Ice Age Apocalypse: I Hoard Billions of Supplies Chapter 1343: The Old Man by the Sea

The apparition of the Demon Kingdom before them bore no resemblance to Zhang Yi's prior conception of a secret realm.

Just as suspicion began to fester that Pagyi Gesang might have misled him, a startling image transmitted by the drone seized everyone's full attention!

The drone advanced, ultimately capturing the city's central nexus.

And precisely at the heart of the entire metropolis stood a colossal pyramid, a staggering thousand meters in height!

Its sheer altitude was immense, akin to an colossal mountain!

Even when contrasted with the stature of the Demon Kingdom's inhabitants, a structure of this magnitude was undeniably colossal.

It dominated the core of the ancient city, suggesting the entire metropolis was designed with this pyramid as its focal point.

This pyramid was utterly distinct from any Zhang Yi had previously encountered, characterized by its layered construction, as if built tier upon successive tier.

The entire edifice radiated a crimson hue, reminiscent of liquid blood.

Chodak exclaimed suddenly, his tone grave.

Upon hearing this, Zhang Yi recalled a peculiar burial structure found in the Snowy Plateau Region, known as the Nine-Story Demon Tower, alternatively referred to as the Nine-Story Demon Pagoda.

In this world, most structures built upwards exhibit a broader base tapering towards the apex. Due to its sheer scale, Zhang Yi had initially mistaken it for a pyramid.

"You imply that the epicenter of the entire ancient city is, in fact, a tomb?" Liang Yue inquired.

Chodak elucidated, "In ages past, these Nine-Story Demon Towers served as the final resting places for monarchs."

The instant the realization dawned upon Zhang Yi, his comprehension sharpened considerably.

"Should the fabled treasure of the Demon Kingdom indeed exist, I surmise its location is highly probable to be within this very structure."

He harbored an intuition that this Nine-Story Demon Tower bore a resemblance to the gargantuan purple pyramid situated beneath the Qinling Abyss.

It wasn't only Zhang Yi who observed this immense Nine-Story Demon Tower; representatives from other factions also bore witness to it.

Deji's voice quivered with excitement.

"We have found it at last; this is the place!"

The camera zoomed closer. As Zhang Yi and the others surveyed the vicinity of the Nine-Story Demon Tower, a scene unfolded that sent shivers down their spines – it was an unholy tableau of carnage, a veritable sea of blood.

An uncountable number of bodies were suspended around the tower. Among them were desiccated skeletons and freshly deceased corpses.

Human, canine, porcine, bovine, ovine... a gruesome accumulation of sacrificial offerings, piled layer upon layer. It was impossible to ascertain the passage of time or the countless lives sacrificed in the construction of this macabre edifice.

And surrounding the demon tower at that precise moment, across the expansive open terrain, innumerable subjects of the Demon Kingdom knelt in devout supplication.

Just then, the Lord of the Charnel Ground rose. His gaze calmly traversed the assembled multitude.

"Esteemed individuals, the remnants of the Demon Kingdom lie directly ahead. This sortie must culminate in an unmitigated triumph, securing the complete annihilation of the Demon Kingdom's survivors and extirpating the malady that has plagued the hearts of the Snowy Region's populace for a millennium."

He extended an arm, gesturing towards the colossal ancient city in the distance, his digit firmly pointing in the direction of the Nine-Story Demon Tower.

"And within that demonic tower resides the treasure of the Demon Kingdom."

The latter part of his declaration was unambiguously directed towards Zhang Yi and the other assembled foreign superhumans.

It was common knowledge that the Lord of the Charnel Ground's objective was to leverage their strength for the subjugation of the Demon Kingdom. However, their own pursuit of the Demon Kingdom's treasure meant that, despite recognizing the manipulation, they would still engage.

After all, judging by the reverence the Demon Kingdom's subjects displayed towards the Nine-Story Demon Tower, it was evident they would not relinquish its contents willingly unless defeated entirely.

Zhang Yi's eyes narrowed as he addressed his comrades, "When the moment arrives, every faction will have their sights set upon the contents of that Nine-Story Demon Tower. The ensuing conflict will be fiercely contested. Furthermore, we must first contend with the Demonic People present here."

