Having the genes of a demon king, I never intended to be a kept man.

"Karl?"

Ji Cangyuan's expression suddenly darkened, and the remaining soul power around his body instinctively tensed, like a wounded beast encountering a potential threat. He stared intently at the suddenly appearing, always smiling, refined young man, his voice revealing cold vigilance and incomprehension: "It's you... what are you doing here?"

Carl gently pushed up his spotless gold-rimmed glasses, smiled, and said calmly, "Of course, I'm here to reinforce you on the chairman's orders."

"Reinforcements?" Ji Cangyuan snorted coldly, clearly not believing it at all.

Karl said, "You probably didn't expect that the elemental life form 'Sea Devourer' that you painstakingly nurtured for hundreds of years would turn against its master at the crucial moment, did you? It's truly a pity."

"..." Ji Cangyuan was silent for a moment, then sneered, "It seems you know a lot about things on the battlefield? I knew it. If you really wanted to send reinforcements, why didn't you make a move earlier?"

"You should be aware of the ancient elemental monster you've nurtured. That sea monster can single-handedly defeat an army of ten thousand. Do you think my intervention will be of any use?"

"..."

Ji Cangyuan had no way to refute it.

“Eat this.” Karl reached into the pocket of his casual suit and took out a pill. With a flick of his finger, the pill flew steadily toward Ji Cangyuan: “You burned your essence blood, and your cultivation has greatly decreased. This can help you replenish some of your cultivation.”

The pill felt slightly warm to the touch, and a faint fluctuation of pure spiritual energy emanated from it. Ji Cangyuan's eyes lit up: "A Spirit Replenishing Pill?"

Carl: “Yes.”

Ji Cangyuan was overjoyed. He burned his essence blood and source, which consumed a lot of his cultivation and life force. This was exactly what he needed right now.

He picked up the pill, brought it to his nose, and inhaled its refreshing fragrance, which invigorated him. Almost without hesitation, he opened his mouth to put the pill in.

However, when he brought it to his lips, he stopped. He suddenly felt something was wrong.

How could Sima Qing be so generous with something as valuable as the Spirit-Replenishing Pill?

Just as he thought of this, the pill in his hand suddenly emitted a faint, almost imperceptible blue light.

Ji Cangyuan's eyes changed drastically, and he shouted, "This is not a Spirit Replenishing Pill!" Without thinking, he suddenly exerted force with his five fingers, about to fling the pill away!

But, it's too late!

The pill seemed to possess a life of its own, suddenly blazing brightly the moment he exerted his power! A blinding blue light exploded, not from the gentle medicinal force, but from countless fine, shimmering, crackling blue arcs of lightning! These arcs of lightning instantly intertwined into a net of lightning filled with binding and paralyzing power, winding and swiftly moving along his arm at an unimaginable speed!

"Tsk-!"

A web of lightning swept over him, instantly binding his arms, shoulders, and chest, before spreading throughout his entire body! The powerful paralyzing force and soul-binding effect erupted simultaneously, instantly stiffening all his muscles and halting the flow of his soul power! He was like a flying insect caught in a lightning spiderweb; despite his desperate struggles, the lightning tightened its grip, penetrating deeper into his muscles and even attempting to invade his soul sea!

Soon, the lightning net completely bound his entire body.

"Karl! You tricked me!?" Ji Cangyuan was shocked and furious. His eyes were bloodshot as he glared at Karl, who still had a gentle expression. His voice trembled from the numbness of the lightning and his extreme anger.

Karl smiled slightly.

Thunder Soul Network.

Gold-quality traps can be transformed into any object, and once an opponent is caught in the trap, even a Soul Emperor in the early stages can be temporarily restrained.

This is still the legacy left by Helion.

As a peak Soul Emperor, Ji Cangyuan would normally have a hard time controlling this thing. However, he had burned his essence blood and was currently in a weakened state.

"What do you want to do!?" Ji Cangyuan struggled desperately while looking at him angrily.

“I’m sorry, Clan Chief Ji Cangyuan.” Karl sighed softly, shrugged, and a look of almost “sympathy” but also utter helplessness appeared on his face: “This is the Chairman’s order. Who told you to be so careless when you were talking to Empress Huanmeng? The Chairman already knows about your disloyalty to him, so he feels there’s no need to keep you here.”

Ji Cangyuan frowned. He didn't understand how Sima Qing knew.

But now is not the time to dwell on this.

"Loyalty?" Ji Cangyuan gritted his teeth and said, "Sima Qing and I have only ever had a business relationship. I am a member of the company's board of directors, not his employee! When did he become my superior? How can I be expected to be loyal to him?"

