The Lord Demon King is Unfathomable!

The Chairman of the Sawtooth Chamber of Commerce, Grock, rushed in, drenched in sweat and filled with despair.

"Mr. Night Song...where are your people? We can't keep them waiting any longer. Now is the time to act! Didn't you say you planted some pieces in Black Wind Castle? What are you waiting for?"

Looking at Grock, who was wailing like a dying dog, Night Song's indifferent eyes carried a trace of scrutiny.

"We did indeed plant some pieces in Black Wind Castle, but they were meant to incite this chaos, and now this chaos has clearly spiraled out of our control."

Grock was stunned on the spot, staring at him in a daze, his mouth open but unable to utter a word.

"Then...what do we do?"

"Hmm, what to do indeed."

Night Song repeated the question thoughtfully, then his gaze fell on Grock.

In an instant, Grock felt as if the blood in his entire body had frozen, and he trembled uncontrollably, a chill creeping over him.

He suddenly realized a possibility, and looking at Night Song standing by the window, panic flashed in his eyes.

"Wait, wait a minute... I... I have more ways, I will find a way!"

Watching Grock's desperate struggle, Night Song sighed lightly and said slowly under that terrified gaze.

"Mr. Grock, I'm very disappointed in you. We wanted to make you the true master of Black Wind Castle, but it seems you've messed everything up."

"No! Wait, it's not over yet! We can try other ways!" Grock fell to his knees with a thud, pleading.

"It's too late."

Night Song expressionlessly extended his forefinger, casually pointing a red glow that shot towards Grock's head.

The chaos had already spiraled out of control, and the Trade Union was likely to be uprooted by those angry goblins, while the Demon King, who allowed all this, would certainly seize this opportunity to completely purge the influence of the Trade Union in Black Wind Castle.

Now the only hope was that the chaos was large enough to affect supplies on the front lines.

As for now—

Grock was the only person who had seen him and knew his identity, and any traces of the Dragon family's involvement needed to be erased.

Then, just as the lightning-like red glow was about to hit Grock's head, a massive battle axe blade suddenly collided with the flashing red glow head-on.

Night Song was slightly startled and sidestepped half a step aside, watching as the massive blast of air passed by him, shredding half of the wall behind him.

As the swirling dust settled, a muscular, burly Beastman stood in front of him, sneering at him.

Seeing that seemingly familiar face, Night Song frowned, and his pupils suddenly contracted.

"Glak...Blood Blade Demon General, I remember your name."

Grock, sitting dazed on the ground, had already wet himself in fear, trembling as he looked at the guy whose name differed by just a syllable from his own.

The terrifying pressure unexpectedly wasn't inferior at all compared to a Platinum Level demon!

This guy was also a strong platinum-level adversary!

Glak spat, grinned, and slung his battle axe over his shoulder, looking provocatively at the gargoyle in front of him.

"Oh, that a servant of the Dragon family actually remembers a small fry like me, what an honor."

"You're an old follower of Reggie," Night Song slightly raised his chin and smirked, "Do you know who you are opposing?"

"Hahahaha!"

Glak suddenly threw back his head and laughed, his gaze directly meeting Night Song's eyes.

"It's just as well you bring that up. Do you know what kind of days I had under Reggie?"

Night Song replied with a cold smile.

"So you were bought off? What about the honor of the Bloodaxe Clan—"

"A thief who sneaks around dares to talk about honor?" An eerie, dark voice suddenly came from beside him, making the seemingly unfazed Night Song's heart grow cold.

A dagger silently rested against his neck, while behind him was a pair of eyes glowing ominously red.

Thanos!

The Shadow Demon General of the Thunder County maze!

Night Song was suddenly astonished, his entire Magic Power releasing around him like a tidal wave.

Scorching flames swept through the entire office with overwhelming dominance, shredding all the furniture and even blasting half the ceiling away.

Night Song exerted force with his legs and jumped into the air, spreading the wings behind him, preparing to leave this dangerous place.

However, just as he was about to succeed, black thorns suddenly entangled his ankle, dragging him hard to the ground.

The violent impact kicked up a massive cloud of dust on the street, and Night Song rolled awkwardly into a side alley, murderous gleam flickering in his burning eyes.

And it was at this moment, a strange burst of laughter came from beside him, striking a chord of tension in his taut heartstrings.

"Hehehe...is this the strength of the Dragon family? I feel it's hardly impressive."

Night Song quickly turned to the side of the alley, only to see a seductive figure standing there.

Her face was enchanting, her skin pale, she wore a thin, dark purple magical robe, and held a crook-like object that resembled both a magic wand and a whip, her lips curled in a bloodthirsty grin.

With black bat wings stretching behind her, it was the wings of a Pain Demon!

"Thorny Demon General Bransia..."

Wiping the blood from the corner of his mouth, Night Song got up from the ground, speaking in a cold, clear voice.

"The Demon King from Thunder County sure is resourceful... When did you guys become so obedient?"

"Depends on who's giving the orders and what the job is." Bransia spoke slowly, a seductive smile on her lips, "Coming to Demon City isn't easy, and since the esteemed lord invited us over for a little fun, why wouldn't I accept? Not to mention we get to teach the Dragon family people a lesson."

Night Song's pupils slightly contracted.

Three Platinum Level experts, and each one was as strong as him... This was completely beyond his expectation! It was also beyond Elder Zakro's expectation!

That Demon King was crazier than he imagined.

They had planned to flip the table, but they didn't expect the other side had already planned to blow up the house from the beginning.

A drop of cold sweat trickled down his forehead; never in these decades had he felt death so close.

"Give up, you are not our match, and the Dragon family behind you can't possibly be a match for our Lord either. The moment you chose to act in Black Wind Castle, you already lost. Lord Demon King has long been eyeing every piece deployed here. Why don't you guess why we haven't acted all this time?"

Thanos appeared on the other side of the alley, playing with the dagger in his hand, looking at Night Song, who was now a fish in a barrel, speaking unhurriedly.

"Lord Demon King is a generous person, he's not interested in uprooting the Dragon family, in contrast, he'll liberate you from that old fool Kamu's hands... I think it's a good thing for you as well. Serving an increasingly crazy old man for hundreds of years, aren't you sick of it?"

As one of the four demon generals, he was the most cowardly, yet he also performed the most diligently among all demon generals.

After all, the reason Luo Yan had landed in Thunder City was due to the teleportation array he had drawn.

However, Lord Demon King did not pursue his responsibility later and even allowed him to continue occupying the eighteenth layer of the maze as his fiefdom.

This enormous grace was something he had never felt from Reggie Dragon.

Listening to Thanos's words, a sinister smile curled up Night Song's blood-stained lips.

"Are you persuading me to surrender?"

"Why not?" Thanos said expressionlessly, "Gargoyle meat is not tasty."

"Hehe... Hahahaha!"

Night Song suddenly threw back his head and laughed, his expression instantly twisted, his expanding muscles ripping his clothes apart, his body unfolding like a massive Griffin.

The surrounding buildings were crushed into rubble, the chunks of rock the size of beans were catapulted out like cannonballs, falling onto nearby streets without causing a ripple.

"I only pledge loyalty to Elder Zakro alone!"

"To make me surrender—"

"In your dreams!"