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Chapter 683 The Demon God Backs Down

In a demon's lair somewhere on the Kona satellite.

The eighth-tier demon god Kogas lay prostrate on a high platform made of flesh, bones, and metal debris, his body, over a hundred meters long, resembling a breathing black and red hill.

It has regrown its limbs and complete torso.

New muscle covered the broken skeleton, and a layer of dark red skin was slowly forming.

However, this flesh and blood was clearly not as tough as the original demon god's body. Many parts still retained a translucent, tender flesh texture, trembling slightly with biological functions.

Kogas was extremely annoyed by this.

It continuously devours rare ores and cosmic crystals offered by lower-ranking demons, its sharp mandibles producing a teeth-grinding grinding sound as it crushes the minerals.

These things can speed up its recovery, but they cannot immediately bring the newborn body to its peak strength.

In its fury, it consumed all the space warp beasts it had brought with it to attack Blue Star, even squandering the share that should have been used for the Kona battlefield.

Now, if it wants to conquer the home planet Kona, it must wait for the next batch of space jump beasts to be used.

Otherwise, only a Demon Lord of the seventh rank or higher could traverse the space between the satellite and the mother planet Kona.

Ordinary demons can't even fly, let alone pass through the atmosphere.

But if it only has six seventh-rank subordinates landing, that's not called an occupation, that's called suicide.

You should know the saying "Too many ants can kill an elephant."

The opponent possesses the resources of a home planet; we can wear it down, let alone the fact that it is currently injured.

The safest approach is to wait for the new batch of space jump beasts to arrive, then simultaneously tear open passages at multiple weak points on the Kona homeworld, allowing the demon army to attack directly from within.

Just one more month.

A month later, its body will be almost back to its peak, and a new batch of space jump beasts will be delivered.

At that time, it will first devour the Kona civilization, and then turn around and crush the Terra continent.

As for Earth...

A chilling glint flashed in Kogas's crimson eyes.

The technological civilization that has repeatedly humiliated it must be saved for last.

It will gather all its forces and watch as all the two-legged creatures on that planet perish in fear.

Just then, the aura of a seventh-tier demon lord rapidly approached from afar.

The demon lord crashed almost to the ground below the platform, and before he could even regain his footing, his mental fluctuations were already felt.

"grown ups!"

"Something's happened!"

Kogas stopped chewing the ore.

"explain."

The demon lord lowered his head, his voice filled with barely suppressed shock and anger.

"That technological civilization on Earth has sent out steel creations to attack us through the wormhole!"

boom!

The air around the platform suddenly distorted.

Kogas's newly healed skin instantly cracked open with several bloody gashes, and a terrifying demonic pressure swept out in all directions, knocking hundreds of low-level demons unconscious on the spot.

"Do they dare?"

Kogas's voice sounded like it was being squeezed out from the depths of the earth.

During this time, the combined forces of Earth and Terra have been cleaning up the space wormholes it left behind.

It knows.

But it endured it.

Because it needs to recover its body, it needs to wait for the space jump beast, and it needs to devour the Kona civilization before settling accounts.

So it pretended not to see those wormholes being destroyed one by one, out of sight, out of mind.

But now, the enemy has actually managed to get here through the wormhole?

A primitive technological civilization, a group of weak two-legged beasts—it hadn't even gone to settle accounts with them yet, and they dared to extend their reach into the demon race's territory!

"They're courting death!"

Kogas slowly raised his massive body, his newly grown limbs stepping onto the high platform, the flesh and bones being crushed and bursting continuously.

"Who gave them the audacity?"

The mental network spread instantly.

The seventh-tier demon lords, including Yax, received the summons almost simultaneously and rushed over from different directions, kneeling before Kog'Gath.

Without uttering any unnecessary words, Kogas took to the air.

"Come with me."

"I want to see what makes those two-legged beasts dare to fight their way here."

Six seventh-tier demon lords immediately followed.

Seven terrifying auras swept across the demonic tide, and all the low-level demons along the way instinctively prostrated themselves, not daring to raise their heads.

Kogas flew at the very front, his massive body casting a large shadow.

Its anger was almost tangible.

Blue Star has brought it too much shame.

The first time, its body was shattered by that civilization using an antimatter bomb.

The second time, it barely escaped amidst the collapse of the wormhole and the aftershocks of the explosion.

For a dignified eighth-order peak demon god to be forced to this point by a technological civilization that has just come into contact with the stars is already the biggest stain on its long life.

Now, the other side actually dares to launch a counterattack.

This wasn't just a provocation; it was a blatant stomp on Koga's face!

The six demon lords were also filled with murderous intent.

In their eyes, the steel creations of Earth are nothing more than weak machines.

If the Demon God himself were to arrive, along with his six seventh-tier Demon Lords, they would be able to tear that landing force to shreds.

But halfway through the flight, Kogas's body suddenly stiffened.

It stopped.

The enormous demonic body hovered in mid-air, its scarlet pupils fixed on the spatial wormhole in the distance where the invasion had occurred.

From here, the wormhole appears as just a small blackish-purple dot on the grayish-white landscape.

The surrounding demonic tides were chaotic, and the mental fluctuations were disordered, so it was impossible to discern the specific situation.

But Kogath sensed it.

A sense of danger so familiar it made its very soul tremble was coming from that direction!

It's like an invisible sun compressed to its extreme, ready to silently bloom in front of you at any moment.

That's the aura of destruction it has experienced twice!

Kogas's newly grown muscles instinctively contracted, and the blood vessels under the new skin bulged out one by one.

The pain of being blown to pieces surged up from his flesh and blood once again.

With its current condition, it absolutely cannot withstand a third time!

"grown ups?"

When Ax saw the demon stop, it sensed something was wrong and cautiously stopped to ask a question.

The other five demon lords also stopped.

The strength of a seventh-tier cultivator is not as strong as that of an eighth-tier cultivator, so their perception of danger is naturally not as strong or as wide.

Therefore, they did not perceive any danger.

A demon lord with bone horns on his head asked in a low voice:

"Sir, what's wrong?"

Kogas did not answer, his gaze still fixed on the wormhole in the distance.

To go or not to go?

If this had happened in the past, that danger could very well have resurfaced.

Given the strength of its newly formed body, even if it doesn't die, it will be blasted into a cripple again.

But what if we don't go?

Are they afraid to fight and are retreating?

It, a dignified eighth-order demon god, just stood at a distance, watching the other party invade through the wormhole?

Six seventh-tier demon lords and countless demons are watching it.

If this demon god leader doesn't even dare to show his face, how will he be able to command these demon lords in the future?

How can it wash away the shame that Earth brought upon it?

The rage and fear in Kogas's eyes were intertwined, and his newly grown claws tightened little by little, even piercing the tender flesh of his palm.

In the distance, several steel figures emerged from the direction of the wormhole, quickly clearing out the surrounding demons.

And that sense of danger was slowly growing stronger and clearer.

It suddenly realized that it dared not take another step forward.

It chickened out!