Holding Despair Castle

Above Despair Castle, six Legendary experts faced off from afar. The Power of Law around both sides intertwined. Though they had not yet fought, heaven and earth had already changed color, and the elements roiled.

On the high platform, this was Roland's first meeting with the three Legendary Demons from Kukull Basin.

He looked up, his gaze slowly passing over the three Legendary Great Demons in turn.

A Level 19 Legendary Minotaur Demon. Not much of a threat—given the chance, he might be able to kill it.

A Level 20 Legendary Eight-armed Blade Demon. Powerful in battle; not an enemy to provoke lightly.

A Level 20 Legendary Balrog. A descendant of a true name. Untouchable.

Roland rubbed his chin as thoughts flashed rapidly through his mind.

At that moment, seemingly sensing Roland's concealed gaze, Totorichi suddenly lowered his head from the sky, his ruby-like eyes staring directly at Roland.

The next moment, a vicious smile appeared on Totorichi's face as he abruptly said, "Roland, do you want to know how I gathered more than a hundred thousand elite Mid-tier Demons along the Blood Hell City front right under the noses of Autran and the Storm Kingdom?"

The moment those words were spoken, Freddy and Matthias's expressions changed drastically. Freddy in particular hurriedly turned his head. "Roland, demons are cunning and treacherous. He is deliberately trying to drive a wedge between us. Do not believe them."

Roland curled his lip. Demons were cunning and treacherous? As if Freddy was any better. If Freddy had possessed even a shred of decency, the Autran Kingdom would not have fallen into such dire straits.

Seeing Freddy's panic, Totorichi's eyes lit up with delight. Before Roland could question him, he continued, "Hmph, Freddy, your skin is truly thick. Who was it that came to us,