337: Traitor to the Abyss!

Endless humiliation, fear, and numbness left the Lord of Curses without even the strength or courage to fabricate a lie at this moment.

What could he say?

Say that he had been crushed?

Say that he had become someone else's dog?

That would only tear away his last shred of dignity.

Chen Nian looked at this group of panicked Demonic Evils, who were making a complete spectacle of themselves.

He merely gave a contemptuous smile.

He casually shook the golden chain in his hand, drawing a pained groan from the Lord of Curses.

Then, he spoke unhurriedly:

“Can't you all see it yet?”

“Your master is now my dog.”

As soon as these words were spoken, it was like pouring ice water into a frying pan; the place instantly boiled over!

“Nonsense! How dare you desecrate the Lord!”

“Lord! Break free quickly! Kill this human!”

“Fake! It must be an illusion! This must be a human's illusion!”

“Everyone, charge together and kill this blasphemer!”

The Demonic Evils were enraged by Chen Nian's words.

They let out roars that were fierce in appearance but weak within, summoning their remaining courage and erupting with Evil Energy to charge forward.

However, Chen Nian just shook his head and smiled contemptuously. “Truly incorrigible.”

After speaking, he simply raised his hand casually and gave a gentle wave.

“Swish, swish, swish, swish, swish—!!!!!”

Countless Blood-colored Silk Threads—Heart-Devouring Demon Silk—refined to the extreme, erupted instantly.

Like a storm of death endowed with life, they instantly swept through the Demonic Evils who were shouting the loudest.

“Puchi! Puchi! Puchi! Puchi!”

The dense sound of blades cutting through flesh rang out.

The Demonic Evils who had just summoned their courage, their faces still wearing expressions of anger or ferocity, instantly stiffened.

The expressions on their faces froze, and the light in their eyes rapidly dimmed.

In its place was boundless terror and bewilderment.

A second later, their bodies collapsed like knocked-over building blocks, clattering to the ground.

They were cut into countless neat pieces!

Red, white, purple... liquids and organs of various colors splashed out.

Dyeing the scorched ground into a mess.

[Ding! Killed a Fifth-Rank Demonic Evil, gained 15,217 points!]

[Ding! Killed a Sixth-Tier Demonic Evil, gained 23,189 points!]

[Ding! Killed a Sixth-Tier Demonic Evil, gained 24,561 points!]

...The System's notification sounds rang crisply in Chen Nian's mind.

This bloody, extremely efficient instant kill.

Like the coldest reality, it slammed hard into the heads of the remaining Demonic Evils.

They instantly realized that this human before them wasn't bluffing.

He truly possessed the power to wipe them out at will!

Even their Lord was being led around by him like a dog; what did small fry like them even count for?

“Run—!”

“He's a devil! A true devil!”

The surviving Demonic Evils let out screams of despair.

They wailed and shrieked.

Fleeing for their lives in all directions within the space like headless flies, only wishing to get as far away from that god of slaughter as possible!

But they couldn't escape at all.

Although this Pocket Dimension wasn't small, under the shroud of Chen Nian's Divine Thought, nothing could stay hidden.

Chen Nian simply raised his hand casually, flicking his fingers repeatedly.

“Whoosh! Whoosh! Whoosh!”

Beams of Nether Shock, like the Grim Reaper's roll call, accurately caught up with every fleeing figure.

“Boom! Boom! Boom!”

Green annihilation energy exploded, and the Demonic Evils were like ignited fireworks, their bodies shattered and their Soul Flying Away and Spirit Scattering amidst their screams.

[Ding! Killed a Fifth-Rank Demonic Evil, gained 14,891 points!]

[Ding! Killed a Fifth-Rank Demonic Evil, gained 16,815 points!]

[Ding! Killed a Sixth-Tier Demonic Evil, gained 26,891 points!]

...The points surged once again.

Some Demonic Evils, in their breakdown, let out shrill cries toward the Lord of Curses:

“Lord! Save us! You are the Lord of Curses!”

“Your Majesty! You promised to lead us to glory! Why aren't you acting?!”

“Lord, act quickly, kill this human, and save your people!”

They hoped that the Dominator they believed in could protect them as before and create a miracle.

However, facing the desperate pleas of his subordinates, the Lord of Curses not only failed to step forward.

Instead, he suddenly looked up and screamed in a hoarse, distorted voice filled with malice yet incredibly humble:

“Shut up! You useless trash! All of you, shut up!”

“To be able to die at the hands of the Great One is your honor! Just die obediently!!”

As soon as these words were spoken, all the Demonic Evils who were still crying, pleading for help, or even trying to resist.

They were all struck as if by lightning, standing frozen on the spot!

What did they just hear?

Their most respected and worshipped Lord.

Was actually telling them to “die obediently” for this human?

Faith, at this moment, completely collapsed.

Despair, like the deepest darkness, swallowed the Soul of every Demonic Evil.

They looked at their Lord, who was pulling a chain and acting as humble as a slave.

Then they looked at the human who was like a demon god descended to the world.

Finally, they understood everything.

They had been completely abandoned.

Even the Lord they once regarded as a god had surrendered for the sake of survival.

And he had treated them as sacrifices to please his new master.

“No... Lord... how could you treat us like this...”

“Traitor! Lord of Curses, you are a traitor of the Abyss!!”

“We're all finished... hahaha... all finished...”

For a time, all the Demonic Evils broke down.

They questioned, they roared, and they uttered desperate whispers.

However, Chen Nian thoroughly enjoyed all of this.

This feeling of crushing hope, crushing faith.

Knocking a high-and-mighty existence into the dust and controlling their life and fate at will.

It gave him a sense of pleasure from having everything under his control.

Coupled with the constantly refreshing System announcements and the rapidly rising System points in his mind.

He felt exceptionally comfortable.

He was like playing an easy and pleasant hunting game.

And these Demonic Evils were just mobs that kept refreshing and providing generous rewards.

Chen Nian just shook his head and said with a smile, “Tsk, what a display of a benevolent lord and loyal subjects.”

As his voice fell, he acted again.

This time, it was no longer one-sided sniping, but a wide-area harvest!

He constantly unleashed various skills.

For a time, explosions, cutting sounds, screams, and energy annihilation sounds... played a final movement of destruction within this Core Pocket Dimension.

The Demonic Evils fell in swaths like harvested wheat, flesh and blood flying, their Souls annihilated.

The Lord of Curses had already become numb.

To say he didn't feel pain, resentment, or humiliation would be a lie.

Watching his subjects being slaughtered like trash before him.

And not only was he powerless, but he also had to act as a guide and even shout words of encouragement.

This feeling of his Soul being repeatedly sliced made him almost go insane.

However, what could he do?

Besides watching all of this happen and leading the way for Chen Nian.

He could do absolutely nothing!