"Kanus..."
At the mention of that headache-inducing name, Meng Chao's eye twitched instinctively.
He really should have killed that sinister, cunning Doomsday Demon Wolf sooner.
Twenty years ago, perhaps. Or even thirty?
But if he had killed Kanus at the very beginning of the alliance between Dragon City Civilization and Turan Civilization, it would certainly have prevented all the despicable little schemes Kanus would concoct thirty years later in an attempt to snatch the throne of "Supreme Leader of the Chaos Faction" from his hands. Yet it would also have created countless new problems.
For example, without Kanus, that Another World Native, to thread the needle, neither the Turan Orcs, ogres, undead liches, nor Abyss Demon Race would have trusted the Earthlings so easily or formed a strategic alliance with them.
And in the war against the Holy Light Faction, Kanus had displayed the standard expected of the "Doomsday Demon Wolf." He could hold his own and turn the tide at critical moments. He was a deputy commander Meng Chao could trust absolutely—after all, in the original timeline, it was this orcish hero who had served as the "Supreme Leader of the Chaos Faction."
There was no helping it. Some problems in this world simply had no right answer.
Even if he could foresee the future, Meng Chao could not calculate which year, month, and day would be the best time to eliminate Kanus, nor how he should clean up the aftermath afterward.
His hesitation made Gu Shao Yu's smile grow even brighter.
"Looks like even the omnipotent savior has people he can't get rid of and things he can't accomplish."
Gu Shao Yu sneered. "If you can't even handle a mere Doomsday Demon Wolf, how are people supposed to believe that your utterly mad blueprint can guide Dragon City