I guarded Impel Down for a hundred years in the pirate world.

Are you depressed?

Figo had clearly become someone she couldn't recognize.

She said in a businesslike manner, "Ancestor Yi Fu, please use your sealing power on me with all your might."

Figo's sealing power expanded outwards.

Yana pondered for a moment, then nodded with slight surprise: "It seems that the progenitor Yifu has been burning the third lamp for quite some time now. I heard from Pull that you also burned the lamp in your body. Is it the second or the third lamp?"

"Second and third is armed forces."

Yana immediately smiled.

Physical strength and weaponry? In that case, among the progenitors who lit the three lamps, this Yi Fu progenitor's strength would rank among the top.

The fact that the demon race had unexpectedly gained such power made her feel a little better.

"Ancestor Yi Fu, could you briefly tell me about your origins?" she asked again.

"The Western Universe Sea is a small planet located almost at the edge of the explored universe. Even with the technology brought by the Demon Race's liberation plan, it took the humans there hundreds of years to decipher it."

I was born 120 years ago in a nation that called itself the 'Land of Gods'... They wanted to control the Fruit Army through me... The Revolutionary Army destroyed their rule and saved me..."

After listening attentively, Yana couldn't help but snort coldly, "The Celestial Dragons civilization born from the Liberation Plan? Well done, progenitor Ifu."

As for why 'Ifu' didn't reunite with his people after leaving that planet, she didn't ask. What if he was just afraid of dying? Asking would only make things awkward. His appearance in the Baiyi Star Cluster to participate in the counterattack against the Celestial Dragons was a sign of his loyalty to his people.

Of course, we still need to observe further.

She arranged for her subordinates to take Figo to his residence to rest, picked up a Den Den Mushi, paused for a few seconds, and then dialed the progenitor Helam to report the matter.

Chapter 228 Yi Fu's Advice

"Is it alright for you to stay here, Ancestor Ibn? This place was originally the residence of the Celestial Dragons. Of course, if you dislike the Celestial Dragons, you can move," Poole said.

“Let’s stay here. May I wander around as I please?” Figo asked.

"of course can."

After Poole left, Figo began to explore the manor, which had become a gathering place for the demons, on foot.

The demons gathered here this time are all the strongest among the demons. After all, they are preparing to launch a war, and the old and young would only be a burden.

The weakest creatures encountered on the road are at least SSR level, and kings are becoming increasingly common.

Since they had all gathered from all corners of the starry sky, no one noticed Figo's completely unfamiliar face, nor did anyone have the ability to discern Figo's strength at a glance—his strength was merely superficial.

Figo would simply nod and greet people as they passed by, and quickly walked around most of the area.

Suddenly, a commotion caught Figo's attention. He quickly went over and saw a demon kicking and punching a long-armed man.

The long-armed man clutched his head, letting out miserable groans as his body convulsed and he vomited blood. He was severely injured, but the demon showed no sign of stopping, as if he intended to kill him outright.

The demons in the surrounding area saw it from afar, but only glanced at it before going about their own business.

"Stop it, what's going on?"

Figo stood next to the demon.

Standing six meters tall and exuding an imposing aura, the demon immediately knew he should address Figo as "Lord".

"My lord, who are you? This guy? He was originally a slave cook for the Celestial Dragons. Because of Lady Yana's orders, when we were clearing out the Celestial Dragons, we not only didn't kill him, but we even removed his slave shackles. But this bastard actually spat into Lady Yana's food while she was cooking for her..." he reported.

"So childish, spitting instead of poisoning?" Figo looked down at the long-armed tribesman.

Demon race: "..."

The long-armed man grumbled, "I don't... I don't have any poison, hmph..."

The demon was furious and said, "These alien races are truly unreasonable! It was Lady Yana who spared his life. If you ask me, he should have been sent straight to join his Celestial Dragon master!"

Demons nearby, having overheard the events unfolding here, also gathered in a rage: "They're right! These alien races are all untrustworthy! Once our progenitor, Heram, leads us to dismantle the Celestial Dragons, we'll settle accounts with them one by one!"

