A corner of the Demon Realm battlefield.
A crashed warship, though unable to fly, still had its Defense Array running and its weapon platforms operational. Half-sunk in a blood-red muddy swamp, it resembled a fortress. The comrades Zhen Bei had brought with him when he ascended were resting inside.
Besides the small group, there were over a thousand Snake Demon Soldiers and several hundred mercenaries who had followed the army to scrape up merit.
Among them, the Devil's towering figure was particularly eye-catching. If not for that mechanical-style armor and identity tag, he would probably have been beaten to death on the spot.
The Devil gazed up at the secret realm scene revealed beyond the heavens.
"I've been around for so many years and never heard there was a secret realm in that place. The devilish aura is pure and ancient, but it's a pity that old fellow is stubborn as a mule."
Second Brother, with his distinctive hairstyle, wiped the sweat from his face and rubbed his red, swollen cheek, waggling his brows at his Devil brother.
"How about you go save Old Devil? Maybe he'll take you on as his final disciple, pass down everything he's learned in his life, and make you the new generation's Great Devil."
After saying that, he handed out cigarettes one by one.
The Devil refuted him with a solemn expression.
"Second Brother, how many times have I said it? You can't eat things carelessly, and you can't speak carelessly either. I'm a devil with an Imperial ID. I'm a devil who awakened after undergoing fierce ideological struggle. How could I betray Big Brother and His Majesty? Sigh, being born into this was hardly my fault."
While griping, he accepted a cigarette, then bent over and skillfully lit one for Second Brother before