Lord: Marry the villain's daughter at the beginning?

Seeing that these children did not react, the middle-aged human angrily kicked the leading child and cursed: "This is the Demon God! Disrespecting the Demon God is not allowed!"

The children finally came to their senses and lowered their heads in panic.

But Daniel smiled and said, "It's okay, Lord Demon will forgive you. Take them down and do their work well. Do you understand? Whether I can return to the front line depends on you."

"Okay, okay, sir, please take care."

The middle-aged man smiled at Daniel flatteringly and politely ushered Daniel away.

After Daniel left, the middle-aged human sighed and said, "Come on, follow me down. Remember to tear a piece of cloth from your clothes to cover your mouth and nose. Don't be afraid of the cold. Anyway, the wind here is not strong and you won't freeze to death."

After saying that, the middle-aged man took the initiative to demonstrate and wrapped a piece of rag around his face.

"Grandpa, what exactly are we going to do here?"

The middle-aged man glanced at the leading child and asked, "You were sent down here without knowing anything?"

"Yes, of course I know. We are here to serve the Demon Lord."

The leading child said, “We just don’t understand why we need to bring mining tools when serving the Demon Lord.”

The middle-aged man led the children down and glanced at the huge piece of meat below. He said, "Why ask? I gave you the tools to mine, so you are here to mine."

"It's just that this mine contains the sacred remains of the Demon Lord."

"Sacred Relics? What does that mean?"

The youngest child kept pronouncing the awkward word.

The leading child said to the youngest child, "It means corpse."

The youngest child shuddered immediately.

"Yes."

The middle-aged man brought the children to the bottom of the abyss and introduced: "This is the body of the Demon Lord. The Demon Lord loves His people, so He offered His body and shared it with His people as a holy meal."

As a former believer of the goddess, the middle-aged man knew that this passage was copied from the goddess's teachings, but the goddess used bread and milk as her holy body and blood to perform the mass.

And this so-called demon god actually contributed his own corpse and rotten blood.

As one of the first humans to be captured in the Land of Eternity, the middle-aged man knew that these teachings were bullshit and were made up later. This was just a strange creature that was dug out by the demons after it died.

After discovering some special uses of this strange creature, the demons began to call this creature a god who came to save them. Later, they found that the flesh and blood of this demon god could be eaten and had some special effects, so they kept pulling humans into the eternal frozen ground to dig.

Is this really a god? The middle-aged man didn't know, because from childhood to adulthood, he had never heard of the corpse of a god, but since the demon said it was, the middle-aged man had no choice but to nod his head and studied the teachings of the demon god and became a small leader.

The foul-smelling environment, rotting flesh, and dead gods, this is a veritable abyss.

The children were obviously very scared. At first, they thought that serving the devil was the same as serving the goddess, singing at daily mass and learning from priests and nuns. But now it seems that singing and learning are not important, but mass is definitely involved.

When the children observed closely, they found that these black pieces of flesh were still jumping and twitching occasionally.

"Is the Demon God really dead?"

The youngest child held the shovel tightly in his hand, with obvious panic and fear in his eyes.

"He's dead. Don't worry about that. As long as you are sincere, you can safely dig up the remains of the Demon Lord. As long as you dig up enough, you can get a large sum of money and go back to reunite with your family."

The middle-aged man continued, "Besides, we have two meals a day here, and the cold wind from the frozen ground can't reach us. We just need to work day and night. Isn't it easy?"

"But remember, you must not eat these pieces of meat, understand? Not at all! Only the warriors of the demon clan can enjoy them. If you eat them, even your family will be in danger! As lowly humans, we are not qualified to enjoy the flesh and blood of the demon god."

The children all nodded sensibly. This black and smelly meat, which was dug out from a corpse, probably no one would dare to eat it, right?

Soon the children began to integrate into the environment in the abyss, because digging meat was not difficult. All the workers had to do was cut the meat, then put it on a cart with a shovel and send it to the designated place. Some hard places might be scabs and needed to be broken with a pickaxe, and they also had to be careful not to be sprayed with rotten blood.

Looking at those children, the middle-aged man turned his back. These children might never be able to leave this abyss. Even if enough water was dug, only death would be waiting for these children.

The secrecy measure adopted by the demons is very simple, that is, no workers are allowed to leave the abyss. If someone really digs enough, they will be killed after sending the worker out.

Although it is simple, it is very practical.

Of course, there are a few exceptions, and that is truly naturalized humans, or honorary demons.

After settling these children, the middle-aged man received a notice that it was time to go to the surface to accept the honor from the Demon King and become an honorary demon. The next day, the middle-aged man left the abyss under the "escort" of two demons.

In order to ensure that he did not hide anything on his body, the middle-aged man also changed into the clothes prepared by the demons. Although the north wind was biting above the abyss, the middle-aged man who had not been to the surface for a long time greedily breathed a breath of fresh air and saw his wife and children.

The man's wife was a mute and could not speak. After seeing the man, she happily hugged him. The child looked only six or seven years old and looked a little silly. There was a big pancake hanging on his chest. Although it had been stiffened by the north wind, the child still grabbed the pancake and started to bite it, not noticing that his father had returned.

Just when he wanted to talk to his child, the demon guard reminded him, "It's time."

In desperation, the man had to grab his wife's shoulders and said, "If you have any problems, tell the demon clan master. Don't fight back even if the master hits you, okay? Wait until I come back later."

Then, the man took out a few copper coins from his arms and stuffed them into his wife's hands, then left with the demons.

The awarding ceremony was a bit crude, but the platform where the Demon King appeared was extremely luxurious. The entire platform was carved from pure white marble, and every inch of it was polished as smooth as a mirror, with a slightly warm luster.

The base was covered with a thick, velvety carpet. The edges of the bright red carpet were embroidered with exquisite vine patterns in gold thread. The man could even feel the heat radiating from the carpet.

And the Demon King Antipas also appeared on the red carpet. This was the first time the man saw the Demon King at such a close distance. Apart from his clothes, the Demon King looked no different from other greenskins. But the man smelled a familiar scent on the Demon King, the smell of flesh cut from the demon's body.

The man didn't dare to have any thoughts and could only kneel down with the others.

At this moment, a woman in the audience miraculously passed through the heavy guards, knelt down in the audience, hugged a child and cried to the devil: "Your Majesty, please save my child, he is almost dying."

The woman held the child high up, but the child had curled up into a ball under the biting north wind and looked beyond saving.

The devil stretched out his hand and pointed, and a black and gray magic circle appeared on the child's body. Then the child, who was frozen red, seemed to be corroded by something and turned into a monster wrapped in mud. The man on the high platform witnessed all this. It was more like a rotten corpse of the devil than mud.

But seeing the mud monster in her hand crying again, the woman cried bitterly: "My child, my child is alive! Thank you for your kindness, Your Majesty the Demon King, thank you!"

"No need to thank me. This is the power of the Demon God. It was the Demon God who brought your child back to life."

The audience immediately knelt down before the Demon King, thanking him and the Great Demon God who had granted him the magic power to bring the dead back to life.

The man on the stage waiting to be awarded looked at the monster in the woman's hand with some fear, thinking of his son with a big cake hanging around his neck. Could this really be considered alive? The man didn't know.