Imp to Demon King: A Journey of Conquest

DING

[Twenty million lords decided to continue. The gods praise your courage and loathe the ones who gave up this early.]

[Note that the setting changes for the following four waves. Instead of defeating all the demonic beasts, you can choose to survive for five minutes, but remember that the higher the kill count, the higher the chance to attract a god's attention. Good luck, and offer them an entertaining performance.]

After reading the notification, Adam cracked his neck and stretched his shoulders as he saw the vortices surrounding his territory spin to life.

Before they could spew the demonic creatures out of their fiery bellies, he raised his short sword, and his roar pierced the territory's momentary calm.

"The gods offered us to hide on the walls like cowards instead of killing everything daring enough to rush our way. What do we answer?"

"Nothing!"

Bart, Garduck, and the imps yelled back in unison, raring to go.

Meanwhile, Ifrit's fiery voice burned the air as eagerness boiled in his veins.

"We show them a sea of flames and burned corpses. We show them death! That's the answer we shall give everyone one!"

"..."

'Bro, why do you want to burn everything?'

With a cough to recover, he lowered his sword and smirked at the first demonic beasts walking out.

"Well, he's not wrong. Let's go for a show of flames and charred carcasses. Everyone! Jump down and encircle the vortices. We'll kill them on spawn!"

Before his words could linger, he blurred into action to the vortex east with Luna.

The six incubi and succubi took the one south, while Bart, Ifrit, and the former satyr took the one north. Finally, Ondine, Asna, Puck, and the asura covered for the one west.

Even if the last team worried him slightly, Asna and Puck had participated in all their raids and were strong in their own rights. Therefore, he pushed his apprehension to a side of his mind and focused on the wyrm-like creatures shrieking before him.

Unfazed by the toxic liquid dripping from their glinting claws and fangs, he crouched and pounced like a tiger, leaving a sentence to his battle partner.

"Save your energy for the last wave if possible. I'll need you at maximum strength."

Without warning, his arm blurred in a silver ray as he looped the noisy lizard's long head off in a shower of scarlet blood.

The second the next one pointed his head out, his blade flashed again in a lethal arc.

The crunching noise of shattered scales reverberated as another headless corpse collided with the unforgiving ground.

Just like that, he and his subjects used the most despicable game strategy to breeze through the sixth wave until the vortices stopped spinning.

Wiping the blood off his facial armor, he chuckled.

"Ahh. The memories of spawn killing big-mouthed bastards are so sweet. Oh! Speaking about bastards, I hope the lord of the nine realms survived and washed his neck."

His lips curled into a cruel smile before he shook his head and focused on the fiery notification window.

[You and your subjects have defeated 150 Lvl 12 lesser venomous wyrmlings. You have gained 15000 experience points.]

[Congratulations on levelling up. Please check your interface and decide how to distribute your points.]

Fists clenched, he opened his interface and whistled at his perfectly balanced stats.

"Almost a hundred in the three main stats."

Name: Adam

Race: Drake Imp

Affinity: chaotic, demonic energy

Talent: E grade (Upgradable): I'm a gamer!

Job: /

Class: Chaos Druid

LVL: 22

Exp: 14400/33000

HP: 1490/1490

Vitality: 91->97 (+52)

Strength: 91->97 (+23)(+33)

Agility: 91->97 (+32)(+40)

Chaotic demonic essence: 63

Free attribute points: 18->0

Items: Beginner legionnaire's short sword +15

"I hope we'll reach level twenty-five by the end of the event! It'll allow us to jump to the third tier right after. Hahaha."

A wistful smile split his face as Luna shook her head in reprimand.

"Tier three individuals are much harder to deal with than the weaklings we faced before. There is even a rule: the bare minimum to venture alone in the world is to reach it. Even then, it's better to team up until you reach the fourth."

His brows creased into a pensive frown as he remembered the goblin town west. Maybe the boss there was of the third tier.

'I'll ask the satyr... The shadow stalker to scout it after the event.'

Then, he forgot about everything and focused on the present.

DING

Simultaneously, a notification echoed in his ears, signalling the other lords conquered this wave or died trying.

[Congratulations on beating the sixth wave! Lords remaining: 500.000]

"How?!"

His eyes enlarged as he yelled at the ethereal window. It just didn't make sense for ninety-eight percent of the lords to die!

However, he scratched the back of his helmet a second later and shrugged.

"I guess they weren't fit for the job."

As ruthless as it may seem, they were competitors in the grand scheme of things. The notification surprised him mostly because the lords who continued were either arrogant or fools, not because he cared about them.

Without hesitation, he pressed the option to continue before a few deities sent him messages.

[Paimon is interested in you. He..]

"Nope."

He closed the notification without even reading it after spotting the name.

Even if this one was better than the others, with his broad medical knowledge and reputation as a secret keeper, he remained a king of the demon realm.

'Paimon is a powerful one commanding over forty demonic legions in games.'

An icy shiver ran down his spine as he imagined the horrible creatures sweeping Hestia's verdant lands and his fate as their slave if he ever trusted them.

However, Vinea, the trickiest demon to deal with, contacted him next, followed by Purson, Beleth, and Balam.

'Just leave me alone, demon kings. I don't want to interact with you!'

Amidst the discomfort prickling the back of his neck as he shut down those powerful entities' attempts to communicate, Baal directly messaged him without caring about his wants.

[Baal: Listen, idiot. The demon realm's full forces will hunt you down now that you offended most of its kings. But I can stop them. I'm your last and only hope to survive, so tell me how you crossed to Hestia's realm before it's too late.]