Chapter 134: Dekan Angering Evans Thrice

Chapter 134: Dekan Angering Evans Thrice

"We all know that Evans, one of the ten cardinals of the Resurgence Church, has a trump card in his hand called the Destruction Demon Lord. It has always been a great enemy of humanity. However, we have now successfully captured it. You will see the Destruction Demon Lord as gentle and harmless as a little dog..."

"We offer paid services such as taking photos and engraving on it. If you have custom requests, you can also communicate with us..."

While the knight was speaking, he led the tourists towards the direction of the Destruction Demon Lord.

"Mom, when can we see Big Sister Ice Princess and Big Brother Dekan?"

As people listened quietly to the knight's explanation, a little girl's voice became quite noticeable. At this distance, tourists could already have a clear view of the Destruction Demon Lord's figure, but they still couldn't see the silhouettes of the Ice Princess and Dekan.

In addition to the evil dragon, the little girl also wanted to see the heroes. Only then would it be a perfect fairy tale.

The little girl's mother nodded apologetically to others, looking embarrassed. At this point, the tour guide knight said with a smile, "Actually, I believe it's not just this little sister; everyone in the crowd is probably eager to get a closer look."

Following the path segregated by temporary barriers, the group quickly arrived at a spacious field. They were now very close to the Destruction Demon Lord.

"Look into the distance. The motionless giant beast being suppressed is the Destruction Demon Lord."

Saying this, the knight picked up a small stone from the ground and forcefully threw it at the Destruction Demon Lord, hitting it directly in the eye. The Destruction Demon Lord grunted, but it remained motionless, seemingly giving up struggling.

"See, there won't be any problem."

"What? Can we really throw stones at it?" A tourist exclaimed in disbelief. Even in a zoo, you shouldn't throw stones at animals, right? Oh no, wait, the Destruction Demon Lord couldn't be compared to those gentle little animals.

"What if we anger it?" Another tourist quickly asked.

The knight chuckled. "Rest assured, the Destruction Demon Lord has been restrained by Lady Ice Princess. It can't move at all, Mr. Dekan said it's safe to throw stones."

"Really? Can we still throw stones?" The tourist asked again.

The knight nodded. "Of course, Mr. Dekan personally wrote that."

Everyone followed the direction the knight was pointing and saw a sign that read: "Stone throwing is allowed, but please do not feed. Wasting food is shameful for every grain is hard-earned."

"In addition to stone throwing and taking photos, you can also leave your own marks on the body of the Destruction Demon Lord. For example, you can engrave “‘your name’ was here'” and then take a picture as a keepsake. But please note that this offer is time-sensitive; after all, the Destruction Demon Lord is only on display for a limited time. Additionally, professional personnel are needed for long distance engraving. As such, there will be an extra charge of ten gold coins per word."

"Ten gold coins per word? That's too expensive! Besides, it won't be preserved."

"Please note, it's the legendary Destruction Demon Lord. This kind of opportunity is priceless. If you miss it, it's gone forever. Record the image with magic stones and you can cherish it for a lifetime."

While the knight and tourists were negotiating prices, the little girl pointed to the Destruction Demon Lord and said loudly, "Mom, there are already many words on the Destruction Demon Lord!"

Indeed, the Destruction Demon Lord's body already had several lines of text. For example, one long text read: ‘The pinnacle of all cards, the pride of the world, it is I, the Princess, stood in the heavens!’

"Wasn’t it said that we can only engrave on the body of the Destruction Demon Lord? How come there are also two lines of text on its forehead?"

Soon, observant tourists noticed that there were also two prominent lines of text on the forehead of the Destruction Demon Lord.

No! Tristin City couldn't possibly have an illusionist capable of continuously casting illusions on tier 8 summons! Moreover, Evans had found something strange when he first arrived! When he looked into the distance, it seemed like something bizarre was set up outside the city walls, brightly lit!

When he realized the true situation, he couldn't help but roar furiously in his heart.

Are you really holding a festival?! Where is your fear, your vigilance, your panic?!

How could the illustrious Cardinal of Ruin endure such humiliation?

"You will pay!! All of you!! I won't let a single one of you live!!"

Evans roared like a madman, his appearance resembling someone about to spew fire. If he could control the Destruction Demon Lord with his will at this moment, he would undoubtedly make it launch a suicidal attack!

However, he couldn't do it, and he knew the Destruction Demon Lord couldn't move under suppression.

"No, I can't let Dekan affect my mindset. I need to gather intelligence first."

Evans patted his chest, forcing himself to calm down. He took a few deep breaths, finally feeling some relief in his breathing.

"Continue gathering information."

Evans, once again, calmly observed his surroundings.

He soon noticed something else. There was a huge mirror hanging high in front of the Destruction Demon Lord. It seemed to be there to allow the Destruction Demon Lord to see the situation from various angles.

Sharing the Destruction Demon Lord's vision, Evans gradually furrowed his brows. He saw it... It seemed like someone was writing on the Destruction Demon Lord?!

Not just taking photos, but even carving words?!!

Evans felt a nauseating sensation in his throat, almost spitting something out.

His body swayed a bit, unsure if it was due to the heavy magical load or the agitation affecting him.

"No, mustn’t let anger take over! This is Dekan's plot!"

As Evans struggled to suppress his rage and prepare to adjust his mindset, he accidentally noticed something very conspicuous.

In the mirror, feflecting prominently were two powerful lines of text carved on the forehead of the Destruction Demon Lord:

"Cardinal's ingenious plan secures the world, but loses both wife and soldiers."

"Argh!!!"

Evans immediately vomited a mouthful of blood. He clutched his chest and knelt on the ground.

"Dekan!!!"

Evans roared to the sky, his voice incredibly mournful. He had completely reached his limit in this world turned into the underworld by Dekan.