I'm a monster in Demon King's Castle

Having firmly imprinted the predictions from the Demon Illustrated Handbook in his mind, Li Yue commanded his remaining three Mind Spirits to discard their excess weaponry and hurl two spears towards the spot where Fendis would appear in one second.

For Fendis, lead bullets or crossbow bolts could not inflict any damage, no matter how vulnerable the area struck; however, spears were different. Although they weren't particularly sharp or straight, they were still spears with pointed tips, enough to pierce some weak spots.

Such as the eyes.

Piercing both eyes with spears was a thought that had long existed in Li Yue's mind—it was difficult for a giant to swat a mosquito, and a blind giant naturally couldn't do it.

It was just that Li Yue couldn't grasp Fendis's movements, so he couldn't put the plan into action, but now with a prediction accuracy of up to 99.73%, Li Yue unconditionally believed the result given by the Demon Illustrated Handbook.

There was no other choice.

After throwing the spears, Li Yue didn't even look at the result. He led the three Mind Spirits, dragging the ten-foot-long scythe, and floated towards the edge of the arena at the fastest speed…

Thus, the audience who had been shouting and cursing… saw such a bizarre scene—the Mind Spirits, who had been entangled with the demon wolf Fendis for a whole round, suddenly chickened out, threw two spears into the air, and turned to flee; yet Fendis seemed to deliberately crash into the spears, stubbornly using his eyes to clash with the two spear tips, blinding himself!

Next, an even more unbelievable scene occurred—as the Mind Spirits retreated to the vicinity of the edge, they erected the huge scythe that had never touched Fendis once, with the blade pointing in Fendis's direction…

With both eyes blinded, Fendis, in a panic, leaped into the air, clawing at his surroundings, cutting layers of ripples in the air, but without even touching the shadows of the Mind Spirits.

"Transmit thoughts to it, repeat after me!" Li Yue commanded the three Mind Spirits, aiming his mental power at the demon wolf Fendis, dozens of meters away.

"Come here!"

"Come here… come here… come here…"

"Come here!"

"Come here… come here… come here…"

The four Mind Spirits continuously transmitted thoughts to Fendis, filling his mind with this four-word mantra; the demon wolf's nose twitched, and he charged again towards the scent of the hateful Mind Spirit, towards the weak demon that kept clamoring.

Thus, the audience watched with their own eyes as the Mind Spirits, the scythe, and Fendis formed a straight line, and that straight line grew shorter and shorter—evisceration was not far away.

"Don't go!" "There's a trap!" "Stop—"

Almost all of the audience was on the side of the demon wolf, loudly stopping Fendis's impulsive behavior, including even that deep voice; while Li Yue commanded the three Mind Spirits to use all their mental power, just to isolate Fendis's hearing, just to make the demon wolf's charging path only one…

Finally, the three points on a line turned into two points on a line in an instant, and when that fast-moving point crossed the midpoint, a line of blood suddenly bloomed in the arena, erupting and disrupting all the lines, stretching for more than ten meters, and finally freezing in place near the end point, painting a stroke of rich color on the gray earth.

Dead.

Li Yue looked at the wolf's head, filled with unwillingness, sensed the lower body that had been cut in half, felt the rising blood temperature, and suddenly felt a sense of reality mixed with illusion, knowing that the first hurdle since crossing over… had finally been crossed.

The four Mind Spirits floated in the arena, standing proudly—they had the right to be proud.

The world was silent, and the audience was petrified—no one could have imagined that a group of Mind Spirits who had never set foot in the arena could actually kill the demon wolf warrior Fendis, ranked 372nd in the Slaughter Cup; nor would anyone have thought that Fendis would actually blind himself and then disembowel himself on the gray earth of the arena.

Silence was followed by rage, by turmoil.

Layers upon layers of the audience seats were like a tsunami, sweeping through every drop of water, gradually evolving into an overwhelming force.

"Silence—" The deep voice could not stop this tsunami either, and was quickly swallowed up.

