Inside Gray Mist Space.
"Messenger! We... we can't control Behemoth anymore!"
The Dark Elf elders hurried into the Messenger Hatred's resting place, but the instant they stepped inside, the gray mist forced them back.
"Do not disturb me!"
Hatred's voice carried fury, and the Dark Elf elders could only leave his resting place in a panic.
Without the Dark Elves' interruption, Hatred directly poured his consciousness into the avatars under his command.
In less than three days, Hatred had already sensed a threat from those invaders.
More than half of his remaining energy had been depleted, and even suppressing the will of his second host, Behemoth, had become difficult.
At this rate... Hatred really would be destroyed by those people!
Over the past few days, he had tried countless ways to obtain energy, but the plagues in Steel Country and Frost Country had already been cured. Stirring up hatred between the races of the two countries again was far too difficult.
At present, the only thing sustaining Hatred's energy supply was the rebel army from Coastal Country, but it was still not enough...
As Hatred considered how to obtain even more energy, another adventurer barged into where he was.
He spread his fingers, ready to kill this person, when a thought suddenly flashed through Hatred's mind.
Humans were humans after all, creatures swayed by emotion.
From the attacks over the past few days, Hatred could tell that someone had hired those adventurers.
Then perhaps Hatred could try hiring them in return?
The moment that thought surfaced, Hatred did not rush to kill this "lucky adventurer."
He looked the adventurer up and down. This person had a rainbow-colored unicorn head and, judging by her build, was likely an elf.
"You... answer me a question," Hatred said.
"Found it! The Final BOSS's