"Not at all!"
Zhou You replied calmly, "The moment he appeared, he started killing people without a single word of nonsense!"
"Could it be that you still suspect he was invited by me?"
The prefecture governor next door repeatedly waved his hands. "I have absolutely no such intention. Demon Weapon Overlords are all utterly deranged; colluding with them is no different from seeking a tiger's skin. There can be no good ending."
"A major case happened last year. A bastard son of an aristocratic family dreamed of becoming the disciple of Winged Demon Felt, the Demon Weapon Overlord. In the end, his entire family was slaughtered, and their skins were stitched into Winged Demon Felt."
He paused here. "Once a demon weapon enters the body, one no longer possesses the mentality or thoughts of an ordinary person. They simply do not regard others as their own kind. Even those who wield demon weapons will slaughter one another."
The more Zhou You listened, the more astonished he became. This prefecture governor understood demon weapons quite deeply. Clearly, he possessed some extraordinary channel of information.
"I have yet to ask..."
"It is nothing much. Throughout history, demon weapons have fought for supremacy. From tens of millions of sacrifices, one Overlord emerges. Then, the Overlords of every generation gather like storm clouds, weeding out the weak and preserving the strong. The final victor becomes... the Supreme Demon Weapon!"
Zhou You was completely unable to remain calm. Knowing even this much was definitely beyond the reach of any ordinary information channel.
He had learned the rules of the game from the Heart Demon Ring, but where had this prefecture governor learned them?
"To be honest, I once had a close friend. His name is inconvenient to reveal, for the sake of protecting his reputation."