And Li Yue noticed that in that gradually boiling ocean, the black mist suddenly opened, revealing a high platform, a quiet high platform—the Bag Demon was sitting on the outer edge of that platform, while in the center of the platform, in the best position with the best view, stood a throne, and on the throne sat a figure dressed in gorgeous clothes but with a pale face.

He was not affected by this angry tsunami at all, but propped his cheek with one hand, glancing intentionally or unintentionally at the Mind Spirits, a hint of curiosity revealed in his narrowed eyes, but more of it was a kind of majesty.

Just as his gaze swept over Li Yue, Li Yue felt a force controlling every cell in his body, all his thoughts solidified, and the air in the whole world suddenly converged.

In an instant, it felt like ten thousand years. Li Yue even felt that he would die in the blink of an eye, but after the blink of an eye passed, the feeling of suffocation finally dissipated.

The person on the throne moved his gaze away, as if everything here was difficult for him to be interested in, and that trace of curiosity was quickly replaced by indifference.

He ignored the commotion that was taking place in the audience seats, reached out to touch the wine glass in front of the throne, but changed his mind when he was about to grasp the glass, and just flicked his fingernail lightly.

"Ding!"

All the demons in the Demon King's city stopped at this moment, and then sat back in their seats—the demons who were seriously injured in the commotion, those who were affected, those who lost their arms… all sat back in their seats obediently, like tens of thousands of marionettes.

And the strings of the marionettes… were in that pale hand.

Some of the marionettes still seemed very angry, trembling their bodies and trying to resist, and unsurprisingly, their heads all exploded like watermelons.

Finally, after a few rotten watermelons fell to the ground, the audience seats returned to calm, and the Mind Spirits in the arena stood motionless, like lambs waiting to be sentenced.

"Announce it…" The voice of the person on the throne was lazy, but it was the only voice in the arena at this moment.

"Ahem… Okay, Great Demon King… I announce—" The Bag Demon seemed to remember his duty, and the deep voice appeared again, "The winner is—the Mind Spirits from the Fifth Library—"

"Ugh…" Hisses rang out sparsely, and seeing that the person on the throne did not react, they gradually spread to the entire audience.

"Warriors of the arena—come—come to pay homage to the Great Demon King—" The Bag Demon greeted the surviving four Mind Spirits, while not forgetting to observe the reaction of that "Demon King" on the throne with the corner of his eye.

This short distance floating towards the throne was the most uneasy road Li Yue had traveled since crossing over—he had deceived the leader, killed the demon wolf, awakened the Demon Illustrated Handbook… but after experiencing that suffocation of the world, Li Yue was afraid of being seen through by the Demon King.

Would he discover that he was a soul from another world? Would he get to the bottom of the "coincidences" in the battle just now?

Li Yue felt that, under any circumstances, attracting too much attention from the Demon King would not be a good thing… so he tried his best to imitate the way the Mind Spirits floated, with one part trepidation, three parts expectation, five parts excitement, plus ninety-one parts fear, floating to the front of the throne.

The Demon King didn't look old, with silver hair and slender eyes. Whether it was the angle of his eyebrows or the lines of his jaw, they were impeccable. He was undoubtedly the image of a perfect beautiful man.

When the four Mind Spirits stood still, those thin, bloodless lips parted slightly, as if to ask something.

Li Yue was afraid that the Demon King would ask him something difficult to answer, and felt that all the blood in his body was freezing in an instant, shrinking his brain grooves tightly, expressing the fear of a weak demon in the face of the Demon King to the fullest.

The other three Mind Spirits were almost the same. Although they didn't think as much as Li Yue did, the Demon King's pressure prompted them to make the same performance.

The thin lips froze for a moment and then closed again. The Demon King wanted to say something, but felt there was nothing worth perfunctorily saying, so he waved his hand, his gaze drifting over the bodies of the Mind Spirits, no longer focusing.

Li Yue instantly felt that the consumption of his mental power was replenished and overflowing by the Demon King, regaining his spirit.

Was he fooled?

[Analyzing… 01%…]

Unfortunately, when Li Yue's mental power increased and his mind fell on the Demon King, the Demon Illustrated Handbook started again!