Published: March 2, 2025
After finishing the conversation with Lin Haifeng, Wen Yu patted his butt and stood up from the ground, casually clearing away the traces left by both of them in the cave. He waved to Arcade, signaling that it was time to set off again.
This scene had occurred countless times over the past two months. It looked like a desperate and wandering life, yet it had always been following the action route Wen Yu planned, continuously harvesting demonic creatures along the way to maximize his benefits.
Now, just three more days, and it would be time to wrap things up!
Thinking of this, Wen Yu glanced at the serious-looking Arcade—with the end in sight, Arcade couldn't help but feel nervous.
It wasn’t because of the uncertainty of what lay ahead; on the contrary, it was a longing for the future—once Wen Yu achieved his goal, Arcade’s physical issues would naturally be resolved.
In this regard, Wen Yu had indeed not lied to him. In fact, Wen Yu had already instructed Victor and Lolo to return to the African continent from another direction. Once things here concluded, he would take action to solve Arcade's problem.
Arcade's performance had also made Wen Yu quite satisfied. Once his plan was completed, he would conveniently deal with the toxin issue in Arcade's body, and from then on, they would be unrelated… No, perhaps there would be cooperation in the future. In some ways, Arcade's river of death was indeed quite convenient to use.
As memories of the planned action route flashed through his mind, Wen Yu's figure gradually disappeared, while Arcade summoned a sixth-level demonic clan blood slave and rushed towards a small demonic clan base along the pre-set action route.
……
"My lord, we have found the direction of Arcade's retreat; initial judgment indicates he is heading east."
The voice of the aide echoed in Zero’s ears, who was expressionless as he looked at the horrific scene ahead—a small gathering place with about ten thousand people had suffered a bloody massacre at the hands of Arcade. All the demonic clan had perished, with corpses scattered everywhere, some even unrecognizable.
"My lord."
The aide's voice rang out again, but this time it carried a sense of urgency.
"It’s time to set off. Kory has issued a death order; we must eliminate Arcade within three days. We are the hounds biting at Arcade's heels."
"My lord, don't forget your identity..."
Zero suddenly clenched his fists but quickly relaxed.
Zero felt aggrieved as well. As an external aid to the demonic clan in the African war zone, his strength was indeed top-tier at level five. However, at level six, Zero's power seemed neither here nor there. Coupled with his special identity, which did not belong to Regas's direct line, and the fact that his original boss might have long forgotten his existence, Zero's life in the African war zone had been exceedingly tough...
He couldn’t participate in major decision-making; instead, all the difficulties fell on his shoulders!
For instance, he could imagine the negative evaluations he would receive for submitting the report about Arcade's troubles!
Forcing himself to calm down, Zero ignored the aide’s irreverent tone and looked again at the slaughterhouse ahead.
"The numbers don’t add up..."
"What do you mean?"
"I mean, the current number of corpses doesn’t match the original population of the base; at least about three thousand corpses are missing."
"Perhaps they were eaten by the blood slaves, it’s no big deal."
In the eyes of the demonic clan, it really wasn’t a big deal—most of the food for the demonic clan was acquired from war. After a battle, not only the enemies but even the corpses of their own people were often consumed by some of the demonic clan, who would clean up everything thoroughly.
However, the aide didn't realize, but Zero did—the blood slaves didn’t need food...
"There are many more doubts. For instance, Arcade's strength seems off; he has too many blood slaves, and regarding the battle where Augustus and Pelagen died, Arcade shouldn't have been able to defeat them."