"Old You, Fatty Xu, you two must remain in close proximity to me. Subsequently, follow Hua Hua's lead and provide support."

Currently, Old You and Fatty Xu possessed a strength exceeding 8000, placing them at the deputy squad leader tier. Within this context, they could be deemed minor experts.

Nevertheless, the presence of several Epsilon-level individuals meant their capabilities were insufficient to directly contest the demon tower's treasures.

Old You and Fatty Xu offered cautious nods, their hearts tinged with a sense of inadequacy.

Despite the respectable pace of their strength augmentation, they were unable to participate in Zhang Yi's direct confrontations.

For the first time, a profound sense of frustration washed over them.

Within Zhang Yi's contingent, during periods of intense combat, only Hua Hua and Liang Yue could offer any meaningful assistance, and even their contributions were primarily limited to the containment of other, more formidable Delta-level superhumans.

Before long, the Allied Forces' fleet was drawing near the coast of the Sea of Blood.

The Sea of Blood was the Demon Kingdom's designated area for disposing of corpses. Over a millennium, bodies had accumulated, bringing with them a millennium's worth of potent corpse poison. Consequently, the extensive surrounding lands remained desolate, devoid of any vegetation, not even grass or trees could take root.

Yet, as countless ships swarmed the waters like industrious ants, the inhabitants of the Demon Kingdom were roused from their slumber.

Along the shoreline, a humble wooden dwelling stood, occupied by an elder whose skin was dark and brittle, his eyes mere slivers.

On this particular day, he was engaged in the simple act of enjoying tea. The liquid within his cup mirrored the crimson hue of the sea, yet his demeanor remained serene as he savored the unique flavor.

Abruptly, his attention shifted towards the window, his gaze fixed upon the vast, scarlet expanse. A fierce, penetrating light ignited within his eyes.

"Have they finally emerged, those from beyond the veil?"

The elder rose, retrieved a massive spear from the wall beside him, and stepped outside. Relative to his modest hut, his stature appeared ordinary.

However, when contrasted with the approaching figures from the sea, he transformed into a being of colossal proportions.

Despite his advanced age, the multitude of wrinkles etched onto his skin, and the sparse strands of white hair crowning his head, his colossal, almost divine physique and his commanding presence instilled an unparalleled sense of awe in the onlookers.

This was a colossal being, standing nearly ten meters tall! He towered even over the largest of the corpses submerged within the Sea of Blood!

"A Demonic Person, and alive!"

A mercenary choked back a gasp, instinctively hefting the heavy-caliber sniper rifle he carried.

This anti-materiel rifle possessed formidable power, capable of easily penetrating the steel plating of armored vehicles.

"Eliminate him first, then we can talk!"

He squeezed the trigger. The deafening blast of the heavy sniper rifle reverberated across the Sea of Blood.

Following a brief expulsion of smoke and settled dust, the aged Demonic Person remained standing. He raised his left hand; the sniper rifle's projectile was deftly caught between his outstretched fingers.

"What was that?!!!"

A wave of shock washed over everyone present. This display of astonishing physical might was truly remarkable.

It was important to remember that while someone like Liang Yue could evade such a sniper bullet, she would never dare to face it head-on with her body.

And to think, using a mere two fingers to halt a bullet designed to pierce through armored vehicles!

Observing the elder, Zhang Yi's expression grew grave.

"An Epsilon originating from the Demon Kingdom?"

Based on the physiological attributes displayed by the Demonic People, it was evident they possessed superior genetic makeup compared to ordinary individuals from the outside world, accounting for their greater size and superior physical capabilities.

It was likely due to this very advantage that they had chosen to pursue a more primal path of cultivating martial power.

A flicker of keen interest suddenly sparked in Zhang Yi's eyes.

"However, this alone doesn't explain their capacity to produce Epsilons. My suspicions were correct. The so-called treasures of the Demon Kingdom must be intrinsically linked to the Divine Source or perhaps sacrificial spirits!"