CHAPTER 529: CHAPTER 520 GET OVER HERE NOW!

"Ha, pathetic, laughable."

Bai Yan shook his head with a light chuckle.

Algernon Matthew knows absolutely nothing, yet he forcefully tries to harness a demon inside his own body.

He knows nothing about demons!

"What are you laughing at!"

Algernon Matthew roared in rage.

"What else can I laugh at? Laughing at you knowing nothing about demons, yet you desperately try to control one. You should feel lucky that this demon is too weak, possessing only SS+ level strength. Otherwise, you would have been the first to have your soul devoured."

Bai Yan raised his eyebrows slightly, smiling faintly.

Demons are naturally chaotic, how can just anyone control them?

"Damn Hua Xia person! You’re too arrogant!"

People around him roared angrily and raised their heads to rebuke.

He actually referred to the great demon as "a demon"!

This is simply a desecration of demons!

"What? Did I say something wrong?"

Bai Yan narrowed his eyes, seemingly indifferent to the angry and hateful gazes around him.

The corners of Bai Yan’s mouth curled up in a strange smile, looking at the demon on the hexagram with a half-smiling expression.

The black transparent body of the demon shivered suddenly, showing a hint of fear.

However, this slight movement was not noticed by anyone; all eyes were hatefully fixed on Bai Yan.

An older Dark Mage, suppressing his internal injuries, said to Bai Yan in a gloomy voice, "Hua Xia man, you are strong! But you should not insult our faith!"

"You are forcing us to fight desperately!"

"As warriors of the Dark Camp, we cannot tolerate any desecration of the demon!"

"With so many of us attacking together, how many lives do you think you have to fight back?"

People sneered, each of them standing up, staring sternly at Bai Yan, killing intent swirling around them.

Everyone was slowly approaching Bai Yan.

They were right; Bai Yan’s strength was perhaps stronger than anyone present!

But if everyone, including the prince, joined together in an attack, even if Bai Yan did not die, he would escape with severe injuries. Outnumbered, across the hall were several hundred Dark Camp leaders, the lowest strength among them was S level, most were SS level!

Not to mention, the seemingly severely injured Bloodline Prince was eyeing Bai Yan hungrily.

If they were attacked by the group, An Yan might be able to escape, but the demon warriors in the outskirts would certainly die here.

"Do you really think I can’t kill you!"

Algernon Matthew’s anger surged as he stared fiercely at Bai Yan: "Kneel down now! Apologize to the great demon! Otherwise, at my command, you might escape from the attack, but the force behind you, Demon Island, will face the madness of the Dark Council!"

"Yes! Kneel down!"

"Kneel down for me!"

"Hua Xia person, you do not deserve to stand in front of a demon! No one can stand in front of the great demon, not even gods!"

"Beg the demon for forgiveness!"

"With your most humble attitude!"

The people of the Dark Camp were agitated.

More and more people shouted furiously, coming together in a unified outcry.

"Kneel down!"

"Kneel down!"

"Kneel down!"

The voices almost flipped the funnel-shaped ceiling of the castle, waves of sound carrying immense worship of the demon.

The black transparent demon on the hexagram slightly rolled, the Abyss aura and demon aura showed significant fluctuations, which caught Algernon Matthew’s eye.

The demon reacted!

It seems, making this Hua Xia man kneel and submit, stirred the demon!

Algernon Matthew, overjoyed, hastily clutched the wounds in front of his chest, struggled to stand up, arrogantly raised his head to look at Bai Yan: "Kneel down now! Beg for the demon’s forgiveness!"

"Kneel down?"

Bai Yan laughed lightly, his tone cold: "You want me to kneel? I’m afraid this demon doesn’t have that qualification! I fear if I kneel, this demon would be scared to death on the spot!"

Let a Demon Lord kneel to a demon?

This is absolutely a huge joke!

"Arrogance!"

"I can’t bear it anymore! I want to kill this kid!"

The crowd roared angrily; Algernon Matthew’s eyes slightly narrowed.

