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Chapter 292 - The Son of The Netherworld’s Happy Altar
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Chapter 292: The Son of The Netherworld’s Happy Altar

Translator: EndlessFantasy Translation Editor: EndlessFantasy Translation

“As I expected, the Son of the Netherworld’s increase in strength is related to the number of zombies he can control. At this moment, his combat ability is comparable to the Demon Emperor.”

Lin Qiye nodded slightly, and his gaze landed on one of the zombies.

The zombie walked stealthily.

It didn’t grow any hair on its body. In other words, its hair had already fallen off. It had returned to the state when it was alive. Its body was like a demon, emitting an evil aura, and it didn’t have the slightest bit of a zombie’s smell.

Lin Qiye’s eyes lit up.

“It’s you, the Son of the Netherworld. After expending your abilities, you’ve condensed a God-level demon. Your talent development has exceeded 90%. You have a perfect zombie!

“If this zombie sneaks into the altar, the demon race won’t notice it!”

Lin Qiye smiled and analyzed it carefully.

“The Son of the Netherworld’s ability is related to the number of zombies. Each additional zombie can increase his defense and strength, and it can also increase his control over zombies.

“At this stage, his talent development rate should be over 100%. As long as the aura of death wraps around a corpse, it can immediately turn the corpse into a zombie…”

From the clues, Lin Qiye already knew some details about the Son of the Netherworld.

“So, using the Son of the Netherworld to destroy the Celestial Plan is perfect.

“He would be tempted by three billion corpses of the demon race! After all, other than this sacrifice, I’m afraid there won’t be such a rare opportunity to obtain three billion corpses in one go.”

Lin Qiye smiled. “As long as I dangle a bait, I could lure the Son of the Netherworld into taking it. This temptation doesn’t require too much scheming. It’s just a straightforward scheme.”

Hence, Lin Qiye quickly wrote a letter. It only took a short while for him to finish writing it.

In the letter, he wrote a detailed plan and method to sneak into the sacrificial ceremony.

He also told the Son of the Netherworld that he should first let every sacrifice be tainted with the aura of death. That way, it would be easier to snatch the corpses.

In short, this letter gave the Son of the Netherworld a huge temptation.

If he wanted the corpses, he only needed to send a few perfect zombies.

Even if he lost, it wouldn’t be a huge loss.

The Son of the Netherworld couldn’t resist this temptation.

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When he received the letter, his hands trembled after reading the contents.

His face, which looked like it was covered in white powder, revealed a look of ecstasy.

“The demon race is going to sacrifice three billion demons?!”

The Son of the Netherworld was excited. His heart couldn’t help but tremble in joy.

“That’s the corpses of three billion demons! If I can set up the aura of death on their bodies in advance and corrode them while they commit suicide… With my current strength, I can completely transform three billion zombies in ten minutes!”

The Son of the Netherworld laughed maniacally. It was as if he saw an undefeatable path!

“Such a heaven-sent opportunity. If I don’t grab hold of this plan, I’m afraid I’ll regret it even in my dreams in a few decades!”

The zombies transformed from demon corpses were stronger than humans.

And now, there are three billion of them.

As long as he took down this wave, invincibilitywas right in front of them!

It was within reach!

“I don’t care who the mastermind is. I don’t care about the Demon Emperor and Wind Emperor. Even if the three races join forces, they would all be trash in front of me, the Son of the Netherworld!”

Happiness was around the corner.

The Son of the Netherworld quickly began to prepare his plan.

He knew he wasn’t strong enough to fight against the demon race, so he planned to complete the plan of stealing the corpses according to the letter’s contents.

He’ll let the flawless zombies sneak into the imperial city of the demon race and the team of sacrifices, then slowly infect them with the aura of death.

When the sacrificial ritual begins, hewould immediately have three billion zombies!

He would be invincible in the world!

“Hehehe!”

The Son of the Netherworld let out a rampant laugh like a villain’s.

One had to know that hisability was not just to infect and manipulate zombies.

He could also allow his consciousness to establish a link with the zombies, thus achieving even more detailed control.

He could even modify appearances.

In half a day, the Son of the Netherworld had modified more than thirty perfect zombies of the demon race.

Their appearance, temperament, and evil aura were all the same as the demons.

As long as they didn’t take the initiative to expose themselves, they wouldn’t be discovered.

“That’s enough. Let the thirty spies enter the demon race’s imperial city!”

Lin Qiye hid in the distance and watched as the Son of the Netherworld controlled the thirty experts of the demon race to arrive at the Southern Martial Gate of the demon imperial city.

“Halt! Where are you from? The imperial city forbids outsiders from entering!”

The thirty demon zombies had just reached the city gate when they were stopped by the guards.

“Sir, we are from the countryside. We heard that the Demon Emperor is summoning a Celestial, so we came here to make a pilgrimage!”

The Son of the Netherworld controlled one of the demonic zombies and said respectfully to the guards.

“Countryside? Go home. The city is now under martial law. Not anyone can enter.”

Seeing that the guards didn’t let them in, the Son of the Netherworld couldn’t help but feel anxious.

He quickly said, “Sir, I also want to contribute to the demon race! For our race, I’m willing to give up my heart!

“Although I wasn’t chosen, I also want to witness the great moment when a Celestial descends!”

To sneak into the imperial city, the Son of the Netherworld controlled the demon zombie to make an extremely devout gesture.

The dozens of zombies behind him also had solemn expressions, as if they were willing to give up their lives for this.

“We are willing to give up our hearts. It is our honor to give up everything for the sacred clan!”

The thirty demonic zombies shouted in unison, immediately attracting the attention of the surrounding demons.

They felt their sincerity. Even the guards at the city gate couldn’t help but be moved.

They didn’t expect some demons from the countryside to be so pious.

When they said they were willing to give up their hearts for the sacred clan, they didn’t even blink.

Such fanatical emotions quickly spread like a virus. More and more demons joined in.

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They all shouted, “Long live the Demon Emperor!”

“Our sacred clan will definitely rule the world!”

“I am willing to give up my heart for the sacred clan!”

The commotion at the city gate grew louder and louder, and even the captain of the imperial city’s patrol team was attracted.

Now was the critical moment to summon a Celestial, and they couldn’t afford to have any accidents happen.

“What’s going on over there?”

“My lord, a group of peasants have come. They worship the Demon Emperor to an extent and want to join the tribute list to contribute to the sacrificial ritual.”

“Oh? I’ll take a look.”

The captain of the patrol team arrived outside the city, and the noise and commotion instantly decreased by ninety percent.

“Who’s making a ruckus?”

The ordinary demons immediately looked at the more than thirty ‘zombies.’

The captain of the patrol team raised his brows. He came to the side, and his fierce gaze continuously swept over them.

When he saw this, the Son of the Netherworld hurriedly controlled the group of demonic zombies to make a reverent gesture.

“You want to contribute to our sacred race?”

The captain looked at the ‘zombies’ controlled by the Son of the Netherworld.

“I’m willing to give up everything for the clan!”

The Son of the Netherworld replied in a high voice.

The captain stared at the zombies for a while. He realized that the demonic aura of these thirty or so “demons” from the countryside was pure. Even some of the demons living in the imperial city could not compare to them.

Obviously, itcame from their devout faith!

“Good! Your faith is very pure!”

The patrol captain landed in front of the zombies and patted their shoulders in satisfaction.

“How pure! Even in the imperial city, such pure eyes and faith are rare. I will recommend you to the higher-ups.”

“Thank you, my lord!”

The Son of the Netherworld was overjoyed. The zeal and innocence in the eyes of the zombies he controlled became even more intense.