I'm a monster in Demon King's Castle

That fist, carrying the ghastly light of red and black, hurtled towards Damon Bonbon's head and face, but the instant it probed under the hood, it seemed to fold in on itself and vanish, only to suddenly reappear in front of Posh himself.

Bang!

Posh's punch dissolved half of his face. Things like eyeballs and bone fragments burst out, splattering on Li Yue, sticky and hot, cutting through his crystalline bones.

Li Yue took a step back, both surprised and delighted—obviously, that voice had cast some kind of spell, causing Posh's fist, intended for Damon Bonbon, to strike his own face, blowing off half of it…

Was this the 'no harm' rule during the closed-door war training? Was the sticky air just now a kind of magic?

Li Yue felt like he had obtained a death-defying talisman.

"Congratulations, you've earned yourself a full month of confinement," Damon Bonbon said with a giggle, seemingly not participating in the closed-door war training for the first time, and already understood that he would not suffer any harm.

But listening to Damon Bonbon's mockery, Li Yue felt a bit of doubt—a full month of confinement? Wasn't the closed-door war training only for a full month in total? Once you made a move, you'd be confined for the entire round?

As if disgusted by Damon Bonbon, that headache-inducing voice didn't come as the little devil scribe had predicted: "I think… you have already received your due punishment… Offspring of the Demon King's commander, cavalry commander of the Demon Expeditionary Army, Posh…"

Accompanying the bone-scraping voice, light filled the ground, and the blurriness that interfered with Li Yue's perception instantly dissipated, allowing Li Yue to perceive the environment here.

An empty stone chamber, sealed on all sides, with only a candelabrum in the center of the west side emitting a faint light; although the light flickered, it could illuminate the darkest corners of the stone chamber, and finally allowed Li Yue to recognize this session's closed-door war training 'classmates'.

Posh, who had just made a move, was covered in red skin, with wings on his back and horns on his forehead, a standard muscular demon appearance. At this moment, half of his face was still in a dissolved state, vaguely showing the misshapen eye socket and the deep resentment revealed on the remaining half of his face.

The two guards behind Posh had the same expression, only slightly shorter than Posh in height, probably around two and a half meters tall. Adding their wings, they were undoubtedly the tallest and most space-occupying trio among the classmates.

Moreover, when Li Yue observed them, he noticed that the cheeks of the two guards behind Posh were narrower than Posh's, and the lines were slightly softer, especially the armor on their bodies, which did not completely cover them like Posh's, but exposed their waists. Could they be female?

Opposite the trio, of course, was Damon Bonbon, who had been provoking them all along, still with that cynical face, constantly shaking the iron chains…

Now that it was finally bright, Damon Bonbon looked at Posh's half-dissolved face, suddenly giggled, and then pulled out a quill and parchment, and just started sketching?!

"Hee hee hee, stupid shit… so funny… how can there be such a funny face… like your magic cocoon encountered a volcanic eruption when you were born…" Damon Bonbon quickly recorded, and Posh's expression became even more exciting.

The spreading anger seemed to affect Li Yue as well, causing Li Yue to involuntarily feel a surge of mania, wanting to use the bone sword in his hand to split Damon Bonbon's face open, or destroy everything he saw before him.

Is this some kind of trait or spell of Posh's? Li Yue barely suppressed the destructive desire in his mind, trying to calm his mood.

"Oh, my dear Lord Posh, do you need treatment? The price is very reasonable, oh?" The pot-bellied fatty behind Posh took two steps, bowing his head in front of Posh.

Li Yue could only see that the fatty's appearance was like a toad, his entire face was green, with a big mouth stretched to both sides of his face, almost touching the two huge earrings beside his small ears; at the same time, the fatty's hands were also full of various gemstone rings, large and small, worn alone or stacked, like a nouveau riche…

Almost every place where accessories could be worn was filled with various gemstones and gold and silver by the fatty, almost adding a crown on top of his head.

"Oh, I haven't introduced myself yet, I am the demon merchant Mai Mai. If I follow you on your expedition, I will be your appraiser," the green toad grinned and said, "If you need treatment, looking for me… you only need to pay a complete magic stone as a reward. If you think it's too expensive, three magic stone dregs, I can also recommend someone who can help you treat…"

"Shut up." Posh crushed a tusk that was about to fall out and winked at the guard next to him.