Just as Prince Matthew was about to order an attack on Bai Yan, Bai Yan suddenly smiled lightly, his Dragon Pattern Longsword quivering lightly, slanting toward the black transparent demon on the Blood-colored Hexagram.

"Get over here now!"

Bai Yan’s voice was indifferent, looking towards the air above the Hexagram Array, but his tone was by no means polite.

Satan!

He actually demanded the great demon to roll to his feet?

This kid is crazy, daring to provoke the demons actively!

Algernon Matthew’s eyes lit up, he quickly turned around and spoke earnestly to the demon, "Great demon, bless me! Kill this disrespectful Hua Xia man!"

However, the black transparent demon continued to ignore the poor Prince.

"Whoosh!"

The demon, enveloped by Abyssal Aura, shot rapidly towards Bai Yan!

"Look! The Great Demon is enraged!"

"This Hua Xia man is done for!"

The crowd was ecstatic, exclaiming loudly.

However, Bai Yan showed no signs of nervousness, his gaze was indifferent as he watched the demon.

The black transparent demon arrived in an instant, soon floating in front of Bai Yan.

But the fierce attack that everyone imagined did not occur; instead, the black transparent demon circled around Bai Yan, constantly sending out faint soul fluctuations.

At the same time, this demon was really obedient, rolling continuously in front of Bai Yan.

To roll, it rolled!

Extremely obedient!

A Dark Mage skilled in soul magic sharply captured this soul fluctuation.

Suddenly, the Old Dark Mage’s eyes widened, his lips trembled, he pounded the ground and cried out incredulously, "Oh my God! The Great Demon is actually begging for mercy from this Hua Xia man!"

Silence fell over the entire crowd! Not a sound to be heard!

For a moment, everyone was dumbfounded, the entire castle hall was eerily quiet.

The demon, regarded as a faith by the crowd, was continuously sending begging soul fluctuations to this Hua Xia man.

"Good that you know your place, I thought you were about to betray your master!"

Bai Yan sneered, lifting his Dragon Pattern Longsword, gently tapping the head of the black transparent demon.

This demon was the Level Five demon[Void Evil Spirit]that had inexplicably vanished from Bai Yan not long ago!

The Void Evil Spirit kept circling Bai Yan’s body, its form trembling slightly, continuously transmitting pleading for forgiveness through soul fluctuations to Bai Yan.

His own demon had actually been summoned by this Bloodline Prince using a secret technique?

This world is truly full of wonders!

At the moment Bai Yan saw the Void Evil Spirit, his thoughts moved swiftly, calculating and instantly understanding the whole cause and effect.

Bai Yan reckoned that when he returned from the Biochemical Plane through the Plane Gate, the system tied to his soul fluctuated, causing a slight flaw in the barrier of the Main Plane.

At that very moment, Prince Algernon Matthew was performing a secret technique, catching the momentary flaw in the Main Plane barrier, perceiving the Abyss Plane but usually, demons from the Abyss Territory are hard to summon by those from the Main Plane.

So by a stroke of coincidence, the poor Prince ended up summoning a demon from Bai Yan’s Abyss Territory that was standby.

Perhaps it was because the waves of the secret technique’s execution were somewhat similar to a demon contract, or maybe it was because the altars within the Abyss Territory were constantly sacrificing zombies, operating 24 hours; in any case, Bai Yan’s subordinate demon was "stolen" by Prince Algernon Matthew!

Moreover, he was audaciously demanding Bai Yan to kneel and beg for mercy to his own demon!

This joke, really isn’t funny at all...

At this point, Algernon Matthew was completely stunned, kneeling in the middle of the Blood-colored Hexagram Array, dispiritedly watching the Void Evil Spirit continuously frolicking around, like a child who had returned to its parents after leaving home.

His treasure, his faith, the great demon, was actually submitting to this Hua Xia man!

Satan!

Am I dreaming?

Algernon Matthew’s face was ashen, with a ghost-like expression, he felt he was about to go mad!