Chapter 65: King of Ghouls – Doreisen! [Request for Monthly Ticket]
February 11, 2017
Author: Floating Tower
The 421st layer of the Bottomless Abyss, the White Kingdom.
This is the ideal realm that ghouls yearn for, as countless ghouls from other planes attempt to create their own versions of the White Kingdom, but only here is it truly a paradise for ghouls.
However.
For other living beings, this land is extremely dangerous and terrifying.
Because there are countless hungry Nether Ghouls here, they try every means to satisfy their hunger, and endless feasting is the most wonderful thing for them.
This is the territory of the King of Ghouls – Doreisen.
As the most powerful ghoul, he first served Orcus, then was forced to submit to the King of Werewolves – Yenogu, paying tribute and serving for a long time. Now, the King of Ghouls – Doreisen is free; this freedom is due to Soren completely killing Orcus, and having just betrayed the King of Werewolves – Yenogu, no Demon Lord is willing to assist him. As if sensing Soren’s attack, the King of Ghouls – Doreisen called back the vast majority of his servants, including those ghouls rampaging in the Material Plane, as he needs them to protect his kingdom.
The White Kingdom is white.
This is not a sick phrase, but a general reference to the land of this layer of the Bottomless Abyss.
Here, ghouls are the absolute rulers; any mortals, devils, evil spirits, and demons are their potential food, and the Abyss bl**d Pool here is not for nurturing demons, but for providing a continuous supply of meat for the ghouls.
Outside the palace of the King of Ghouls – Doreisen is a pale wasteland.
Countless white bones are buried within, remnants of life that have been gnawed down to the bone by ghouls, the vast majority being the corpses of demons, with a small portion being the remains of other beings.
With a bl**d-red gate opening.
Soren’s robust figure appeared on this land, and behind him was an endless army of demons entering.
In order to attack this layer completely dominated by ghouls, Soren summoned nearly three hundred thousand demon legions; the massive army stretched for dozens of miles, taking half a day just to enter here.
“Master!”
An assassin demon appeared before Soren and said in a low voice, “The King of Ghouls – Doreisen is holed up in his fortress.”
Soren gazed into the distance.
That was a pale skeletal fortress, constructed from the corpses of countless beings, including the skeletons of giant dragons.
For thousands of years, the King of Ghouls – Doreisen has ruled over this layer; his core servants are Nether Ghouls, and the best among them advance to become Barbarians, possessing furious power.
For thousands of years, countless beings have been feasted upon by ghouls.
Their remains are buried in the land beneath their feet, so many in number that the entire kingdom seems white.
Ghouls feed on any flesh.
In the Bottomless Abyss, there is nothing they won’t eat; even undead with flesh will have a few bites taken out of them under their endless hunger.
There is a vast army of ghouls here.
At the periphery are some mindless low-level ghouls, raised like wild dogs in the wasteland of the White Kingdom, and when some of them advance to become Nether Ghouls, they are brought into the heart of the White Kingdom, where Doreisen bestows a mark of enslavement, keeping them contained.
The main task of this Demon Lord is to feed and find food.
Because he himself is also driven by endless hunger, to acquire enough food, ghouls frequently attack Abyssal Minotaurs. An adult Abyssal Minotaur is enough for ghouls to feast on for a long time, and for ghouls, Minotaur meat is delicious.
The endless army of demons arrived.
Under Soren’s command, they pushed forward into the White Kingdom.
The low-level ghouls at the periphery didn’t even need Doreisen’s orders; upon sensing the scent of flesh, they flocked over in droves.
However.
Unlike the past, they weren’t facing newborn demons in small numbers; now they were confronting an enormous demon army.
“Crush them!”
The Six-armed Serpent Demon leader let out an excited roar and then led the army toward the ghouls in front of them.
Countless ghouls obscured the vision.
The Power of Laws of this plane had been warped by Doreisen, making demons the primary source of food, a subconscious urge driving them to madness as they gathered.
The battle erupted.
Tens of thousands of low-level demons charged toward the ghouls, quickly exterminating them or being exterminated in turn, leaving countless corpses in the wasteland of the White Kingdom.
The demon leaders under Soren pressed forward.
Soon, over a hundred thousand ghouls were slain until they encountered some large, pale ghouls.
Nether Ghouls.
Doreisen’s main army, the backbone of the ghouls.
As they gradually approached the White Kingdom, everything before their eyes turned a grayish-white; these were the ashes left behind by creatures after d*ath. The land under Soren’s feet is called the Wasteland of d*ath, where any buildings are made of bones—walking along the road kicks up clouds of bone ash—the white ashes draping the entire city in a white cloak.
The residents here are ghouls and other flesh-eating undead creatures.
In the visible range, there are also Corpse Demons, Bodaks, Wights, and so on, all of whom are Doreisen’s servants.
Soren’s demon legions pushed forward with unstoppable momentum until a colossal white skeletal city wall appeared before them, this is the palace of the King of Ghouls – Doreisen—the White Kingdom.
The entire kingdom is permeated with a thick aura of d*ath.
A vast number of Nether Ghouls gathered, waiting like beasts for orders, ready to pounce on the demon army before them at any moment.
Doreisen’s figure loomed high in the palace.
But at this moment, there was a hint of fear and madness in his eyes; he saw countless demons, and among this demon army were a vast number of Six-armed Serpent Demons, Balroth Fire Demons, Tempt Demons, and Soul-judging Demons.
Any one of these high-level demons could k*ll large numbers of ghouls.
“For the great master, capture this place!”
The slaughter drove the Six-armed Serpent Demons into madness, and they roared excitedly, leading the Frenzied Combat Demons to begin assaulting the city walls before them.
The towering white skeletal city walls couldn’t stop the advance of the demons; numerous demons capable of flight and climbing quickly rushed in. The prospects drove these demons mad, as they knew that after conquering this kingdom, Soren would undoubtedly grant titles to some Lesser Demon Lords, and these demon lords would surely be chosen from among those who had performed excellently in battle.
Dozens of Legendary Demons cast their gazes toward the King of Ghouls – Doreisen.
If they could k*ll this enemy leader, surely there would be a place for them among the newly titled Lesser Demon Lords.