The momentum is like a rainbow.

It was as if the war had already been won.

Figo thought for a moment, then silently withdrew.

……

In the center of the manor, Yana reported to Heram the good news that another powerful demon progenitor had gathered. She hung up the Den Den Mushi, propped her cheek on one elbow, and seemed to be thinking about something.

Suddenly, a subordinate reported that the powerful ancestor named Yi Fu had returned.

Yana looked surprised and sat up straight. Soon, just like the previous scene was repeating itself, Figo was standing opposite Yana again.

"What is it, Ancestor Yi Fu?"

"I'd like to ask what Yana, the Demon Princess, thinks about this war," Figo said seriously. "Do you think we can win? Or rather, what are our chances of winning?"

Yana frowned slightly: "The progenitor of Yifu is not optimistic about this war?"

“I think our demon race has virtually no chance of winning,” Figo said.

Yana's expression turned cold. Undermining morale before battle is a major taboo at any time.

She crossed her arms to her chest, and her surging aura spread throughout the hall as she said, "Does Ancestor Yi Fu regret coming to gather people?"

“Indeed, a bit.” Figo seemed oblivious to Yana’s threatening aura: “I just witnessed something outside. A slave cook, a long-armed tribe cook, who was rescued from the Celestial Dragons, was caught spitting into your food while cooking for you and was beaten half to death.”

Yana frowned deeply.

"Even a Celestial Dragon's slave is full of prejudice against our demon race. What about the other races in the starry sky?" Figo said. "That's why I say that our battle with the Celestial Dragons is almost certain to be lost. Even if Lord Heram kills a few more God Generals, it won't matter, because once the Celestial Dragons show signs of weakness, the other races in the starry sky will immediately join the war and attack us!"

"Even if all three progenitors lit all five lamps, let alone Lord Helam, we still couldn't possibly stand against the entire cosmos."

Yana was silent for a moment, then said, "We know what you're saying, but our situation isn't any worse than before. Are we just going to give up our chance to fight back against the Celestial Dragons just because we're worried about other races taking action?"

“It’s good to know. I was worried that the other tribesmen were too optimistic, and that even the Demon Child Yana or the progenitor Heram might have the same mentality,” Figo said. “I have a suggestion: retreat after a small victory.”

"Retreat after a small victory?"

"If we can gain the upper hand after launching the war, kill two or three more God Generals and wipe out a portion of the Celestial Dragons' army, then immediately retreat to the Western or Northern Universe Sea."

Separated by the chaotic star system, the wounded Celestial Dragons, recuperating and weakened, are neither able nor daring to cross it to fight us. They also have to contend with challenges to their dominance from other races. And the other races, naturally, will not interfere, nor are they capable of interfering in our affairs, which have retreated to the Four Universe Seas.

Yana pondered for a moment, vaguely feeling that the suggestion seemed to make some sense. As she lowered her arms, she restrained her aura, glanced at Figo, stood up, and gestured to the side.

"Please sit down, Ancestor Yi Fu. Could you elaborate on your suggestion? Why the west and north, and not the east or south?"

"Whether it's the hairless Queen Kailin or the newly emerged Starry Sky Supreme, Gaston Figo, they are both extremely powerful physical beings. Even the progenitor Heram wouldn't find it easy to kill them, would he? That would only start a meaningless conflict."

Upon hearing Figo's name, Yana's eyes flickered slightly, but she calmed herself down and listened attentively to the advice of the progenitor of the Yifu.

Figo left half an hour later.

……

Bayy Cluster 1.

Upon receiving another call from Yana, Helam listened patiently to Yana's relay of If's advice and said, "I understand."

After giving a simple answer, Helam hung up the Den Den Mushi, a slight smile appearing on his face.

"The 17th one?"

"The 17th one."

Sitting next to Helam, a demon boy with disheveled hair, pale skin, and dark circles under his eyes nodded slightly in response.