The guard took out a magic stone from his pocket and threw it into Mai Mai's hand. Mai Mai swallowed it in one gulp, chewed it, and a satisfied look appeared in his eyes.

The rings on Mai Mai's hand suddenly lit up, and a soft white light enveloped half of Posh's dissolved face, quickly stopping the dissolving trend and visibly restoring it to its original state.

This demon merchant has a lot of goods—Li Yue thought, glancing at Mai Mai.

Mai Mai seemed to sense something, suddenly turned his head, grinned, and looked at the bone sword in Li Yue's hand.

"Tsk tsk, how cruel, why treat it? Aren't you pure-blooded demons all tough guys? Don't you like fighting with injuries the most?" Damon Bonbon was still steadily drawing Posh's hatred, making Li Yue even think that this candidate for the demon scribe… also had a malice collection system.

Posh "hmph"ed, clenched his fist fiercely, and then looked around…

[Malice + 299]

He even hates the audience? Li Yue couldn't help but feel delighted and straightened his joystick.

"Merchant, skeleton, nightmare succubus, magic wolf, priest, shadow…" Posh suppressed his anger, ignored Damon Bonbon's provocation, and scanned the classmates of this session of closed-door war training one by one, with a dissatisfied look, "The future Demon Expeditionary Army… is it composed of you wastes? How can Demon King City reign supreme over the Chaos Continent?"

Li Yue's perception also accompanied Posh's gaze, scanning the tall, short, fat, and thin demons in the field one by one, and found that there were eleven classmates in the same period. Except for the demon scribe Damon Bonbon, they all seemed to be participating in the war training for the first time, and were more concerned about the environment here than competing with Posh.

And just after Posh scanned the demons, a white-robed figure with extremely sacred aura suddenly appeared in the flame of the candelabrum, without warning, staring coldly.

The flame flickered on and off, and the white robe inside the flame rose to the outer flame, and then countless demon faces seemed to rise and change in the inner flame, devouring each other, causing the candelabrum to light up with a strong light.

The candle melted rapidly, and the wax liquid began to drip, first like pus gushing out of a wound, and then it actually rolled down from the wick like a waterfall, absolutely not proportional to the volume of the candle itself!

Immediately afterwards, the wax liquid solidified into the appearance of a castle, with countless demon faces imprisoned on it; the candlelight went out, and the light instead emanated from the castle wax figure.

And the white-robed figure stepped out of the candlelight, now standing next to the wax figure of the castle, revealing a sharp chin under the cloak, next to the chin were hundreds of wriggling worms, half of their bodies burrowing into the chin, and the other half constantly swinging.

Li Yue's brain groove tightened, his neck bones creaked, and he irresistibly lowered his head, bowing deeply to the white robe.

All the other demons were the same, whether it was the hippie-smiling Damon Bonbon or the furious Posh, they had no resistance under this majesty, only to lower their heads.

This allowed Li Yue to guess the identity of this white-robed old man—the teacher of the 21st Demon King, the leader of the closed-door war training, the person in charge of the promotion studies course, Mentor.

"No harm, violators will be confined…" The worms on Mentor's chin suddenly screamed, and the thousands of screams overlapped, actually forming a complete sentence in the demon language.

Mentor reiterated the first principle of the closed-door war training, and Li Yue also endured the discomfort, deeply hiding his body under the skull of the self-healing bones, and did not even dare to cast his mental power towards Mentor.

"War training begins… Your first lesson… is to enter the Blood River…" Mentor slowly recited his demon language, "This is tentatively… this can also be regarded as… a test of yours…"

An entrance exam? Li Yue was shocked.

"We will learn from this war… the state… and abilities… of each of you… to decide the blessing…"

Old Mini didn't say anything about this? Oh, that's right, Old Mini didn't participate in this process…

Li Yue felt that he might still have been reckless.

And what is a "blessing"? Could it be some rare reward?

It should be, right? After all, the one in front of him is the Demon King's mentor, and what he can take out must be rare, maybe it can help him survive better in Demon King City…

"Please… don't die…" The worms on Mentor's chin withered instantly.

Before Li Yue could continue to think, as soon as Mentor finished speaking, the closed stone chamber suddenly gushed out blood from all the seams, taking all the trainees into the Blood River together.