Published: March 2, 2025
Lolo's arrival caused not the slightest ripple. The mutated beasts that rushed over were diverse and numerous, even Victor, who personally arranged for Lolo’s presence, did not take this first-tier little ant to heart.
Victor had more important matters at hand...
In the large conference room, Victor stood on a chair, looking the part, with a weary and dispirited one-eyed figure to his right and a bewildered Star, who was glancing around, to his left. Further away were several high-ranking members of the New Hope Gathering Place—Ray, the wilderness butcher, the death-crier, and the primal overlord, who had transformed into a cute little calf.
“Boom!”
The conference room doors swung open wide, and a tall, lean figure strode directly into the room.
Killing intent and the smell of blood instantly filled every corner of the room, and the foul odor of demonic energy on the figure made Victor sneeze twice.
One could only imagine how much slaughter Wen Yu had caused in the African war zone during this time!
Unfortunately, Regas's painstaking efforts could not be abandoned entirely because of one person from Sequence Two.
“The war is about to begin! The demonic clan reinforcements have arrived in Africa, be prepared!”
This was Wen Yu's first sentence.
Then, Wen Yu directly took a seat at the head of the table and delivered his second sentence.
“When the war starts, my spirit pet and I will be targeted by the demonic clan. We will leave the gathering place and fight the top-tier experts of the demonic clan in a sufficiently distant place. In other words, until I eliminate the high-end experts of the demonic clan, the fate of the entire gathering place, as well as your lives, will be in your own hands!”
How strong was Wen Yu? This could be judged from the Indian war zone alone. If a mutated beast capable of withstanding Wen Yu appeared, and two such powerful beings fought at full strength within the gathering place, that scene could be described as apocalyptic. In other words, Wen Yu could no longer appear as a conventional combat unit on any battlefield.
Establishing a high-end battlefield and implementing a king-versus-king, soldier-versus-soldier mode of warfare was now imperative.
The simplicity of these two sentences left the death-crier and the wilderness butcher in stunned silence—without Sequence Two and his spirit pet, how were they supposed to fight this battle?
Perhaps sensing the difficulty on their faces, Wen Yu comforted them, “I will finish the battle as quickly as possible and then come back to support you.”
Ray nodded expressionlessly. For him, life and death were already inconsequential. What mattered was how the war would unfold and whether there would be any dangers; these considerations were beyond Ray's scope of thought!
All he wanted was to do his utmost to take down a few more demonic spawns...
The death-crier and the wilderness butcher exchanged glances, their faces clearly reflecting their dilemmas—these two guys had been forcefully tied to the war machine of the New Hope Gathering Place, and with danger looming, they had begun to entertain small thoughts.
However, this was of little concern. The brainwashed primal overlord and Ray were sufficient to supervise these two divine beast species, not to mention Wen Yu’s additional measures planted in the minds of the two divine beast species.
Wen Yu had been busy slaughtering demonic creatures and delaying the demonic clan's offensive while establishing the New Hope Gathering Place. All of this was in preparation for the imminent arrival of the Sixth Soul. Under this premise, the death-crier and the wilderness butcher had only two options: either fight or die. Wen Yu had given them no third choice!
Having said this, Wen Yu issued his final command: “The frontline battlefield of the New Hope Gathering Place will be handled by Ray and the primal overlord. The death-crier and the wilderness butcher should cooperate well with them. Once I complete my objective, I will definitely take you away from Africa!”