near-naked slave had vanished. In his place stood a warrior encased in heavy armor, gripping a Holy Light Explosive Gun.
And surrounding them…
*Rat-tat-tat…*
"Bang! Bang!"
"Damn it! The slaves were revolting!"
"How could this happen? This is the Fantasy Tree of Subspace! Our true body!"
"Ah! The Mold Tumors activated! They’re devouring us!"
"Ah—!"
Gunfire echoed alongside demons’ panicked shrieks.
Those weak slaves they’d always scorned had truly rebelled!
Only then did the horned demon commander realize…
"Damn it!"
"These mortals are working with those vile Mold Tumors."
"Who the hell came up with this cursed idea?!"
—-
"Achoo!"
Barbatos sneezed violently.
"Damn it! This is merely the First Demon God’s projection! How could such lowly weakness occur?!"
The great First Demon God felt bewildered by his own sneeze.
But he swiftly dismissed the triviality.
His blood pressure spiked again.
"Crunch—!"
He crushed the report in his hand, hurling the crumpled paper at his "servant"-like subordinate.
"Ah—!"
Though merely a lightweight paper ball, it carried the "First Demon God’s wrath" and proved terrifying.
The subordinate official screamed as the paper ball blasted him to shreds. Though just a projection, divine power corroded his Soul, subjecting him to genuine bone-shattering agony.
While this punishment wouldn’t harm his divine form and his Soul would heal swiftly, the pain remained excruciating!
"What absolute nonsense!"
"The Fantasy Tree of Subspace shows abnormalities?!"
"Demons report issues with mortal slaves?!"
"Laughable!"
"For countless years, the Fantasy Tree never faltered!"
"As for mortals…"
"Hah! The Fantasy Tree of Subspace is Chaos’s home turf!"
"Even non-chaotic deities were greatly weakened, let alone ordinary mortals!"
"Moreover, my personally created ‘chaotic dragons’ stand guard there. What could possibly go wrong?!"
"You dare report such absurd trivialities? Clearly you’ve grown bold!"
"Capturing mortal slaves to remove the ‘Mold Tumors’ infesting the Fantasy Tree of Subspace was my decision."
"Are you questioning my authority by raising this?!"
A superior must possess absolute confidence.
Sometimes this confidence might border on obstinacy, but if one doesn’t believe in their own judgment, how could they convince subordinates and allies?
At least, that was what Barbatos believed.
He listened to the agonized wails of the reporting subordinate official while watching others tremble, then nodded in satisfaction.
"I’ll repeat myself."
"My focus shall remain entirely on military affairs and battling the Giant God."
"You handle all minor matters concerning the Fantasy Tree of Subspace!"
"Cease reporting such ridiculous findings!"
…
Witnessing their comrade’s suffering and sensing the First Demon God’s severity, the subordinate officials quivered like frightened quails, hastily voicing agreement before retreating.
"Hmph…"
"Useless fools!"
"Better to check the Giant God’s recent movements."
Soon, a report was placed on Barbatos’s desk.
"Oh?"
"It actually moved toward the edge of the ‘Endless Ether’."
"Hmm…"
"Interesting."
"The Giant God’s greatest allies, those Ether Dragons, cluster near Themis and Valaharl—those stubborn Fortress Worlds."
"Doesn’t this leave the Giant God isolated without support?"
"Excellent! This is perfect!"
"You!"
Barbatos pointed at a servant formed from the Predatory Deity beside him.
"Immediately notify the deities from the Endless Ether."
"Instruct them to prepare for an assault!"
"Their prey is nearby!"
In a remote corner of the Fantasy Tree of Subspace, the battle raged on.
No, it could not be called a battle anymore; it was a slaughter!
The enormous flat "void battleship" loomed over the Fantasy Tree of Subspace, a renowned "Giant God’s Radiance-class" battleship.
They hovered above, using powerful ground fire to sweep away the chaotic demons that kept emerging from within the Fantasy Tree to provide reinforcement, creating a strong fire barrier on its surface.
Few Outer Gods from the Void, originally loyal to chaos, were willing to fight.
On one hand, Gimmerly controlled the Powers of the void, and Barbatos no longer trusted the Outer God clan, cutting their funding; naturally, the Chaos Demon God did not need to risk his life for such a "master."
On the other hand, they witnessed the terrifying power of those battleships.
Just a moment ago, a stubborn Outer God lifted off to uphold the so-called "dignity of the deity," trying to stop the mortals’ "void battleship"; as a result, a "Giant God’s Radiance-class" battleship accelerated and quickly caught up, revealing its Smashing Claw and smashing the Outer God’s head to pieces.
After seeing this, no Outer God would sacrifice their life for Barbatos and the vague “dignity” anymore.
Meanwhile, the "Mold Tumors," which had been quietly eroding the Fantasy Tree of Subspace, suddenly "activated," starting to attack and devour the nearby demons, making the demons’ situation worse.
So, in the Fantasy Tree of Subspace, in the demons’ own territory, the demons were beaten down by mortals!
“Thud!”
The armored warrior’s iron boots stomped hard on the horned demon commander, the gun muzzle gleaming coldly.
Although he was once a slave with barely any clothes, the "void battleships" delivered lots of equipment to the slaves.
This included not only "ordinary composite fiber armor" and "bayonet holy light guns" for arming common slaves but also "Magic Power armor" made just for the Chosen Warrior.
Under the full helmet and "divine steel heavy armor," the Chosen Warrior looked even scarier than the demons!
“Die!”
“Demon!”
Sweet revenge was happening now!
But then, the horned demon commander did not want to give up.
“Hahahaha…”
“Don’t get cocky!”
“Don’t think this is over!”
“Because we still have…”
“Boom—!”
Far away, the "chaotic dragon" watching over the Fantasy Tree of Subspace finally moved.
Its huge body, like a small hill, slowly came closer.
“You will all be…”
“Bang bang bang!”
The horned demon commander’s curse stopped suddenly.
The Chosen Warrior did not talk more and pulled the trigger, blowing his head apart.
But the horned demon commander’s death did not matter.
The important thing was…
“Boom—Boom—Boom—!”
“Creak creak…”
The chaotic dragon was getting near!
Its minions followed right behind!