Demon Lord Suppressor

The Frontline of the Abyss of Ultimate Evil.

A fierce wind carrying the thick stench of blood tore through the gray sky.

This was humanity's final battlefield against the alien races, a place known to the world as the "Gates of Hell."

But at this moment, this death zone that could terrify the world's top warriors had fallen into an eerie, deathly silence.

Dark purple alien beast blood trickled down mountains of corpses, gathering into a river that reeked of a pungent, foul odor.

And atop this bone-chilling mountain of corpses sat a man.

One hand rested casually on his knee, while the other gripped a broken black greatsword in reverse.

He was the King of the Abyss, a legend in the global supernatural world, the Supreme Commander of the Demon-Hunter Corps—Ryan Garcia!

Even though Ryan just sat there quietly with his eyes closed, the aura emanating from him distorted the space within several thousand feet!

Three hundred feet from the corpse mountain, several "King-level" warriors representing the highest combat power in the global martial world were struggling to swallow their saliva.

Each of them could command the respect of national leaders in the outside world.

But here, they could only maintain extreme reverence toward that black-armored man, like the most humble of ants.

A Sword King from Europa stared intently at the abyss ravine. "Deep in the abyss, at least millions of alien troops are gathering. If we can't hold them back, humanity faces only extinction!"

The moment his words fell, a violent energy fluctuation suddenly erupted from deep within the abyss.

Accompanied by terrifying roars, a million-strong alien army surged up from the abyss!

The surrounding Kings instantly turned pale, drawing their weapons as cold sweat poured down their bodies.

"They're coming! The alien forces' final assault is coming!"

However, at that very instant.

Ryan, atop the corpse mountain, suddenly opened his eyes!

The moment he opened them, a force that seemed capable of crushing stars exploded forth!

"Boom!"

One sword strike, and a million aliens were instantly shattered!

But Ryan didn't even glance at those fleeing insects.

He suddenly clutched his chest, his face turning deathly pale in an instant.

"Heart palpitations... a blood distress signal?!"

Ryan's pupils contracted violently.

At his level, only one person in this world could trigger such a bloodline response—his only living blood relative!

Ryan amplified this faint signal infinitely, forcibly breaking through the limits of time and space.

The next second, a bloody scene forcibly burst into his mind!

...

In the vision was a laboratory.

On a cold alloy operating table in the center of the lab, a little girl who looked only about four years old was strapped down!

The little girl wore a worn, thin dress. Her arms, legs, and even her neck—which should have been fair and tender—had been brutally pierced with over a dozen thumb-thick alloy tubes!

"Sob sob... Ella hurts so much... Ella is scared..."

The little girl whimpered weakly, tears and sweat mixing together, soaking her black hair.

Her sapphire-like eyes were filled with fear and helplessness toward this world.

Beside the operating table, several researchers in biohazard suits held specialized tablets, rapidly recording data.

"Start pump three, increase extraction power. This little bastard's blood activity is dropping again," a blonde man commanded coldly.

With the roar of machinery, the little girl's blood was mercilessly extracted through those thick tubes, gathering in a huge specialized transparent container nearby.

"Ahh!! It hurts! Bad people let Ella go! Daddy... where are you, Daddy..."

The little girl's tiny body convulsed violently on the operating table from the intense pain.

The alloy restraints binding her wrists dug deep into her flesh, leaving glaring bloody marks.

"Stop that noise! Scream again and I'll cut out your tongue!"

The supervisor irritably slapped the operating table. "Being chosen by the Spencer family to serve as material for Mr. Spencer's bloodline awakening is the greatest fortune for a lowborn commoner bastard like you! Keep extracting, drain her dry!"

...

The vision in his mind abruptly ended.

Ryan's entire body instantly froze.

This signal... it's from my daughter!

Memories from five years ago flooded back like a broken dam.

Back then, Ryan was executing a top-secret mission overseas when he was ambushed and poisoned with an incurable alien toxin.

Just as he was hanging by a thread, about to die from the poison, a beautiful, kind woman named Sophia Brown from Harmony City saved him.

The two spent a passionate night together in an abandoned church.

Due to a sudden crisis at the abyss frontline.

To protect all of humanity, Ryan could only leave behind a pendant representing his identity before being forced to rush back to the abyss to suppress the uprising.

During that crisis, he accidentally obtained a supreme treasure from deep within the Abyss of Ultimate Evil, and his power skyrocketed, breaking through human limits in one leap.

He even personally founded the Demon-Hunter Corps that struck terror into alien races, ascending to the pinnacle of the world!

With supreme power and status, it wasn't that he hadn't thought about going back to find Sophia.

But the abyss couldn't do without him, and he thought that pendant would be enough to ensure Sophia lived comfortably in Harmony City for life.

But he never imagined that foolish woman had silently borne him a daughter!

And now, his four-year-old flesh and blood, the bloodline of the Demon-Hunter Corps' commander, was being strapped to an operating table like livestock, used as material for some awakening ritual, having her blood drained alive?!

"The Spencer family... Harmony City..."

The next second, Ryan's aura completely spiraled out of control!

The previously invisible pressure transformed into a tangible black storm, with Ryan at its center, sweeping madly in all directions!

Within a radius of thousands of miles, those low and mid-tier alien beasts that hadn't escaped back to the abyss depths couldn't even scream before being crushed into clouds of crimson blood mist under this terrifying aura!

The several King-level warriors a hundred meters away were directly blown thousands of feet away by this violent wave of energy, crashing heavily to the ground and coughing up blood.

"Lord Thunder... has lost control?!" The Sword King looked up in shock.

"Osiris!"

A roar that shook the heavens erupted from Ryan's mouth.

"At your command!"

Black ripples appeared in the void, and a tall man wearing a demon mask and dark red cloak instantly knelt on one knee before Ryan.

This was Osiris, the foremost of the Demon-Hunter Corps' four commanders, second in power only to Ryan!

"Prepare the jet! Destination: Harmony City overseas! Use maximum speed!"

Ryan grabbed the sword from the ground, his eyes blood-red.

"Anyone who dares touch Ryan's daughter... I will make them die!"