CHAPTER 426: CHAPTER 405: WHITE TIGER CITY LORD MONTERO

In the underground palace of the Abyssal Demon Realm

One of the ten Demon Kings, Samael, sat on the throne of the palace with a solemn expression.

At this moment, the grand door of the palace was opened, and a figure walked step by step to the center of the hall and then knelt down.

In the entire palace, there were only two people at this moment, and neither opened their mouth to speak, the palace was silent.

After a long time, Samael snapped out of his daze, lowered his head, and spoke to the figure prostrate below with a droning voice:

"Father God will summon you shortly, and I believe you know what to do then, right?"

"Understood!"

At this moment in the grand hall, it was none other than the Demon Race Commander (Demon Monarch): Fog Demon, who had twice met Lin Yi fleetingly and just returned from the Purgatory Corridor having narrowly escaped death.

Twice before, Lin Yi almost got dragged back to the Abyssal Demon Realm by him.

Fog Demon rose from the cold floor, looking up at Samael on the throne, eyes filled with intense murderous intent, and said:

"Kill all the Chosen Ones."

"Ha ha, ha ha ha, ha ha ha ha ha..."

Yet at this moment, Samael suddenly burst into wild laughter on the throne, calming down gradually after a while, saying:

"After so many years of waiting, I’ve finally lived to see this day."

Samael’s face was filled with a crazed smile, saying:

"The Sealing Gate has started to loosen. According to the rules set by Father God, as long as you can collect 1 million life force (counting 1 life force per death), the Sealing Gate will be prematurely unsealed."

Samael stood up from the throne, looking up at the direction of the Rafam Continent, sighing:

"This time, my Demon Race shall unify the Rafam Continent and leave this wretched place where daylight is never seen."

At this moment, standing at the edge of the throne, Samael muttered to himself:

"Chosen Ones? Hmph..."

Meanwhile, in Cyan Dragon City on the Rafam Continent, City Lord Babylon was lying on a rocking chair in the back garden of Cyan Dragon City, enjoying a leisurely afternoon.

But suddenly, Babylon’s expression changed:

"Who?"

Babylon landed his feet firmly, stopping the rocking chair, and then stood up.

At this moment, a handsome man slowly appeared beside Babylon, stepping through the tear in space and time, saying:

"You’re quite relaxed, aren’t you."

Upon seeing the man appear in front of him, Babylon was noticeably taken aback:

"What brings you here?"

The man in front of Babylon at this moment was Montero, the City Lord of White Tiger City, one of the Four Major Cities.

Moreover, Montero was the strongest existence among the Four Major Cities, with a level as high as 84.

This level of person is known as the closest existence to the divine, named Demigod.

Because when the level is raised to 85, after undergoing the baptism of the Celestial Tribulation, they can grasp the power of the Domain and join the ranks of divine-level powerhouses.

But this simple step has hindered countless astonishingly talented people, remaining a world apart from the divine to their death.

Take Montero for example, from the time he broke through to 84 to the present, several centuries have passed.

Yet in these centuries, the gap of 1 level seems like a gulf, harder than ascending to the heavens.

To this day, there are no signs of breakthrough at all.

Among the City Lords of the four major cities in the Hua Country War Zone, Montero, standing in front of Babylon, is recognized as the least warm-hearted.

Because no matter when you see him, he always has a cold expression, never given to smiling.

Just like the perpetual snow and ice of White Tiger City, devoid of the slightest warmth.

Most importantly, to Babylon’s astonishment, ordinarily, he doesn’t step out of White Tiger City even a step.

Even something as significant as the last opening of the Floating City, he never appeared from start to finish, only sending the Guard Commander of White Tiger City instead.

Montero’s sudden visit this time naturally sparked strong curiosity and surprise in Babylon.

"The inheritor of the god Kalsa is that ’Feng Hua’ Chosen One, isn’t it?"

Babylon looked at the man before him, with an ice-like demeanor, in surprise but said in puzzlement:

"I seem to have told you this earlier last month, right?"

Not forgetting to tease, he added:

"Did you cultivate until your brain broke, got amnesia?"

But before Babylon could laugh, Montero opened his mouth to ask again:

"Just answer yes or no!"

"Uh~ cough cough..."

Babylon immediately stifled his laughter, quickly saying:

"It’s him."

What on earth is this guy suddenly after my son-in-law for?

Montero’s sudden appearance made Babylon feel a bit uneasy inside. Even the teacher has a daughter yet to be married, could it be this fellow...

Whoah, this can’t be allowed!

Babylon quickly shook his head, looking at Montero seriously, saying:

"What do you need him for?"

"I warn you, this guy has already privately pledged himself to my daughter, don’t you get any funny ideas!"

Hearing Babylon’s words, Montero couldn’t help but roll his eyes before suddenly speaking of another matter that shocked Babylon:

"Do you know the seal may be lifted prematurely?"

"Seal?"

For a moment, Babylon didn’t respond:

"What seal?"

But then suddenly his heart snapped tight, exclaiming:

"Whoa, you don’t mean the seal of the Demon Race passage, do you?"

And Montero nodded directly, saying:

"Precisely."

Babylon was immediately shocked, saying:

"No way, this is deadly!"

"Right now, the highest of those Chosen Ones is only at the Fourth Transformation; if the Demon Race strikes in full force, wouldn’t we have to face another catastrophe?"

"And those guys from the Western Continent are watching like hungry tigers; with our currently recovered strength, we simply cannot resist!"

Then Babylon seemed to remember something, confusion tinged with suspicion, he asked:

"How did you know about this? Why haven’t I received any news?"

"How I know is not for you to know."

At this moment, Montero suddenly tore open a rift in time and space in front of him and said:

"Come with me to a place."

"Uh"

Babylon was stunned:

"Where to?"

But the next moment he suddenly reacted, hastily saying:

"No, wait!"

"Last time I hit that Samael guy, I’m still grounded; I’m not allowed to leave the City Lord’s Mansion without permission!"

"I know."

Babylon rolled his eyes:

"Yet you still want me to go with you?"

At this point, Montero had already stepped one foot into the time-space rift, suddenly paused, turning around to say to Babylon:

"Anyway, it’s not me who will be punished then."

Babylon’s face turned dark, blurting out:

"Not going."

...

In a snow-capped mountainous area, Babylon grumbled:

"I say, can’t you get Aiborn instead for whatever this is? Why drag me here?"

Montero slowly walked in the thick snow, without turning his head, saying:

"Aiborn’s side isn’t safe. He mustn’t know about this."

"Moreover, this also helps your son-in-law grow up quickly; no one is more suitable than you!"

Walking behind, Babylon wore a wry smile, then suddenly remembered something, speaking viciously:

"Damn it, once that guy’s trial is over, I have to seize a chance to settle his marriage with my daughter, or I’d be losing out so bad."