After thinking for a moment, he added, "The level of detail in the plan should be the top priority."

Since the demon race gathered, the lower-ranking demons felt that the time for a counterattack had come, the time for slaughter had come, and the demon race was about to rise up and become the masters of the starry sky. However, there were still some rational demon high-ranking members like Figo.

Figo was the 17th demon to advise the higher-ups that the demon race was almost certain to lose the war.

"First?" Helam thought for a moment, then smiled and said, "Indeed, he's number one. It seems a very clever fellow has arrived. Nimer, would you like to meet him? You might get along well."

"No, no, no, no, no." The boy shook his head vigorously. "He's not necessarily the smartest, just the most outspoken. He doesn't have the same reverence for his mother as others."

"I see... Ifu, the progenitor of the demon race who had no children? In the upcoming war, will he lead an army?" Heram asked.

“I’ll take a look when he comes over,” Nimer said. “In secret, in secret.”

Heram patted his most beloved son's head with a helpless yet affectionate expression: "When will you get rid of your fear of people? At the pre-war assembly, everyone will wonder why only five of my six demon sons have appeared."

"No, it's alright. Mystery is what boosts morale, Mother."

Chapter 229 Yi Fu Offers Further Advice

After seeing 'Ifu' off, Yana became more interested in this newly arrived progenitor.

Indeed, after the progenitor Helam lit the fifth lamp and killed the fifth god general, the people of the tribe became overly optimistic, and even she was the same. The reason was simple: the demon race had been suppressed for too long. After a thousand years of struggle without any hope, they finally saw the dawn. How could they not become arrogant?

In this situation, a demon who can remain rational, or rather, who is willing to be rational, must at least appear to have the demeanor of a great general compared to other demons, and may be able to lead a region.

The subordinates sent to conduct a brief investigation of this progenitor returned quickly. Yana was surprised to learn that Yi Fu had been in the starry sky for decades without even a bounty being offered, which showed how cautious and meticulous he was. Either he had been living in seclusion all along, or everyone who could reveal his identity had been killed.

Should we bring him under our wing?

Yana hesitated for a moment.

After she 'betrayed' Beelzebub, she did not take any of her younger brothers and sisters with her. Her current subordinates are all descendants of Khram from countless generations ago, and few of them are people she knows and trusts.

Just two or three hours later, this Yi Fu ancestor came to see her again!

"Is there something wrong now?"

Figo said, "I just left the Demon Princess Yana and met the Ancestor Dornkme. When she learned that I was a newly arrived Ancestor, she was very welcoming and invited me to a tavern in the human town to welcome me. I went with her."

The tavern was deserted, so the progenitor of Dornkme randomly broke into two houses in town, grabbed a few people, and used their lives to coerce them into finding the tavern's chef. Then, he used the chef's six- or seven-year-old child to force him to prepare food for us.

Yana frowned slightly.

“I don’t know what the three progenitors were thinking, but I feel that if things continue like this, the demon race has no hope,” Figo said seriously.

"In the upcoming war, I think we shouldn't just wait in the Baiyi Stars for the Celestial Dragons to be ready to encircle and annihilate us, right? If we want to fight our way out, we must keep the demon army under control, otherwise the consequences will be endless."

Slaughtering and bullying the weak will not change our situation in the slightest; it will only please the Celestial Dragons, as they can continue to proclaim the brutality of our demon race throughout the entire cosmos and incite resentment towards the demon race among all races.

In the upcoming war, I hope that our demon race can refrain from taking a single star coin or a piece of meat from innocent people, and try our best to avoid affecting innocent people. At the very least, we should strive to do better than the Celestial Dragons and change some of the preconceived notions!

After this war, if someone mentions the demon race again and can say something like, "I thought I was going to die, but the demons actually spared me, and they weren't as brutal as the rumors suggested," then that's a true victory!

Yana felt that these words sounded familiar.

As she looked at Figo's six-meter-tall figure, a triangular face appeared before her eyes.