Hunting Mel

Mel had two things he could do next: one was to sail south from Exar, and the other was to charge onto Demon King Island alone.

If the secret behind the demons' erased emotions truly lay in the southern sea, then there was absolutely no problem with checking the southern waters first.

The south was an endless ocean. When searching for the Witch Trench, it had been difficult to find even a place to set foot.

As long as the demons' emotional problem could be resolved, their threat would naturally be eliminated as well.

"To subdue the demons, I have to make a trip to Demon King Island before they regain their emotions."

Mel realized that these two matters seemed connected. The Blood-Soaked Demon God had not clearly said when Kiriri's master's problem could be resolved. Beings like that always liked speaking in riddles.

The risks were obvious. The Demon King's eight great generals were all keeping quiet now; the moment he stepped onto Demon King Island, he might be surrounded and beaten down.

Through the teleportation array in the Cursed Land, Mel returned to the manor in Hess City once more.

Archmage Guvis was still leisurely drinking afternoon tea in the courtyard, just as usual.

"You came back quickly this time!"

"Yes, because there are some things I'm preparing to do."

"What things?" Guvis became interested and hurriedly pressed for details.

What could matter more to him than an entire kingdom?

"I found a way to treat Kiriri's master, but it's somewhat dangerous..."

Mel stopped midway and decided not to continue. No matter the reason, he had to meet the Demon King. The Demon King's combat power might be terrifying, and his subordinates might be formidable as well.

But no matter what, that was not a reason for him