Smelting the Moon

"Sending a child to be a spy? Is Shrek that short on people?"

Carl put the Skeleton Warrior away into the Netherworld Secret Realm, taking the chance to mock them as well.

He admitted that Huo Yuhao was outstanding, far more so than children his age, but he was still young. His life experience was limited, and his mind was far from mature enough to make him a qualified spy.

The reason he had revealed his identity before was to warn that brat not to cause trouble. He was supposed to complete his studies and the trade properly, then get the hell home.

It was not that Carl feared being unable to stop him. The problem was how to deal with things if the brat actually did something.

After all, he was Father's most important pawn. Killing him outright would be inappropriate, so Carl could only make things clear.

Unfortunately, he was too young after all and did not understand what an entire system meant. The Skeleton Warrior he had sent over alone already represented the foundation of undead magic. With that foundation, deriving the entire undead magic system would only take time.

Still, according to Father's plan, they had to keep giving that brat cheats and increasing his potential as a bargaining chip. Only then could they lure the God Realm into making further investments—such as sending over some materials to help the junior sister upgrade Sorrow of Ice.

"You think you can defeat us through remote control alone? What a fool's dream."

With a disdainful sneer, Carl opened a Space Gate and stepped into the Netherworld Secret Realm.

He had studied the information Father had provided from ten thousand years ago. The reason they had been able to outscheme the God Realm Deities was mainly because the gods'