The crumbling man, covered with wounds large and small, blood and sweat mixed together dried up and condensed into a black blood scab, he had exhausted his physical strength, and there was no extra blood left behind.

The long sword in his hand was full of gaps, barely supporting him from falling.

His lips were chapped, his mouth could no longer produce saliva, and his throat opened and closed like a fire, making only a dull and obscure sound.

Countless hideous and terrifying monsters, like a tide, densely packed, surrounded him, staring at him with greedy and hungry eyes, cautiously, as if they were looking at the last piece of delicious cake.

The man was like the last island in the sea, about to be swallowed up, but he still trembled and slowly drew his sword with his only remaining arm, mustered up the last of his strength, and let out a roar: "Bah, die, bastard."

He raised his sword and slashed it down with all his might, and the monsters pounced on him in unison.

Only a small cloud of blood splashed, and soon there was no trace.

Arthur sat on the throne of the stone mountain and watched it all with no expression on his face.

From this moment on, on this continent, the human race was completely extinct... Oh no, and himself.

Is it worth it for him to turn his back on everything he once held on to in exchange for this position under him?

Arthur asked himself, and soon he laughed self-deprecatingly, he had no choice in the first place.

"Arthur.."

A deep voice came from above, and Arthur turned his face away and looked up.

There is more than one position on the stone mountain, and above him, there are several terrifying figures.

The Dark Elf King, the Dark Dwarf King, the Commander of the Demon Terrans... Each one sat on top of him, his breath gloomy and his heart palpitating, and at the top of the stone mountain, carved an extraordinarily large black stone throne, backed by three demon eyes and a blood-colored sky, Arthur could only see the ankle of the demon lord Sauron, and felt the terrifying momentum that made him tremble.

In the Terrans, he was the holy king revered by all people, omnipotent, invincible, and after turning his back on the Terrans, King Arthur was no longer King Arthur, just a poor creature crawling at the feet of Sauron, and he didn't even know if he still had the courage to hold a sword.

"My king.." Arthur bowed his proud head respectfully and uttered those three words as countless others had said to him.

Impenetrable black armor obscured Sauron's countenance, no one had seen Sauron in a long time, he was burdened with shadows, and the majesty of the Dark King was inviolable.

Arthur saw that the man had been playing with the dark gold ring on his right hand, I don't know when this habit began, all demons knew that the demon lord Sauron was keen on rings.

Every Demon Boss has received the Ring from the Demon Lord Sauron, and Arthur has too, and from the moment he wears it, he is burned into his flesh and blood, and cannot be removed.

Is this a kind of glory from the Demon King, or is it a shackle, Arthur thought.

"Thirty years ago it should have been over." Sauron slowly stood up, black armor crashing against each other with a dull sound.

A pair of blood-red eyes fell on Arthur, who shuddered and bowed his back even lower.

"I want to thank you so much... You've given me thirty more years of fun.."

Sauron stepped down from the throne step by step, Arthur was a little frightened, he recalled in a trance that the first time the two met, it started with a transaction, when he was not King Arthur, he was full of resentment and ambition, signed the contract, and pulled out the sword in the stone that should have belonged to him.

At that time, Sauron was also a child.

Arthur's mind flashed bits and pieces of vague images, and he remembered that Sauron didn't have anything in his hands at that time.

The One Ring... When did it appear, and who put it on Sauron?

Sauron had already walked up to Arthur, and he exuded a rich black demonic aura and an oppressive and crazy aura.

Arthur didn't dare to move, he heard Sauron muttering to himself.

"In the beginning, I really thought of this as a test... But I soon found out that I was wrong, that it was a lie, that no demon grows by killing ants."

Arthur's doubts grew as he felt like he was about to hear some terrible secret.

“... What you taught me, what you said to me... When this ring is broken, darkness engulfs the world, the sun no longer rises, you will appear, take everyone away.."

The temperature around him was decreasing, Arthur felt cold, he sensed that something was wrong, the elf king, the dwarf king... Their expressions all became hideous.

Sauron: Who is that man in Sauron's mouth?

“.. It's not a breeding ground .." Sauron's voice became high-pitched and agitated, he seemed to be angry, and the whole stone mountain began to tremble.

"It's a barren, barren place of exile.." Sauron roared loudly, and he ripped off the ring in his hand, squeezing it into golden powder, and finally, saying the name that made Arthur tremble.

“.. My father, you have deceived me!"

"Boom.." All the volcanoes erupted at the same time in an instant, and the black dragon and the bone dragon roared in the sky, and the thunder rolled, and the entire plane seemed to collapse.

Arthur looked up in a daze, and saw Sauron's body floating high in the air, arms outstretched, and endless black qi and blood light shooting out of his body, absorbing everything around him.

The withered giant tree danced twitchingly, and little by little, the three magic eyes approached Sauron.

At this moment, he was like a demon god descending from the abyss, grinning with a hideous mouth, greedily devouring everything... Finally, a demon eye was swallowed by Sauron, and the black qi on Sauron's body instantly skyrocketed, and then the second and third...

"Roar.."

The terrifying power erupted and swept everything, Arthur's body was clinging to the ground, he didn't dare to move at all, he was as small as an ant in the face of such power.

"I—" Sauron spoke again, his hoarse voice amplified countless times and spread throughout the space.

“.. Get yourself out of here and find you... And then tear you apart little by little.."

The mask on Sauron's face shattered and turned into powder, revealing an extremely ugly and hideous face with bare muscles and blood vessels, and he sneered: ".. My dear father.."

Arthur, along with all the demons and creatures, crawled at Sauron's feet, trembling.

The bloodlight thunderclouds rolled and roared, and it seemed that even this plane was terrified and shocked by the power of Sauron.

Sauron felt the surging power in his body, a sinister smile appeared on his face, and he stretched out his hands and grabbed the void in front of him.

The void was like a fragile piece of paper, easily torn apart, and the black spatial crack was like a big mouth, silently open, as if calling to Sauron: Come in, and after that is the world that truly belongs to you.

Sauron hesitated for a moment, his eyes flashed with blood, and he was about to step out, when suddenly, a throbbing sensation arose in his heart for no reason, and a strange feeling of blood connection was transmitted along his blood to his brain.

Sauron subconsciously looked up, and he saw a black figure silently suspended in the air, a pair of hollow eyes that were constantly dripping pus and blood looking at him quietly.

I don't know when it appeared, but it seems to have been there from beginning to end.

Sauron was stunned, opened his mouth, and spat out a few words with difficulty: "Father.."