“Yes, you’re right.” Karl nodded, his tone calm. “In that case, there’s nothing more to say. You can go in peace.”

As he spoke, he pulled out several metal cards.

Ji Cangyuan's expression changed.

Logically speaking, he is the lord of the sea races, controlling all the forces in the oceans across the map of all races.

It can be said that the territory and sphere of influence of the sea race is the largest in the entire map of all races!

He still has value to both the company and Sima Qing, so Sima Qing shouldn't let him die...

"What do you want to do...?"

“I know what you’re thinking,” Karl smiled. “Don’t worry, I won’t let you die. I’ll just make sure you don’t have an easy time.”

After speaking, he threw out the card.

Hundreds of metal cards floated around Ji Cangyuan, shifting through various colors and intricate runes, transforming into slender yet solid colored currents radiating different attribute fluctuations. These colored currents leaped and connected between the cards, instantly weaving into a dazzling yet chilling multicolored barrier of light, completely enveloping Ji Cangyuan!

“Ughh ...!!!”

Ji Cangyuan struggled in vain for a while, but eventually collapsed amidst painful screams and lost consciousness.

Karl looked at the unconscious Ji Cangyuan, a smirk playing on his lips, his gaze behind his glasses deep and unfathomable: "Heh..."

......

The outskirts of the blood-red plains.

Ao Sheng, Shi Ting, Gom, Feng Shangbo, Shui Tianhua, and other core leaders of the Myriad Races Alliance were still gathered on a towering cliff a dozen kilometers away from the Ghostly Mist Array. They strained their eyes to see into the churning, thick purple mist, trying to glimpse even a fraction of the battle unfolding within.

"They've been inside for so long, and there's still no sign of them. I wonder if that young guy, Nightsong, is any good." The dwarf king, Gom, stroked his signature fiery red beard with one large hand. "Do you think he might have gone bald from showing off?"

Lion Thunder crossed his arms: "Besides, that eerie fog can block signals, so the situation inside can't get out. It's normal that there's no movement."

“Yes.” Feng Shangbo pondered, “Judging from Lord Yege’s confident demeanor, I don’t think it’s that bad.”

King Gorm, the dwarf: "I'm not so sure! I've seen too many people who try to show off and end up getting themselves into trouble. What's that saying again? If you keep walking on the edge, you're bound to get your shoes wet."

other people:"......"

Shui Tianhua said helplessly, "No matter what, the human race is now in the same alliance as us, so let's hope they're okay."

"Hey, it's natural to want him to be well." Gorm chuckled, his coppery eyes darting around with undisguised amusement. "But I doubt any of you want him to be too happy, right?"

"..."

Everyone was speechless.

Ao Shenglong King did not participate in their discussion from beginning to end. His tall dragon body stood like a mountain at the forefront of the cliff, his golden dragon eyes staring unblinkingly at the strange purple mist in the distance that devoured everything, as silent as a statue.

However, at that moment, his expression suddenly changed slightly!

An extremely subtle yet vast and powerful dark supernatural energy, capable of making one's soul tremble, intruded into the edge of his powerful dragon soul spiritual power's perception without warning!

This energy did not come from the direction of the eerie mist, but from the sky behind them, and it was moving at an incredible speed toward the blood-red plain, or more precisely, toward the eerie mist formation!

He abruptly looked up, his sharp dragon eyes instantly locking onto the horizon. High above, in the vast sky, a faint, almost imperceptible streak of black and red light flashed by like a shooting star tearing through the night! Its speed surpassed the visual limits of ordinary Soul Emperor realm experts!

If it weren't for the fact that he, a dragon, was naturally very perceptive, and that the other party didn't seem to be deliberately concealing their presence, even he probably wouldn't have been able to detect them.

Ao Sheng's expression suddenly turned extremely solemn. He quickly turned around, his gaze sweeping over Gom, Shui Tianhua, Shi Ting, Feng Shangbo, and the others beside him. They were all still in their previous postures, some arguing, some deep in thought, some gazing into the distance, completely unaffected by the passing of that terrifying energy, clearly unaware that a powerful figure had just passed by...

'Such powerful and terrifying dark energy, so condensed as to be almost tangible, moved almost silently, even suppressing spatial fluctuations to the slightest degree... Even Soul Emperor realm experts like Shui Tianhua couldn't sense it at all...'

Ao Sheng frowned slightly.

Among all races, there is probably only one...

'Could it be...it's him...?'

......

At the same moment, the black and red streak of light had already traversed a long distance and appeared in the sky directly above the mysterious fog array as if by teleportation.

