The Lord Demon King is Unfathomable!

Chapter 1697 477: City of Quagmire (Part 4)

As for Duke Edward's special zone plan, ordinary people only see a business opportunity or job, but these players see a brand-new expansion pack!

They can experience new content ahead of everyone else. Is there anything more exciting for players?

Of course—

Massive experience, reputation, and economic rewards are also one of the reasons they are keen to stay ahead of the version.

The honorable Lord Demon King never shortchanges those who work for him.

With eyes gleaming like hungry wolves, the Earth-eating Rich Man gave the order, starting the deployment of "operations."

"Hand Tired King, you stay up all night to create the design drafts. Tomorrow, I'll take the blueprints directly to the Embrace of Dawn Hotel to find that NPC named Sak! Fatty, you go to Black Wind Castle and resolve the order issues first! Lame, you go to the Refugee Camp early tomorrow to recruit workers! We must firmly grasp this 'pioneering contract' before our competitors respond!"

Excited shouts immediately erupted in the tent.

"Roger that!"

"Let's do it, brothers!"

"Howl howl howl!"

...

The next morning, the energetic little player took the blueprints to the Embrace of Dawn Hotel to visit the NPC named Sak, only to find him absent.

This is where the realism of Catastrophe OL shines; whenever a major event occurs, "NPCs" are often not in a fixed location but deeply involved.

Meanwhile, in the Southwest Swamp.

The esteemed envoy of the Wind Roar Tribe, Mr. Sak Jifeng, was following behind a few Campbell scouts, walking along a muddy path.

Besides the Campbell people, a silent Lizardman was also by his side. His name was Octo, said to be one of the Demon King's guards, exuding a chilling aura.

The Demon King told him not to mind this silent guard.

And Sak made an effort not to focus on this guy, avoiding conversation along the way, instead observing the surroundings.

The air here clung to his face like a cold, damp towel. Although Lizardmen enjoy humid environments, the moisture here was suffocating.

Surrounding them were towering, twisted trees, underfoot were bubbling murky pools, and all around were the buzzing sounds of unknown poisonous insects.

Compared to the majestic mountains and expansive plains of the Gana Continent, this place certainly deserves the title of "cursed land." Even the western swamps, called the "Ghost Crocodile Realm" by the Armored Dragon Clan, would seem like a paradise in comparison.

Sak couldn't help but feel doubtful. Is it really okay to build that special zone here?

But when he remembered that he wouldn't be living here, he quickly let it go, returning to a calm demeanor.

After passing through a perilous reed marsh, a humble settlement finally appeared before them.

The so-called village was merely rows of low shanties built with wet mud and reeds on relatively dry land.

He saw some Lizardmen active at the edge of the settlement.

Most of them were short and hunched, their scales dull and lifeless, with muddy eyes full of numbness and vigilance.

Clearly, they did not expect humans to show up here.

And especially not accompanying a Lizardman dressed in such opulence.

The Lizardmen guards at the entrance of the settlement, upon learning of Sak's purpose, quickly reported to the leader there.

It didn't take long.

Sak met the so-called "King" of the River Bay Tribe Alliance—a Stone Lizard Clan Chieftain named Tartak—in a large tent sewn from animal skins.

This chieftain was quite aged, his gray scales resembling cracked stones, etched with the lines of time.

Sak was quite surprised, not because of the chieftain's age, but because the system here was remarkably similar to that of the Gutaf United Kingdom.

But remembering this was practically the Demon King's doorstep, he quickly let it go and dismissed the thought from his memory.

In this day and age, what parent mimics their child?

Surely... there are still many differences.

While Sak Jifeng was deceiving himself, the elderly Stone Lizardman was cautiously scrutinizing this affluent Lizardman lord.

He had never seen a Lizardman respected by humans, let alone one who possessed so much gold!

His gaze drifted over Sak, finally noticing the wings behind him. His cloudy eyes seemed to realize something and immediately trembled.

"You, you are the Dragon God's emissary!"

Sak was startled to see Tartak suddenly prostrate himself, quickly stepping forward to help him up.

"What's this? Please rise!"

"You are the emissary of the Dragon God! Your wings are the best proof!" The elderly Stone Lizardman's eyes welled with tears as he repeated his earlier words and continued with a choked voice, "By Gutaf... you have finally come!"

Sak's expression was somewhat complicated.

"Having wings is the best proof"—what nonsense is that? Although the Dragon God did come from the sky, he himself couldn't fly.

According to the orthodox epics recorded by the Armored Dragon Clan, the Dragon God created the Armored Dragon Clan in his own image and then, to compensate for his inability to fly, created the Giant Dragon and instructed the Armored Dragon Clan to raise them.

The earliest Giant Dragons were not as humans fantasize, divine beings; they were merely pets of the Dragon God... but that's all ancient history, and he's only partly aware of it.