Although Birkin was greedy and hypocritical, his words fell like heavy stones on the hearts of all the townsfolk of Gluia Town present.

Although the townsfolk of Gluia Town were now captives of these terrifying monsters, their backs remained straight and their eyes revealed an unyielding light. Their hands might be trembling slightly, but that was because they were afraid. Faced with these powerful and evil monsters, they knew full well that they could not resist. However, being afraid did not mean that they had to submit. A flame of anger burned in their hearts, a flame that was a testament to their dignity.

They stared at the surrounding army of demons with anger in their eyes. They hoped that someone would come to their rescue and save this once-peaceful town. It was said that someone had already set off on a journey to the big town to ask for help.

That was their last hope, and they silently prayed in their hearts for the arrival of their saviors.

The Native Demons, who were watching over the townsfolk, had ferocious faces, brandishing their sharp claws in the air as they let out low growls, trying to scare the grumpy townsfolk into submission. They would pounce on the slightest sign of movement.

These demons were very hungry at the moment, and looking at the townsfolk in front of them was like seeing delicious food. A string of sticky saliva dripped from their mouths. But there was nothing they could do; they had to obey Caelan's orders.

After a while, a dark shadow appeared in the sky. A Gyrus Demon flapped its wings, with a figure perched on its back, flying rapidly from high in the air towards the center of the square.

The Gyrus Demon, like a streak of black lightning, instantly cut through the sky and finally landed firmly on the ground. A figure in a black cloak jumped off the Gyrus Demon.

As soon as all the Demons in the square saw this black figure in the middle, they immediately restrained their greed and violent emotions, and a trace of awe flashed in their eyes.

This figure was none other than Caelan.

This was the first time he had crossed the Abyssal Gate and left the Dark Abyss.

As his feet set foot on this strange land, a strange feeling welled up in his heart, a feeling completely different from that of the Dark Abyss.

Caelan slowly looked around, and what came into view were the dilapidated buildings and streets of Gluia Town. The walls were covered in cracks, the roof tiles were scattered, and the streets were full of gravel and rubble. In addition, there was the confusion and anger on the townsfolk's faces.

Caelan didn't care. He stretched and gave a satisfied smile. Gluia Town had already fallen to him and became his spoils. Although the demon army had suffered heavy losses, the gains would definitely be even greater, and he was still in a very good mood.

Caelan was not merciful. To be precise, he was very cold-blooded and cruel.

War and death are inevitable and necessary.

“Are you human? Humans and dwarves have always been friendly allies! Why are you attacking us?!"

Suddenly, an angry voice sounded out. A burly dwarf was red in the face, with veins bulging on his forehead. His eyes were fixed on Caelan, but his body and voice trembled slightly.

The Demons on the field immediately became extremely respectful when they saw Caelan. This attitude made it easy for the townsfolk to judge that Caelan was the leader of these Demons.

The townsfolk never would have guessed that a guy who might be human would lead the Demons to attack them.

“Yes, you betrayed your race, you actually side with these monsters!?”A beastman also roared angrily.

“You are a traitor to your race!”

“Give us back our homeland!”

“You shameless scum, you will be punished!”

...

As the townsfolk denounced Caelan one after the other, the Demons around them let out roars of rage, which scared the townsfolk white and caused them to instinctively take a step backward.

Caelan narrowed his eyes and scanned the townsfolk in the square, who had been scared into silence by the Demons.

“Human? Monster?”

Caelan raised his chin, a smile of disdain curling the corner of his mouth.

“No, I'm neither!”

"I am the Abyss Sovereign!”

Caelan's voice echoed across the square.

He was human, but he didn't consider himself one of the humans of the Eternal Continent.

He was the king of the Dark Abyss, and he wanted to plunder everything.

His eyes revealed a kind of majesty and domineering air, and his black cloak danced in the wind.

"The world is based on the law of the jungle! You are weak, so you are at the mercy of others!”

Caelan's voice was as cold as ice.

“I have the biggest fists, so I always get my way!”

“You dwarves know this better than anyone!”

Caelan's eyes swept over the dwarf townsfolk present, making them feel uneasy.

They had always been the ones with vested interests!