Demon Lord Kahn stood in mid-air, his body not displaying any exaggerated energy storm, but merely enveloped by a layer of deep, restrained, black-red demonic flames that seemed to absorb light. However, the presence of these demonic flames caused a subtle distortion in the surrounding space, and even the eerie purple mist churning below seemed to become more docile beneath his feet.

His dark red, jade-like eyes narrowed slightly as he looked down at the vast plain shrouded in endless purple mist. His deep, magnetic voice carried a hint of mockery: "The Crimson Plains... so this is it. The Mysterious Mist Array? Hmph, an ancient relic from the distant past. I didn't expect the Zerg to have preserved it until now."

"I remember that person's name, it's Jiang Xiaoming, right..."

"Hmph, this time I will definitely find you."

As he finished speaking, a hint of excitement flickered in his eyes.

Without pausing for a moment, his demonic flames rippled around him, and his figure transformed into a straight, downward-pointing black-red meteor. Ignoring the eerie mist that the allied forces of all races feared, he plunged headlong into the land below, which was being swallowed by the purple mist, without hesitation!

......

"Rumble rumble rumble rumble...!!!"

A loud explosion rang out in the southern forest.

The shockwave, carrying scorching air and shattered vegetation, spread wildly in a ring shape, instantly clearing away a large area of ​​purple mist and violently blasting away the figures entangled within it.

Xia Xiyao, Nangong Qiuyue, Nangong Ru, Cang Feng, Jiang Xiaoming, and Arthur are still entangled with the orc doctor Amu, who seems like a fool and a lunatic.

"Cough cough cough..."

Xia Xiyao coughed incessantly from the thick smoke, then looked around and asked, "Hanhan, Teacher Cangfeng, Xiaomingzi, how are you?"

"No, it's okay..."

Nangong Qiuyue groaned, forcefully pushed away a half-charred giant tree that was pressing down on her, bit her lip, and stood leaning on her sword.

Cang Feng, Jiang Xiaoming, Nangong Ru, Arthur and the others also emerged from a patch of broken wood and grass.

"Damn... this madman, I never expected someone who looks so crazy on the outside to be so capable..."

Jiang Xiaoming looked around with lingering fear.

That orc doctor is practically a walking arsenal and a biochemical maniac!

The entire forest had been ravaged by the orc doctor's potion bombs.

The scorched earth lay exposed, wisps of smoke rising from it. Broken branches and remnants lay scattered about, some still slowly burning. The air was thick with the pungent stench of sulfur, chemicals, and ashes.

Meanwhile, the forest was littered with the corpses of human warriors.

"Roar......"

At this moment, on the edge of the swirling, still-present smoke and dust, more ominous figures vaguely emerged.

A group of demonized humans, with dark red or grayish-black skin, bulging muscles, bloodshot eyes, and inhuman growls, slowly emerged from the shadows of the surrounding forest. Their steps were unsteady yet carried a beast-like oppressive aura; they snarled and grimaced, drool dripping from their mouths, their crimson eyes fixed on the few remaining members of the group, including Xia Xiyao, forming an encirclement.

Jiang Xiaoming: "Damn it, here we go again... What on earth are these monsters...?"

Cang Feng said solemnly, "Demonic mutants. Unlike the Ye family, they cannot control their demonic consciousness. Moreover, they should all be mutant warriors who have undergone several rounds of demonic gene modification by the gene company... It can be said that they have completely turned into a group of demonic berserkers and have lost their humanity."

They had just witnessed the power of these demonized berserkers.

Extremely fast speed and explosive power.

The human soldiers were no match for them and suffered heavy casualties in the blink of an eye.

“A berserker…” Upon hearing this, Arthur involuntarily clenched his fists.

If it weren't for Lord Yoru-sama saving him, he probably would have become one of these guys...

At that moment, the orc doctor, Am, slowly strolled out from behind a pile of scorched earth. He wore his signature, simple-minded smile, almost to the point of being silly, but the look in his eyes behind his glasses was unusually excited.

He had somehow acquired several large metal syringes in his hands, filled with an ominous liquid that was viscous like crude oil but had a faint dark red sheen.

"Hehe... Warm-up's over, time for the main course." The orc doctor muttered, his voice filled with excitement and elation.

He simply flicked his wrist—

"Whoosh whoosh-!"

A dozen syringes sliced ​​through the air, precisely targeting the nape or spine of the restless, demonized berserkers around them! The needles easily pierced their tough skin, and the dark red liquid inside the syringes was automatically and evenly injected.