Chapter 4: His Royal Highness the Prince is a Demon God?
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Chapter 4: His Royal Highness the Prince is a Demon God?
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Lynn was stunned for a moment.
Then he realized that the voice was coming out of his head.
What's hell going on?
He was truly confused.
The black lightning in the sky was still exploding， the orcs outside the royal city were still roaring angrily， and the people kneeling in front of him were still shouting with tears in their eyes that the demon god had finally arrived!
This extremely magical scene made Lynn stop thinking.
[Do you need to bind the system?]
The system's voice rang again. Lynn suddenly awake.
It seems that his system has awakened.
And it's a system about demon.
Wait...wait...wait!
Don't you have the blood of the legendary war Saint·Quintus?
This is f*****g insane!
[Do you need to bind the system?]
The voice of the system rang for the third time.
Lynn knew that the current situation no longer allowed him to think about. He must make a decision right now!
The orcs have broken through the walls and fought their way into the city.
He hesitated for a second，and perhaps someone would die under their butcher's knife.
“Binding!“
He responded in his mind.
The pitch-black tornado in the sky seemed to have received a summons， and it moved sideways in the direction of the palace at great speed.
An inexplicable black mist suddenly emerged from Lynn's body and wrapped him in it.
''Lynn... You?''
Byas immediately felt the extremely powerful and terrifying death aura of his body， and when he turned around， he saw that his son was actually wrapped in a black mist!
The black mist seemed to be able to swallow even his eyes， and when he glanced at it， he felt a deep tremor from the depths of his soul.
That's the coercion of beings from different dimensions and different levels!
Byas' head was low， and this giant of the human couldn't even glance at the inexplicable existence in front of him.
Could it be that Lynn was possessed by a summoned demon!?
The black tornado approached the palace， and the huge suction force shattered everything here into ruins.
The black mist enveloped Lynn and flew straight towards the center of the tornado.
It's not just the black mist， it seems that all the dark aura in the heavens and the earth is surging towards Lynn's body.
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The black tornado disappeared， as did the black lightning， and peace was instantly restored to heaven and earth.
The inexplicable black mist that enveloped Lynn had vanished， and he was suspended in mid-air.
At this moment， he is still human， and the only change is that his pupils have changed to the purest black.
The orcs， who had been shocked by this strange sight， began to rage again when they saw the vision disappear.
The guards had been slaughtered， the gates opened， and the orcs roared in with a roar of joy.
Although it was now boundless darkness， there was something strange about it， and everyone could see everything clearly in front of them.
The cries of babies， the wails of women， the roars of men， resounded in the city.
Lynn was still suspended in mid-air.
''Lynn...Lynn...''
Byas held back his excitement as he stared intently at the figure in the sky， confirming that it was his son， Lynn.
He spoke with a trembling voice.
He wanted to ask Lynn to expel the green-skinned brutes who had entered the city to slaughter his catsle， but the sound from outside the city broke his heart.
Lynn remained motionless， as if she hadn't heard his call.
''Demon...my lord !''
Byas called out to him with a different title， kneeling respectfully， his head pressed against the lapis lazuli tiles.
Lynn still didn't respond to him.
Just when Byas was anxious and couldn't bear it anymore， Lynn flickered in mid-air and disappeared.
In the next moment， he appeared in the sky above the city.
The scene below was as terrifying as Senro's Purgatory， with broken limbs and corpses everywhere， and a strong smell of blood wafting through the nose.
The wails of humans and the laughter and cheers of the orcs mingled like the music of hell.
''Help! Who's going to save us!?''
''Gods! What the gods I worship! Come and save your believers!''
Desperate humans， kneeling in the streets， clasped hands， still praying， pinning their last hope on the ethereal gods.
But they don't know that some people have already prayed to the gods， and their cries and wails have not reached the ears of the gods at all， or perhaps they're just ignoring it.
''Help us! Who's going to save us!''
''Whoever it is! It doesn't matter who it is!''
''I will send my faith for the rest of my life! Someone come and save us!''
A woman， who had fallen to her knees， watched as the orc picked up her swaddled baby and opened her fetid， bloody mouth， ready to take the child into it.
Not far away， another orc walked by， looking at her with a pair of green eyes， revealing a coveted look.
Lynn， who was watching all this coldly， finally changed his expression.
He waited for what he wanted.
“Your faith! I took it all!“
With just a change of look， the power in his body instantly skyrocketed.
The powerful coercion from the demon god covered the entire castle， and the movements of the orcs froze in an instant.
Everyone looked up and saw a figure in mid-air that was deeper than the darkness.
Forcing back the trembling from the depths of their souls， all of them firmly looked at the figure in the sky.
Who it is?
Is that man a demon?
Is that demnon here to save them?
But why is that figure so familiar!?
''That's His Royal Highness the Prince!''
Someone recognized Lynn and screamed.
Is it really His Highness?
Everyone forced themselves to endure that terrifying pressure and prepared to raise their heads to take a closer look， when the terrifying aura on Lynn's body lifted steeply， and their slightly raised heads were pressed down.
Whether it was His Highness Lynn or not， this man was now， without a doubt， their only savior.
“Save us! Save us! Lord Demon!“
The people of Thorn Castle， who were on their knees on the ground， kowtowed frantically.
In the deep cavern of despair， they clung to the hope that was Lynn.
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