Published: March 2, 2025
The conference room was already filled with high-ranking officials from the African war zone. These strong individuals were naturally well-mannered, with few making loud noises.
However, the chatter of hundreds of demonic creatures created a buzzing sound in the entire conference room, reminiscent of flies buzzing around.
Automatically blocking out the noise, Little White looked around and quickly spotted the figure of their commander.
At this moment, the bone demon commander sat in the thirteenth seat on the left side of the conference room. As the big boss of the second brigade of the skeleton legion in the demonic clan's African war zone, his status was particularly distinguished, and correspondingly, his seat was positioned near the front.
Little White walked straight to the back of the commander, greeted him briefly, and then quietly stood by, waiting for the meeting to begin.
……
“What are you looking at?”
“Just having a meeting.”
“Here, have some food first.”
Arcade placed a piece of blackened roasted meat in Wen Yu's hand and then sat down beside him. “You’re not holding a meeting with your spirit pets, are you?”
Wen Yu shook his head, pondered for a moment, and replied, “Do you want to take a look?”
“What?”
Arcade asked, puzzled. Before he could react, Wen Yu's right hand had already covered Arcade's head.
A vast amount of soul energy surged into Arcade's mind under Wen Yu's control. Before Arcade could respond, the scene in front of him changed instantly.
Wen Yu's teasing voice rang in his ears.
“See? This is what I meant by having a meeting.”
Gulp.
Arcade swallowed hard and nodded.
“Just watch. When they report the information later, don’t forget to tell Bai and Ye Nan.”
“Understood.”
Looking at the powerful demonic clan members at the table, Arcade focused intently, while Wen Yu easily whistled.
“Successful experiment…”
Muttering to himself, Wen Yu glanced at Arcade, who was still unaware that he was a test subject, and smiled, shaking his head before redirecting his attention to the demonic clan members present.
……
Little White cleverly turned its head left and right, taking in the entire situation of the conference room.
The overall strength of the demonic clan in the African war zone was indeed impressive. A simple observation indicated that while Wen Yu couldn’t discern the physical fitness and rough strength of these demonic members, the mental state and brightness in their eyes suggested that all seated demonic creatures had considerable power.
Little White timely provided an explanation: “Every brigade commander has strict requirements for hard strength; no limit breaker level demonic creatures are allowed to take the position. The strongest ones in the African war zone are two: the chief commander, Lord Kory, and the elite commander of the frenzied demon, Lord Sig.”
Lord Kory, the ancient demon, was someone Wen Yu had seen at yesterday's awarding ceremony. Although he sensed Kory’s extraordinary nature, in Wen Yu's eyes, all ancient demons looked quite similar.
As for Lord Sig, he was an old acquaintance—when they were at the New Hope Gathering Place, it was this frenzied demon who had caused Wen Yu significant trouble!
No matter how many times Wen Yu attacked, he could not defeat him. His skill set and the frenzied demon army he led truly opened Wen Yu's eyes.
Then, Little White shifted its perspective, looking towards the main seat and the first position on the right, but both spots were currently empty.
“They haven’t arrived yet.”
“Quite normal; in every meeting, the leaders always come last.”
Wen Yu was no longer surprised by this situation.
Then, the mental communication between Wen Yu and Little White temporarily ended as they waited for the meeting to commence.
……
After Wen Yu finished the roasted meat offered by Arcade, he had just remarked that, true to his British background, Arcade’s cooking was exceptional. At this moment, in Little White's view, the conference room door was pulled open once again, and the two giants of the demonic clan's African war zone—Kory and Sig—walked into the conference room side by side.