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In Gluia Town, dwarves are far more powerful than other races, and it is precisely because of their strength that dwarves hold such a dominant position. The dwarves set all the rules in Gluia Town, and naturally, they are biased in favor of dwarves. The townsfolk of other races, who have been oppressed by the dwarves, could not help but feel a complex welling up in their hearts.

Red-haired beastman Robert looked around at the townsfolk, who were suddenly looking at each other in surprise, and fixed his gaze on Caelan, who had a calm expression on his face and deep eyes. This really was not someone to mess with; just a few words and he was trying to divide the townsfolk of Gluia Town.

A young grey-haired beastman was the first to see through Caelan's intentions and come to his senses. He clenched his fists and shouted angrily:

“The dwarf warriors have sacrificed themselves to defend Gluia Town and us, but you and your soldiers are massacring the townsfolk. You are the Demon!"

This outcry woke the townsfolk up.

Yes, no matter what had happened before, at least the dwarf warriors had defended Gluia Town and them to the last moment with their lives, and this heartless and detestable guy in front of them was the real enemy!

Caelan raised an eyebrow, glanced at the grey-haired beastman, and said in a calm, indifferent voice with a hint of coldness in his eyes, “You're right about one thing!”

“We are the Demon!”

Caelan swung his arm, and several Native Demons pounced on the grey-haired beastman like hungry beasts, their fangs bared.

The gray-haired beastman's eyes widened in terror, and he let out a miserable scream. That scream seemed like a sharp blade, piercing the hearts of every townsfolk. This bloody and cruel scene was branded in the eyes of every townsfolk like a nightmare. Panic and fear spread further like a flood.

Some of the townsfolk were pale and their bodies could not stop trembling; some covered their mouths tightly, for fear of making a sound...

Phew!

Suddenly, a hammer came with a wind-whipped sound, with great force, smashing the Native Demons that had been pouncing on the grey-haired beastman.

Caelan's gaze sharpened as he looked in the direction the hammer had come from. There, he saw a sturdy beastman standing there, his red hair gleaming in the sunlight like a ball of burning flame.

It was Robert!

At the moment, Robert's expression was slightly somber. He had just been torn between conflicting emotions for a long time.

The situation was very dangerous. The best thing to do was to pretend not to see anything and mind one's own business.

After all, if he intervened, he would surely be killed.

However, Robert could not bear to see this young fellow beastman die before his eyes.

He wanted to protect and defend the Beastmen. He had previously kowtowed and fawned over the dwarves in the hope of protecting his fellows, but Seth's persecution made him realize that the best way to defend is to be strong!

He could no longer bow his head. He was a tough Beastman warrior! If he had to die, so be it. He hoped to save this young Beastman!

The hammer that was thrown out was the pride of Blacksmith Birkin's blacksmith's shop. Birkin often wore it around his waist and carried it with him everywhere. In the midst of the emergency, Robert simply drew out Birkin's hammer.

By the time Birkin realized what had happened, the hammer had already smashed the Native Demons away. His face turned ashen, and he glared at Robert angrily. This stupid act would definitely anger the black-clad human, and he himself might get involved.

At this thought, cold sweat broke out on Birkin's forehead. He panicked and prostrated himself, his body trembling uncontrollably. He didn't want to die yet; he still had a lot of wealth to squander, and he couldn't be dragged down by this vulgar beastman. His eyes were filled with pleading, hoping that Caelan would not take his anger out on him.

“oh no! Respected Abyss Sovereign, it was this savage beastman who offended you. He snatched my hammer, and it was never my intention to do so. He deserves to die!"

Birkin said in a panic while bowing repeatedly until his forehead soon turned red and swollen. His fawning and cowardly words instantly caused the numerous townsfolk around him to spurn him.

Robert on the other hand did not care about Birkin's words and deeds, he was used to his shamelessness. Robert kept his eyes on Caelan in front of him.

Caelan ignored the groveling Birkin, his eyes fixed firmly on Robert, a smile curling the corner of his mouth, the smile seemed to carry a hint of meaning, as he said lightly.

“We meet again!”

The word “again” seemed to have a special magic, Robert's pupils constricted and his face changed slightly.

He certainly knew that counting the time at Iron Mine, this was indeed the second time he had encountered these Demons.

What shocked Robert was that Caelan could actually recognize him. At the time, he had not seen this person in Iron Mine.