Doomsday Summoning Frenzy

In the Demon Realm, in a hidden research laboratory, Aoga and Yan Kairuo stood quietly in front of a door, waiting. A moment later, the door behind them suddenly swung open, and a black-skinned demon creature, about 1.3 meters tall and adorned with various small mechanical parts, strode out.

"Prophet..."

Both Aoga and Yan Kairuo bowed their heads, appearing to hold great respect for the black-skinned demon creature referred to as the "Prophet." The Prophet merely nodded lightly, with an arrogant demeanor; despite its small stature, it exuded a formidable presence.

"How is the mechanical nemesis?"

"It has already been drawn into the Netherworld by Wen Yu's spirit pet, Victor, and should be ineffective for a while. We came here to ask if there are any good items left, such as... a second mechanical nemesis?"

Aoga spoke humbly, like a child asking their parents for pocket money.

Upon hearing this, the Prophet immediately curled its lip.

"Do you really think this item is as common as cabbage? That I can just produce as many as I want? I would rather not associate with low-IQ individuals like you. Staying with you for too long might tarnish my brilliant mind... and the spirit of the demon lord..."

The Prophet ranted, criticizing everything from the spirit of the demon lord to Aoga, who, despite not getting angry, lowered his head even further.

Some verbal damage was inconsequential; what mattered was that this seventh-level black-skinned demon creature was a key player in every war—more important than any eleventh level strongman!

Intelligence, although often not convertible into direct power, can translate into indirect power. Aoga was unsure how long this old black-skinned creature had lived, or even if it still had a lifespan limit, but one undeniable fact was that this being provided the demonic clan with a continuous supply of trump cards and surprises!

The old black skin continued its tirade for quite some time, with curse words echoing in Aoga's ears. Yet, Aoga showed no response, merely focusing inward until the old black skin finally tired of scolding.

Then, it turned to Aoga and spoke.

"Don't even think about the mechanical nemesis. The materials needed to create a mechanical nemesis are very special. After the destruction of the Billgia Great World, only a small amount remains. It's already impressive that we could create one. By the way, how is the situation on the front lines?"

"In response to the Prophet's words, the front lines have been stalemated for a long time. Although the results are good, unless something unexpected happens, we might not achieve our strategic goal of breaking the eighth-level level restraint within ten years. That's why we thought of you, Prophet..."

Aoga grinned, discussing the war situation while hoping to obtain some good items.

The Prophet, however, was insightful. At that moment, it shook its head gently before turning back to the laboratory.

"Follow me. Although there's no second mechanical nemesis, we still have quite a few good items... especially this one..."

The Prophet's tone was filled with enthusiasm. Aoga and Yan Kairuo exchanged glances and entered the laboratory together. As the lights turned on, the entire laboratory suddenly brightened!

In the center of the laboratory stood a massive Bone Prison. Through the gaps in the prison, one could vaguely see a bound, muscular humanoid creature.

"This is... Tang Haofei?"

Aoga was puzzled, while the Prophet nodded.

"That's the little fellow who destroyed the research institute and was captured by you. Fortunately, I didn’t mix with those fools you call 'scholars,' or I would have been finished long ago!"

Even though Old Tang was captured, the impact he made was extraordinary—he had disrupted the material reserves of the Demon Realm, the Treasure Vault, and the Academy of Sciences. This level of damage was enough to reduce the intensity of the demonic clan's offensive by more than thirty percent...

Unfortunately, this old black skin did not hold a position in the Academy of Sciences.