Arriving at the heart of the Demon Clanâs army, the masked figure finally stopped.
Looking at the imposing, fervent commanding members of the Demon Clan before him, there was no trace of fear in his eyes, only undisguised anger.
"Where is my daughter?"
"Here, she is fine." The Hill Giant, towering a hundred zhang tall, spoke with a voice as thunderous as a storm.
It extended a silver-gray hand larger than a house, within its palm lay a young girl whose eyes glistened with tears, collapsed on the ground. Upon seeing the masked figure, she cried out anxiously: "Father, save me, hurry and save me..."
"Xianxian!"
The masked man grew anxious and could not help but rush forward.
âWhoosh!â
A torrent of ghostly white flames suddenly descended upon the area a zhang ahead, melting the ground.
The masked manâs robe was scorched out of shape, shriveling into a clump.
"City Lord Xu, you must accomplish what you promised us before we release your daughter." The speaker was a Three-headed Lion Demon, whose eyes flickered with a hint of mockery.
Upon hearing this, the masked manâs gaze suddenly deepened.
"Father, save me, get me out of here..."
Hearing his daughterâs plea, he couldnât help but sigh: "Iâd rather fail the world than fail my daughter..."
"As long as you insert this into the array core of Huai Cityâs city tower, we will release your daughter." A Black Mud-like creature, the size of a calf and covered in countless writhing, wet white tentacles, approached the masked man.
It held up a red tentacle resembling those on its body in shape but different in texture and color.
"Can you really keep your word?" The masked man was indeed the Huai City Lord, and upon seeing this, he couldnât help but question.
"The Demon Clan values integrity more than your Human Race." The Black Mud-like creature sneered.
With that, the masked man reached out with difficulty to take the red tentacle, which was only a foot long, and then disappeared without a backward glance.
Moments later, two figures appeared in the scene.
One wore a blue Daoist robe, had a goat beard, and a pea-sized black mole on the right cheek, with three white hairs growing from it, his eyes filled with confident calculation.
The other was shrouded in a faint black mist, its form indiscernible, yet its aura was no weaker than that of the many Demon Generals present.
"Truly worthy of being named the Diviner, to foresee the City Lordâs daughter leaving the city for a stroll, enabling us to capture her and force the City Lord to comply, targeting the City Defense Array.
Otherwise, who knows when we could break the city?" The Black Mud-like Water Demon praised.
"Huai City possesses one of the largest Geng Gold mines owned by the Corpse-Driving Sect.
If we overtake this city, it will surely deal a significant blow to them." The Three-headed Lion Demon sneered.
"If we can really occupy this city, weâll have a permanent base.
By then, even if those wolf cubs come down, they wonât be able to drive us away!" The Hill Giantâs thunderous voice rose.
"Should we win this battle, the Diviner will earn the greatest merit." A Deer Demon with a translucent green gemstone embedded in its chest praised.
Of course, there were demons who were not convinced.
"If the Diviner is so powerful, why hasnât he found the Red Hero yet!"
Upon hearing this, the Diviner smiled confidently: "Iâve already narrowed down his general location. Give me a few more days, and Iâll pinpoint it precisely.
Then, Iâd need to trouble all of you to surround and kill him."
His fingers moved swiftly in calculation, but moments later, his tone abruptly changed: "This is bad, why has he completely disappeared!"
The Divinerâs expression turned extremely grim.
In his divination, the Red Heroâs aura had vanished entirely, as if someone had erased him from this world.
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