"My god! Fifty-three demon marks?!"
"Morisa's cousin?"
"Can you act normal? In this era, Morisa probably hasn't even been born yet!"
Many nearby players were shocked, but not a single one panicked.
"Fifty-three demon marks… a Demon Venerable?"
"A Frost Demon clan member?"
"It's over… all over… That's an existence capable of fighting a sixth-order Sacred Body expert!"
However, many of the Lost Era survivors immediately fell into panic.
The power of the demon race, especially those with fifty-three demon marks, was simply a nightmare!
The bodies of demons could regenerate endlessly, they were practically impossible to kill!
Among them, those known as the Demon Clan were even more terrifying. They are the descendants of True Demons, possessing even more heaven defying strength!
Generally speaking, powerful True Demons had already gone to the Immortal Realm and would never come here!
But their descendants were a different matter!
Especially Demon Venerables, that title was reserved for true elites among the demons!
"Leave this guy to me!"
At that moment, a figure stepped forward, standing directly in front of Demon Venerable Moluka.
Super Vegeta!
"Heh. A mere human dares challenge me? Foolish!" Demon Venerable Moluka sneered.
"Back in the second beta test era, more than a dozen versions ago, when I faced you, I could only stall for a little while."
"But now…"
"Demon Venerable…"
"The era has changed!"
Super Vegeta grinned, and didn't waste another word.
"Super Saiyan 2!!!"
With a low roar, Super Vegeta instantly transformed!
"BOOM! BOOM! BOOM!"
An overwhelming aura erupted!
"What?!" Demon Venerable Moluka was completely stunned.
The human before him had instantly increased his physical strength fiftyfold!
This was completely ridiculous!
"BOOM!"
Super Vegeta stepped forward and appeared before Moluka like lightning.
"Damn it!!!"
Moluka raised his arms to defend while shouting:
"Second form—"
"You won't get the chance to transform."
Super Vegeta didn't give him any opportunity.
His hands flashed!
Golden dragon claws slashed downward!
"Five Clawed Golden Dragon Style—Dragon Claw!!!"
With a furious roar, Super Vegeta crossed his hands—
and instantly cut Demon Venerable Moluka into dozens of pieces!
"Damn insect… I… I will sacrifice everything…"
Moluka tried to summon the power of the Frost Demon in his final moment.
But—
"BOOM BOOM BOOM!"
Blazing Heavenly Fire erupted from his wounds!
The flames engulfed him completely.
"AAAAAAHHHH!"
Moluka didn't even have the chance to fight back before being instantly killed.
"Phew!"
Super Vegeta let out a breath and ended his transformation.
The entire combo happened in one smooth sequence.
Moluka never even had the chance to show his strength, let alone summon the Frost Demon!
"Tsk, I was just about to make a move!"
"Damn, Brother Vegeta's hand speed is still insane! Amazing, so amazing!"
"Every generation has its own meta! Back in the second beta test, bosses at Morisa's level were unbeatable. Now they've become roadside trash mobs that can be killed instantly. Sad!"
"Of course! That boss is from how many versions ago?!"
"Remember the Deep Sea King? He used to be terrifying! Even Brother Lufei struggled and earned the title 'Scratching King.' Now… well… grilled Deep Sea King skewers are classics! I've got one preserved from the first beta test. I take it out and sniff it every day—refreshing!"
"Dude, it's rotten! Throw it away already!"
The players sighed dramatically… then went back to what they were doing.
A mere Demon Venerable with fifty-three demon marks?
Just an outdated boss.
Kill it and move on.
What's there to see? Basic stuff!
Several Hours Later
"I am from the Lava Demon Clan!"
"Demon Venerable—Mo Fu!!!"
"Human ants, prepare to feel the wrath of a Demon Venerable!"
Another Demon Venerable appeared.
He also possessed fifty-three demon marks, radiating power equal to Moluka.
"Heh. Moluka's aura disappeared here. That idiot must have been careless and got killed. I'm different. I came here already in my strongest state! Who can stop me?!"
Mo Fu thought smugly.
"Asura Tyrant Body!!!"
"Two Sword Style—Demon Slaying!!!"
The moment Mo Fu saw Emperor Zoro, he felt a sudden life and death crisis.
The next instant—
His entire demon body, along with his demon core, was cut cleanly in half.
Instant kill.
Another instant kill.
Moments Later
"Impossible… I have fifty-three demon marks… why… can't I block your punch?"
Demon Venerable Mo Li of the Blade Demon Clan stared at the giant hole in his chest.
Then he looked up.
At the figure who had blown him apart with a single punch.
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The player with fifty demon marks.
"Because…"
"You're just a trash mob."
he said calmly.
The terrifying aura of his Purgatory Incarnation continued spreading outward.
"Thud!"
Mo Li collapsed to the ground.
Dead with his eyes open.
"What the hell?!"
"When did Brother Show Off become this strong?!"
"Am I seeing things? He just punched the final boss of the second test to death?!"
Many players were completely stunned.
Could it be—
Pay-to-win really lets you do whatever you want?
This was way too unfair!
The players cursed the game designers while skillfully digging out demon cores from the dead demons and monsters.
Then they happily ran over to sell them.
"Brother Show Off! I farmed over a hundred demon cores!"
"Buy mine! I've got more!"
"No no no—buy mine! Mine are bigger and darker!"
Players surrounded If You Don't Show Off at the Beginning, You Lose Half the Game, even stepping on the dead head of Demon Venerable Mo Li.
A black tear of demonic sorrow slid from Mo Li's eye.
Four full days passed.
The number of Lost Era survivors gathered here had exceeded 800,000, and it was still rising rapidly.
Many survivors had spread the message to other regions:
"This place is safe!"
So more and more people came seeking refuge.
At the same time, the number of pursuing demons and demonic beasts also increased.
But no matter how many came—
None returned.
Even several Demon Venerables had disappeared in this region.
Finally, this caught the attention of the demon commander responsible for exterminating this entire world.
On the back of a massive black demonic beast over one hundred kilometers long, there stood a black bone castle.
Inside the castle, a figure sat upon a throne, listening to a report.
"So… millions of demon soldiers and beasts have already been wiped out?"
"And we've lost five Demon Venerables and over a hundred fifth-order demons?"
The figure asked coldly.
"Yes."
"Bring them in."
"Yes!"
Soon, more than ten figures entered the hall.
If He Yiming were here, he would recognize them immediately.
Each possessed around forty-five demon marks, and every one carried the bloodline of the Ancient Demon Race.
They were the demon experts from the future era who had entered the secret realm from the Chaotic Star Sea!
"You said earlier… you know who these people are?"
the throne figure asked hoarsely.
"Yes."
"They belong to Yanhuang Sect."
"And their leader, their highest authority, is called…"
The demons from the future smiled sinisterly.
"He Yiming."