One hour later.
"Here are the lunchboxes, and here are the ores. Please take them," the second demon god said with a beaming smile. "Don't forget what you promised ."
"Of course, of course!" Maxen accepted the two gifts, left four one-billion-dollar bills, and walked away without looking back.
In the Forest of Truth, Mike frowned slightly. "Stone better not have fallen for it!"No matter what the second demon god wanted to say or do by eting Apollo, he definitely had his own sches. The best course of action would be not to help the second demon god with this!
The more the enemy wants sothing, the less you should do it. Maxen surely understands this, right?
Mike felt a bit more at ease. Although Maxen often suffered losses at Mike's hands, he was definitely not as simple as he appeared.
His intelligence was still much higher than Shadow Seven's. If Maxen were a fool, he would have died long ago, no matter how many supre godfathers he had.
Just as Mike thought, as soon as Maxen left the Second Abyssal Plane, the smile on his face vanished, replaced by a cold expression.
"Deliver a ssage? Deliver my ass!" Maxen sneered inwardly. "I promised to deliver your ssage, but I never said when. I'll tell Apollo after the second demon god is slashed to death..."
Maxen returned with a full load. anwhile, the second demon god paced back and forth in the Demon Emperor's Hall, deep in thought.
"Whether the ssage gets delivered or not doesn't matter," he calculated. "I've already discovered that the human corps are using [Wind's Reach]. The Third Abyssal Plane was broken by Ares and his sword servant, the Fourth Abyssal Plane has sunk, and the Sixth Abyssal Plane was attacked by that old monster Shadow Nine..."
This battle had yielded more than expected for the human race. Three Abyssal Planes were on the verge of being purified by the humans!
"Kill, kill more," the second demon god sneered. "The more they kill, the faster the Supre Demon God awakens, and the more blessings we receive."
These demon gods were like watchdogs for the Supre Demon God. When the dogs get beaten, the master loses face and throws out so bones.
The Supre Demon God spent most of his ti asleep, and during his rare monts of wakefulness, he would battle the human Supre Being. But this didn't hinder his control over the entire abyss.
"Report to the Supre Demon God to ban the use of [Wind's Reach] by humans in the abyss. The third, fourth, and sixth demon gods will all die this ti, aning half a tongue, an eye, and half a nose will return to the Supre Demon God..."
The second demon god felt a headache coming on and even cursed, "Can't they kill so Primordial Demon Gods instead? Focusing only on Exiled Demon Gods is just causing trouble!"
The human race had always maintained a delicate balance between Exiled Demon Gods and Primordial Demon Gods, ensuring that neither faction would beco too dominant and maximizing internal strife within the demon race.
Killing three Exiled Demon Gods in one go would undoubtedly disrupt this balance and strengthen the Supre Demon God. It was an unwise move!
Strengthening the Supre Demon God was not good news for the second demon god.
"Is it just for temporary bravado?" He shook his head, refusing to believe the humans were that foolish.
"The third demon god will likely be killed by Ares. No big deal; Ares is getting fewer chances
to act.
The fourth demon god seems to have been taken to the Tower of Truth. How Apollo will deal with him-either death or a fate worse than death."
He had only one question left, "How will the sixth demon god die?"
...
The Sixth Abyssal Plane was being attacked by Shadow Nine leading the human corps.
Shadow Nine, that monster, was undoubtedly strong, even capable of fighting a demon god without losing.
But! That was the extent of it. To kill the sixth demon god, Shadow Nine absolutely didn't have the ability before becoming a supre being.
The second demon god couldn't figure it out. "Sixth demon god, if you have any spirit left after you die, please tell how you died. I'm really curious..."
...
First Abyssal Plane.
In the Demon Emperor's Hall of the first demon god, also known as the Archdemon, an Exiled Demon God and the strongest demon god besides the Supre Demon God.
"Brother, thanks to you this ti!" The sixth demon god sat on the ground, eating heartily and looking quite pleased. "Those idiots, the tongue and the eye, are both returning to the Supre Demon God. The humans would never have guessed that I fled to you as soon as the battle started!"
The sixth demon god had abandoned his own territory and fled to the First Abyssal Plane! He didn't care about his domain; no one could kill him!
The Archdemon sat on his throne, his fingers tracing the rim of his wine glass thoughtfully. "Yes, they could never have guessed."
The sixth demon god laughed heartily and continued to mock, "The third is too stupid, staying on his ho turf waiting to be slashed. The fourth is too greedy, daring to use a projection to invade Earth, only to be captured by Apollo and taken to the Tower of Truth. They both died in vain!"
The Archdemon seed a bit distracted, casually saying, "Sixth demon god, they certainly didn't expect you to co to ."
Exiled Demon Gods were naturally opposed to each other. They shared the sa source from the Supre Demon God and could devour each other to grow stronger. For the sixth demon god to co to the Archdemon's lair in person was rare. So rare that even the Archdemon found it hard to believe.
The sixth demon god grinned, "If you hadn't sworn by your true na, I wouldn't have dared to co..."
He couldn't finish his sentence. A shadow leaped from the Archdemon's shadow. Swish-a pitch-black blade pierced the sixth demon god's chest. At the sa ti, another demon god appeared, joining forces with Shadow Nine to ambush the sixth demon god.
The Archdemon sat nonchalantly on his throne, even having the leisure to speak, "Yes, with the true na oath, I can't harm you. So I invited them to do it. Rest in peace; I'll take good
care of your source."
The sixth demon god roared like a trapped beast, trying to fight his way out. But facing a well-prepared ambush, how could he escape alive? Soon, his roars weakened.
Shadow Nine sheathed his weapon and stood aside, coldly watching the thirteenth demon god and the sixth demon god's battle. The more the thirteenth demon god consud, the better it
was for the humans.
Archdemon understood this but didn't care. He looked at Shadow Nine, his expression slightly serious, "Don't forget what you promised . The sources of the third and sixth demon gods must be handed over to . You don't want the Supre Demon God to grow stronger, do
you?"
"Rest assured," a hoarse voice ca from the shadow. Shadow Nine coldly said, "Your strength is sufficient. The humans have no reason to go back on their word."
Rules are made by the strong, especially in a life-and-death struggle between two races.
The humans had been at a disadvantage for the past fifty years, with no negotiations with the demon race. Now, with a new Supre Being erging among the humans, the situation had reversed slightly, forcing the demon race to negotiate.
The outco of the battle in the hall no longer concerned the Archdemon. He sat on his throne, squinting slightly, and fell into a light sleep.
The Archdemon rembered clearly that just a week ago, he had a dream. In the dream, he saw a butterfly. The butterfly said to him, "My instructor wants to kill three demon gods."
When the Archdemon opened his eyes again, they were all dead. The third demon god, the fourth demon god, and the sixth demon god had fallen!
Just because of a butterfly's words, today's situation had arisen, leading to the demon race's
great defeat.
The Archdemon looked up at the sky, lost in thought. "Supre Being Apollo, just how
powerful are you?"
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