1072: Chapter 518: Demon Envoy_3 1072: Chapter 518: Demon Envoy_3 Aaron Chalon tried to pick up a piece of the fragnt, but found that even with all his strength, he couldn’t lift any piece from the ground.
He was sowhat knowledgeable, knowing that if this Seven-color Glazed Cup were intact, it would undoubtedly be a very powerful magic treasure, capable of shielding the entire tower.
“Humph!” Aaron Chalon was busy trying to dig out the fragnts of the Glazed Cup when a cold snort suddenly ca from the side.
He went into a rage: Do these loose cultivators think I’m a pushover!
Even if I am a pushover, I won’t be bullied by such trash!
He abruptly raised his head to locate the source of the noise, his expression instantly befuddled: the forrly docile loose cultivators had undergone a bizarre transformation.
Scales began to grow out from under their skin, their eyes turned into vertical, slender snakelike pupils, their necks also stretching longer.
The one who had snorted opened his mouth, revealing a set of tusks, grim and dripping with a foul, poisonous liquid.
“Demon Clan!” Aaron Chalon let out a cry of fear, but again discovered with astonishnt that he could not make a sound!
So kind of power had blocked his voice—not true, it wasn’t that it blocked his voice, but rather, his body was controlled by so strong power, no longer under his control!
In this state, Aaron Chalon watched in astonishnt as he “observed” himself walk behind “Alen Charle”, lowering his hands and standing obediently to serve.
“This is my slave!” Alen Charle had also undergone a change, turning into a half-man-half-snake state like these loose cultivators.
The one who had grumbled earlier stepped forward, opened his claws, and hissed at Alen Charle.
Alen Charle also instantly took on the sa posture, each trying to intimidate the other.
The remaining demon cultivators imdiately raised their hands in retreat, indicating that they were not involved.
Two giant waves of demon energy raged within the small room.
Without the shattered Seven-color Glazed Cup, it would certainly have been detected by Tamsin Macy.
Aaron Chalon clearly felt that the “Alen Charle” protecting him in front was a Tier-5 Great Demon!
At this mont, Aaron Chalon surprisingly felt a sense of gratitude and reliance on this “Alen Charle” who had led him into this situation.
In the end, the power of the opposing demon cultivator fell sowhat behind and was overpowered by Alen Charle’s demon energy.
He retreated slowly, not conceding defeat and said, “Control your slave and don’t act like you’ve never seen the world before!”
“I will discipline my slave.
If you interfere, you’ll have to deal with first!”
“Humph!”
Another demon cultivator stepped up to diate: “Stop arguing, we all bear our master’s heavy responsibilities.
If we ss up, everyone knows what the consequences will be!”
The one who had grumbled earlier took advantage of the situation to ask: “Who has the master’s token?”
Aaron Chalon hid behind Owen Bertram, his mind a whirlwind: What do these Demon Clan mbers want?
How did they sneak in?
When Owen Bertram saw that the number of loose cultivators who entered the Baker Refinent City’s Ancient Annihilation Domain had dwindled to just four, he began to suspect that there must be Demon Cultivators hiding among them.
The great demon behind the scenes would not assign only Alen Charle.
Alen Charle was Tier-5, going into the Ancient Annihilation Domain of Baker Refinent City alone to face Tamsin Macy would an suicide.
Therefore, that great demon must have arranged for other Demon Cultivators to cooperate.
Governor Sun had just co forward to test if Tamsin Macy could see the true face of the Demon Cultivators, further confirming the existence of other Demon Cultivators.
These Demon Cultivators are much stronger than loose cultivators and won’t die at the hands of the Artifact Demons prematurely.
It’s just that Governor Sun hadn’t expected that all those who survived were Demon Cultivators.
A demon cultivator leaning against the wall while crossing his arms suddenly took out a Goden Coin from his Storage Brocade Pouch and flicked it.
Ding… The Goden Coin began to tumble in the air, a visible wave of sound dispersing.
Aside from Aaron Chalon, all the others present possessed a Monster Core.
The mont the sound wave was released, the demon cores inside their bodies started reacting and thumping around.
The demon cultivators writhed in pain and unwillingly bowed their heads: “We will obey the Envoy’s orders!”
The Envoy caught the Goden Coin, and the sound wave disappeared.
He calmly glanced at the two demon cultivators who had just had a conflict: “Your personal grudges, sort them out after we leave.
Here in the Ancient Annihilation Domain, if anyone dares to cause trouble and delay our master’s tasks for a second ti, I’ll destroy your demon cores and take your lives!”
“We wouldn’t dare!” both said hurriedly.
The Envoy approached Aaron Chalon.
His movent had a trace of the aura of a python’s slither.
The Envoy’s snakelike, narrow eyes stared at Aaron Chalon, making him feel like a frog or a field mouse.
The Envoy was probably probing him with so kind of demon spell.
In the end, the Envoy seed quite satisfied.
After withdrawing, he said to Owen Bertram: “You have brought along a useful tier-4 helper.
You’re a thoughtful one, unlike so others, have simple brains and only cause trouble.”
One of the demon cultivators’ face flushed red.
The Envoy returned to the middle of the group and said,”We don’t have much ti, let’s get to the point.
Our master isn’t particularly interested in this so-called Ancient Annihilation Domain.
What our master wants is to consu Tamsin Macy!”
“This female human cultivator is a great nourishnt for our master.
As long as our plan is successful, our master can advance to Tier-7!”
“The master gave this treasure!” He curled his snake tail to hold up an item that looked like a half-transparent snake egg the size of a fist.
Inside, one could vaguely see so sort of creature wriggling around.
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