Chapter 1248: Zhou Zhou: I Am the Villain Boss!

Chapter 1248: Zhou Zhou: I'm the Master Villain!

Zhou Zhou flipped through Kido's memories and learned.

After Kido went to recruit the four monstrous demon realms, the monstrous demon lords of those four realms—upon hearing that the recruitment was due to the existence of their own race's Monstrous Demon Emperor—almost didn't hesitate. They immediately agreed, and then led their entire realms to join Zhou Zhou's Jiaoyang Empire.

The orators and Stellar Alliance lords I had prepared for Kido were completely useless.

The prestige of the Monstrous Demon Emperor was truly terrifying.

Zhou Zhou was stunned.

Below, Kido was still boasting about his aggressive actions during the recruitment, painting himself as a fearless hero—brave, decisive, and unmatched in wisdom and courage.

Zhou Zhou didn't feel the need to expose Kido's exaggerations.

Although the reputation of the Monstrous Demon Emperor had been decisive, Kido had also played a minor, yet tangible, role.

And just then, after Kido finally finished his boast with lingering satisfaction, he bowed respectfully and said:

"Reporting to the Emperor."

"Four of the God Sovereigns from the Strange Demon Nation wish to see the Emperor."

"Should the Emperor receive them?"

"Let them come and see me."

Zhou Zhou nodded.

What a statement.

Even so, they were the Sovereigns of four nations, beings standing at the apex of the myriad realms.

Such beings wishing to bring their entire nations to my Rising Sun Empire—how could I refuse to see them, how could I fail to honor their dignity?

That dignity must be honored!

Kidoke bowed respectfully and affirmed, then withdrew from the hall to seek out those four God Sovereigns.

Soon.

The four Strange Demon God Sovereign Masters arrived.

Zhou Zhou glanced at these four Strange Demon God Sovereign Masters.

Two of them possessed Mid-Level True God power, while the other two held Upper-Level True God strength.

As for the God Sovereign-level domains they commanded, they were all merely Junior God Sovereign-level domains.

None compared to the direct bloodline of the Strange Demon Emperor, Kidoke.

And at the very instant these four Strange Demon God Sovereign Masters laid eyes upon Zhou Zhou, they instantly recognized him—without a doubt— as the long-lost, much-cherished Strange Demon Emperor, their sovereign!

"Your Majesty, I have finally seen you, oh, finally! Wuuuuh!"

"Your Majesty, during your absence, we have suffered so much!"

"Yes, Majesty, since your demise at the hands of the coalition of the various Supreme Gods, our Strange Demon race has only grown worse off. Though our enemies have not entirely eradicated us, they have relentlessly suppressed us, making our days ever more unbearable!"

"We, the messengers of destruction and terror, have not broadcast fear and annihilation across the myriad realms for years. Even if we dared to whisper it secretly, our reach would be limited—only small, isolated zones. We dared not spread it widely, for fear of drawing the attention of those others!"

"Now that the King has returned, our Qing Tian is back. We may once again freely spread terror and ruin across the countless realms!"

...

The four sovereign gods of the divine realms first poured out their grief to Zhou Zhou, weeping and lamenting, before suddenly shifting their expressions into fervent excitement, passionately debating which worlds to terrorize and which enemies to strike back at.

They completely failed to notice Zhou Zhou's reaction, lost in their exhilarating discussion.

Zhou Zhou groaned, his brow furrowed in exasperation.

If someone else witnessed this scene without knowing the truth, they might think—after all, isn't he the mastermind of evil?

No.

As the emperor of the Strange Demon race, He is, in fact, the very embodiment of evil right now.

Wouldn't some celestial emissary from a distant planet suddenly appear, declaring war on him, to uphold justice across the multiverse?

Zhou Zhou mentally muttered.

"Enough!"

Finally, unable to bear their discussion any longer, Zhou Zhou snapped and spoke coldly.

The four strange demon god masters froze, their faces blank and obedient, as if completely unaware they had said anything wrong.

In truth, from their very existence, spreading fear and destruction across the myriad realms was as essential to them as humans need food or sheep need grass—something utterly normal and indispensable.

Yet.

Zhou Zhou, as a normal living being, had his own stance.

To preserve his own position and the survival of his race, he could only reluctantly compromise the strange demons.

But he couldn't simply suppress them—he had to subtly manipulate them.

"Look at how pitiful you all are."

Zhou Zhou coldly snorted, "Spreading fear and destruction among ordinary civilizations—even if you succeed, how much fear feedback could you possibly gain?"

"A bunch of lifeforms no more than grass blades. Even if their fear output is immense, to us, it's just low-grade fare!"

"Wouldn't you like to taste something more refined?"

"Refined fare…?"

Kido-k's eyes widened.

The four monstrous demon lords exchanged puzzled glances.

Then, with cautious care, Red's Demon Lord spoke softly:

"Your Majesty's meaning?"

"The Emperor intends to launch a counter-offensive against those elite-bloodline races."

"When the war begins, you are to spread the fear of our Demon Clan among those elite-bloodline races."

"The fear emanating from those true masters—do you not understand how exquisite it would be?"

Zhou Zhou smiled faintly.

As soon as the words left his lips,

he saw Kido-koku and the four God Lords of the Strange Demon Nation drooling uncontrollably.

The true masters born of the highest bloodlines—how could they not know the exquisite flavor they radiated?

It was a taste so potent that once tasted, it would haunt one forever.

During the peak of the Strange Demon Clan, Kido-koku and the other Strange Demon God Lords had tasted this delicacy several times—never to forget it.

But since the fall of the Strange Demon Emperor—Kido Tali—their access to such a sublime flavor had vanished. They could only now create destruction in ordinary beings and savor the crude, inferior taste that emanated from their corpses.

That flavor—how far from true it was!

After a long silence.

These monstrous deities had just woken from their fantasies, when Paluma, the monstrous deity, hesitated and said:

"The deliciousness radiating from the strong ones is indeed far beyond that of ordinary beings."

"But those strong ones—we cannot afford to provoke."

"Each of them is backed by a whole race. If we kill one, ten even stronger ones will rise up to retaliate against us."

The other monstrous deities nodded in deep understanding.

They had themselves once harbored ambitions against those powerful races.

But then… they were utterly crushed.

"You need not worry about that,"

Zhou Zhou spoke solemnly. "Now that I am the Emperor of the Monstrous Deities, my sword's reach is where fear spreads!"

"From this day forward, you shall issue orders to all members of the Monstrous Race: no interference with ordinary civilizations is to be tolerated."

"Want to spread fear? Then follow me—spread fear among the primordial spirit race, the chaotic deities, the herdsman gods, the Titan gods, and other elite bloodline species."

"That's true power!"

"Only monsters who dare bully weak civilizations—don't blame me for looking down upon them."

As the Emperor of the Monster Gods, Zhou Zhou's every word carried the weight of sacred doctrine. The tone in which he spoke these words was already one of unyielding severity. Once this message spread, unless some monster god wished to abandon the ranks of his kind, nearly all would obediently submit.