The Great Barrier will disintegrate in three days—

That majestic voice was like a spell that froze everything, as if it turned the scorching air in the square into solid ice.

All the clamor instantly fell into silence, so much so that no one paid attention to what the Demon King said afterwards...

Every Lizardman's face turned stiff at once, especially the groups with abundant capillaries, whose scales became pale and transparent.

Including Aisemata, who had long surrendered both physically and mentally.

Even though she had prepared psychologically long before, her towering figure still trembled uncontrollably when she truly heard the Demon King announce this sentence, and an instinctive fear flickered in her amber vertical pupils.

That was fear etched into her soul.

The retreat of a millennia had planted stubborn seeds within their genes, causing this near-instinctive reaction, making them withdraw into their shells the instant they tried to peek outside.

Including those tribesmen who believe in the Gods of Elements.

Though they did not agree with the Dragon God's teachings, they still acknowledged their identity as descendants of the Dragon God in their hearts, otherwise their cultural affinity with the Armored Dragon Clan wouldn't be so high.

Thinking like this...

It seems the Dragon God's "grand plan" is a bit gentler.

Although they have died over and over again on the ground in the name of conquering the stars, not even the most magnificent Dragon God Temple could instantly take all Lizardmen to the sky, right?

However, abolishing slavery, banning blood sacrifices, dismantling the Great Barrier—these goals, more realistic than astral conquest, differ.

They truly have a barrier.

And truly a group of slaves.

Needing a "reasonable and lawful" means to control the population.

But Lord Demon King's "evil" lies precisely in this.

He did not outright deny the Dragon God's will, instead, he leveraged the twisted consensus formed in the Lizardmen's hearts on the Gana continent over long years, to slowly shatter their twisted obstinacy.

Don't you all want to follow the Dragon God to the heavens?

Then, for the sake of that slogan, let's lift this lid first.

Thus, though they instinctively feared, they could not find a coherent reason to convince themselves, to resist with peace of mind.

Moreover, it's not just the Demon King's decree, it's said to be "the Dragon God's intent" as well...

After declaring "disperse", Luo Yan turned around and left, leaving the time to the Lizardmen present, allowing them to use the remaining hours of today to digest this huge shock.

As the Demon King and his subordinates left one after another, the Black Dragon Crossbowmen standing in the square also withdrew shortly after.

Murmurs finally resumed spreading across the square.

"No, he cannot do this..." The Elder of the High Mountain Tribe muttered to himself, as if it were an incomprehensible concept, "If the Great Barrier collapses, we will be exposed to...the whole world..."

"I saw signs of the apocalypse, those demons coming from the sea... will surge in greater numbers..." The Priestess of the Fiery Sun Tribe swallowed a mouthful of saliva, raised her bandaged eyes, and whispered dreamily, "The sun will sink into the Abyss... we will have nothing!"

Fear quietly spread.

The Great Wind Chief Urga coldly glanced at those insects from small tribes around him, snorted with a cold smile.

Cannot do this?

What is there that His Majesty cannot do?

Though he himself was equally frantic inside, observing this group who knew nothing about Lord Demon King, inevitably brewed a sense of superiority in his heart.

"Accept reality, at least that lord mercifully granted us the opportunity to complete the change ourselves, he could have erased us from this world without consulting us... just like he crushed the Holy Armor Dragon Kingdom."

Many Armored Dragon Clan Lizardmen glared at him angrily, wishing they could peel off his skin and tan it into leather armor!

In the past, they definitely would have done so.

But now, they only dared to glare.

Furthermore, the offended weren't just the Armored Dragon Clan, some Lizardmen resisting change also felt affronted, casting dissatisfied glances at Urga.

"The Great Barrier concerns the stability of the entire Gana continent, maintaining it has been our contract for a thousand years... doesn't your Wind Roar Tribe care?" The leader of the Fire Throat Tribe glared fiercely.

Contract?

Urga looked at him mockingly.

"You're about to be annihilated by the Armored Dragon Clan, still remember that contract? Besides, what good is complaining to me, if you have a problem, step up."

Urga didn't care about becoming the focus of resentment.

The Wind Roar Tribe is one of the three major tribes, only the Tide Tribe and Sand Ridge Tribe can manage to catch his eye, the rest are merely weak insects.

If all else fails, he can fly to the skies.

"Folks, let's discuss more practical matters." Uyana Cui Lin stepped forward as she saw the quarrel brewing, walking to the empty stone platform below.

That's the spot where the Demon King once stood, she dared not presumptuously climb on stage, merely stood below to signal the tribal leaders and envoys to turn their gaze towards, and gently bowed to introduce herself.

"I am the Prophet of the Tide Clan, Uyana Cui Lin. I stand here on behalf of my chieftain who is chasing fish shoals, honored to witness this new history together with all of you... although I understand well, including myself, none here are particularly pleased with the imminent change."

"What did the Sea God say?" The Elder of High Mountain Tribe gazed into her eyes, murmured softly.

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