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Chapter 110, Page 109: Conspiracy, Three Demon Generals Gather

Just as Gu Yuan was sorting through the harvest, outside the capital...

As dusk settled, it stained the last glimmer of light in the forest black.

The river flows gently by.

"Everyone, you've all arrived."

A young man, three meters tall with a greatsword slung over his shoulder, spoke in a nostalgic tone to several demons of different appearances in front of him.

His two horns protruded from his metal helmet, his left shoulder was covered with spiked armor, and his body was covered with striped tattoos.

One "Lightning" Hugh Lake.

One of the demon generals.

"Um."

Facing his direction, a man with a human head and a snake's body responded with a very brief nasal sound.

His tail swept lightly across the ground, his face was cold and stern, a metal eye mask completely covered his eyes, his four arms hung quietly at his sides, and his blood-stained long hair was spread out down to his waist.

One of them, "Leifeldi, the master of divine skills," is also a demon general.

Hugh Lake's nose twitched almost imperceptibly, and then he caught a whiff of the lingering, strong smell of blood on Reifeldi's body. A knowing glint flashed in his eyes.

This colleague probably grabbed another meal on his way here.

He was already used to this kind of scene, and his gaze immediately turned to the third person present.

"Thunder" Donna crossed her arms, clearly having no intention of exchanging pleasantries with the two, and went straight to the point, her voice icy:

"To make a long story short, just the three of us? What's your plan?"

She frowned, making no attempt to hide the doubt in her eyes. "With your appearances, infiltrating the capital would be tantamount to exposing yourselves. How are you going to assassinate that human named Gu Yuan?"

Even if a giant and a giant snake suppress their bloodthirsty nature, entering the city would attract great attention, making it impossible for them to move normally.

"Hahaha~"

Just then, a clear yet slightly wicked laugh suddenly came from the dense forest on the opposite bank of the river, breaking the heavy darkness of the night.

Donna's muscles tensed instantly, her gaze shooting like lightning towards the source of the sound, and she demanded sharply:

"Who?"

She could sense that the magical aura was very familiar, undoubtedly belonging to the same race.

However, according to the information she received, there shouldn't be a fourth participant in this operation unless it was the one that Shurahat had mentioned before?

He silently used magic to condense a weapon spear and gripped it tightly.

"Looks like I've arrived just in time; the real show is yet to come."

As Donna remained on guard, accompanied by a leisurely tone, a figure slowly emerged from the shadows of the dark forest.

The newcomer was tall and strong, about 2.2 to 2.3 meters tall, wearing a well-tailored jet-black outfit. His long, dark hair was casually draped over his shoulders, and he had a faint smile on his lips and a nonchalant look in his narrowed eyes.

— Livale, the "Bloody God of War".

In this era, the Demon race ranked third among warriors.

"Senior Donna, it's been 150 years, but you still look as radiant as ever."

Livale greeted him with a smile, his tone relaxed and natural, even carrying a hint of human aristocracy, which was quite different from most of the demons who only knew how to kill.

Even Reifeldi, who had been expressionless the whole time, slightly turned his neck.

He looked at Livale, as if recalling the equally "emotionally rich" and unpredictable Demon King, a faint ripple flashing in his eyes.

"It really was you."

Donna suppressed the slight surprise that flashed through her mind, quietly breathed a sigh of relief, the spear disappeared from her hand, her expression remained cold, "Shurahat told me before that you might not be able to arrive on time because the journey is extremely long."

"It seems I've been outsmarted by him again."

Livale chuckled and shook his head:

"He wasn't lying to you. I did just escape from the Snow King's court north of the continent, and I almost took the head of that Ice King."

"Upon receiving the urgent message from the Demon King's Castle, I immediately rushed over at full speed, thankfully I didn't miss this good show."

His gaze swept over the crowd, settling on the hazy moonlight of the capital city in the distance. A hint of amusement in his voice, "So, that 'powerful enemy' worth our mobilization is right there now?"

"Not bad." Donna crossed her arms. "The target is currently within the capital and possesses a demon-sealing mine that specifically counters our race, posing a significant threat."

"We must find a way to lure him out of the city before we can take action."

"Now that everyone's here, let's talk about how to lure them in and who will lead the attack?"

Upon hearing this, Hugh Lake swung his greatsword, sending up a gust of bloody wind:

"I'll do it! But—before I start, I'm a little curious."

"That human brat killed so many of our clan's experts before, why did he wait until today to decide to settle accounts?"

Donna gave him a warning look and explained succinctly:

"He grew up too fast. By the time we realized the threat, he had already entered the capital of the unified empire."

"That is the heartland of the Goddess Church; to rush in recklessly would be tantamount to courting death."

"I see." Hugh Lake nodded in sudden understanding, his greatsword tapping lightly on the ground with a dull thud. "So, the key is how to lure him out and lead him to a suitable location far from the capital?"

"That's right." Donna nodded. "The location must not be too close, otherwise the church's support will arrive in an instant, and we will both be in trouble."

A brief silence fell over the scene.

How to lure a powerful warrior who is holding a human fortress is indeed a tricky problem.

Just then, Livale chuckled softly.

"Oh."

The sound broke the silence and instantly drew everyone's attention.

He raised his hand and touched his chin, a thoughtful and profound look flashing in his eyes:

"What's so difficult about that? No matter how strong he is, he's still human at heart."

"And one of humanity's greatest weaknesses is that it will always protect its weaker fellow human beings."

"Senior Donna just mentioned that he possesses a Demon-Sealing Mine?"

"If I remember correctly, this item is priceless because it is inherently incompatible with my race, and its distribution channels must be secretive and limited."

"Anyone who handles this item on a long-term, large scale must have a very close relationship with him. Since that's the case—"

He looked at Dongna, and hesitated for a moment:

"It's inconvenient for us to go into the city."

"But with your speed, kidnapping those humans, creating a seemingly ordinary 'heist,' and then 'inadvertently' leaving clues pointing out of the city—shouldn't that be too difficult, right?"

"As long as he comes out."

A confident smile played on Livale's lips. "My fists will prepare the outcome for him. Senior, you only need to lure him to the designated location."

Donna's eyelids twitched slightly.

She originally only planned to deliver the fatal blow at the last moment, but she didn't expect to be responsible for the most dangerous part: seduction.

But she quickly weighed the pros and cons and concluded that although Livale's plan involved risks, it was indeed the most feasible approach at the moment.

Exploiting human weaknesses is far smarter than these few conspicuous demons forcing their way in.

".-.Can."

After a moment's hesitation, Donna coldly replied, "I will find the target."

"But you must be fully prepared to ensure a fatal blow and not give him any chance to retreat to the capital."

After she finished speaking, her serious gaze swept back and forth between Hugh Lake and Livale.

"That's natural," Livale said with a smile and a nod.

The other two demon generals also expressed their agreement in their own ways.

With the plot decided, the murderous intent in the forest spread like a tide, so thick it was almost suffocating.

A deadly storm that will shake the very foundations of the empire is about to quietly begin.