Recognizing the face under the shadow, Zakro squinted slightly, dispersing the Hell's Flas gathered in his hand.
Habi.
Over a hundred years ago, this guy served as a Centurion under his command. Later, with his help, he was transferred to the rear, and has been serving in the Logistics Departnt ever since. He could be considered one of the officers who had been under his protection.
As for why he hasn't been purged while Deputy Harvik of the Logistics Departnt was removed entirely, it's mainly because it's been too long, and his position is too minor. That insignificant at isn't worth attention, so he was forgotten.
Of course.
The main reason is that I haven't been captured. Even Minister Goliath himself couldn't possibly know all of my secrets, and if I were to spill everything, more than just the current people would be in trouble, at least several tis more.
To be honest, Zakro never expected to use this relation one day.
And the reason this guy remains loyal to him, even when he's fallen out of favor, isn't due to so deep sense of gratitude, but purely because he holds his weakness.
Regaining his calm deanor, Zakro waved his finger, conjuring a chair out of thin air. After sitting down slowly, he spoke.
"Tell slowly, has there been any result on what I asked you to investigate?"
"Yes..."
The demon standing bowing outside the Temple gulped, trembling all over, and said.
"I asked so old comrades to find out, and General Sebes has now been transferred from the dungeon of the Truth Departnt to the prison of the Intelligence Departnt... It's said to be because of a missing logistics supply worth ten million Kela."
Ten million Kela.
What kind of thing is that?
Zakro sneered, his eyes flickering with disdain, but his heart sank.
It seems the Truth Departnt and the Intelligence Departnt struck a deal.
With the influence of a re logistics departnt officer, it's natural not to learn the details of the transaction.
But with his experience, he could easily deduce from the faint clues that Sebes' cri was definitely more than what was publicly declared, and this also ans that Goliath really doesn't care about him anymore...
The dust has settled.
They've already begun handling the aftermath!
Zakro clenched his fists, his sharp nails digging deep into his palm.
Seeing Elder Zakro's ferocious expression, Habi hesitated for a long ti, finally biting the bullet and saying.
"Zakro... General. I have a suggestion, don't know if you would consider it. Over in the Aus Empire... there's a baron secretly loyal to us who dreams of having a master with wings and horns. If you don't mind..."
Smuggling from here to the Aus Empire's territory, while not using the Teleportation Array that might expose his identity... this matter is actually very risky, and it might implicate him too.
However, Zakro Dragon was after all his forr general.
Though more than a hundred years have passed, the esteed lord may have long forgotten such a small figure as himself, yet he couldn't bear to see his forr superior fall to this state.
But to Habi's surprise, after hearing his suggestion, Zakro's face turned ominous.
"You want to flee to the humans' land?"
A drop of cold sweat trickled down his forehead, and Habi quickly lowered his head, trembling and saying.
"I, I don't dare... But you, staying in Demon City isn't a long-term plan. I just want to lend you a hand—"
"I haven't lost yet!" Zakro angrily roared, interrupting Habi.
"Yes, yes!" Habi stood up straight, sweat pouring down his back like rain, not daring to say another word.
Zakro's chest heaved violently, his crimson pupils burning with a terrifying glare.
To hide on the human lands...
That would be worse than death for him!
At least dying on the land of Lord Demon God, he could still wake up as a noble High-level Demon in the next life!
Lord Demon God would not erase past loyalties due to a montary betrayal.
However, he was ultimately unwilling to choose like this, for once his mory is washed away, he would no longer be Zakro. Even if it's the sa soul, a new reincarnation ans becoming a new self, and all past glory would turn to dust.
For the sake of becoming the supre existence, for true immortality, he didn't know how much effort he had put in, how many cycles of Purple Moon he had invested!
Seeing success right at hand, yet it was intercepted by a kid who ca out of nowhere!
How could he be willing to accept this!
And at that mont, a mad thought suddenly flashed across Zakro's mind.
He hasn't lost yet!
Although Xino, with the Dragon family, has already surrendered, as an elder, he hasn't surrendered yet!
Even stripped of all his honors and titles, he still holds one last card to play—
And that is his Extraordinary Power!
Even if all honors and titles were taken from him, he is still a Horror Demon with Purple Crystal Level power!
Such mighty power would be the disaster of Demon King Level in any kingdom on Aus Continent, and naturally the sa in Hell!
Such terrifying strength makes solving a re Silver Level Undead Mage a piece of cake!
As long as he kills Luo Yan, prying out the secrets of Becoming a God from that kid's mouth, then lurking in the shadows to study them ticulously, after he becos a god, coming back to take revenge, not to ntion the Dragon family, even the entire Demon City would bow at his feet!
Yes——
He hasn't lost yet!
Having been the behind-the-scenes Black Hand for too long, he almost forgot he was a ruthless demon!
Thinking about this, Zakro laughed out loud, an enormous energy spreading uncontrollably around, even causing the space to wail under the strain...
Habi took a terrified step back, nervously watching Zakro, unsure of his plans.
Quickly restraining the overflowing Extraordinary Power, Zakro looked at the retreating, frightened Habi and said in a gentle tone.
"You just said... there's a baron in the human territory on the surface who is willing to submit to ."
Habi hastily nodded, swallowing a mouthful of saliva.
"Yes, yes..."
"Good, Habi, you've done a great favor, I will rember this." Zakro nodded approvingly, then continued.
"Contact that baron first, have him wait a little longer, I'll be there soon."
Habi blankly watched Elder Zakro walk past him, couldn't help but ask.
"What do you... intend to do?"
"What? Nothing, just going to reclaim what rightfully belongs to ."
Tossing this sentence casually, Zakro calmly walked out of the abandoned Temple. With a flap of the wings behind him, his figure vanished into the silent night sky, heading toward Black Wind Castle...
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