"Should we send people in to rescue them, my lord?"
Outside the New Realm, after confirming that Borton's Celestial God Contract had vanished, the Borton Faction immediately fell into chaos. Numerous high-ranking officers had to work hard to barely stabilize the situation. At that moment, a group of general-rank officers had gathered together to discuss their next move.
All the Legion Commanders had been drawn into the barrier. The only legion remaining in the Borton Faction was the Ninth Army's Legion Commander, the Dylan Demon—Garivex!
"Rescue?" At the head of the conference table, an extremely ferocious and hideous-looking demon sat upright. His face, resembling the reproductive organ of an abyssal bone-eating worm, twisted into a sneer as he stared at the surrounding demons. "What are you going to use to rescue them? Those who went with Borton were the faction's strongest elites. With you lot, who do you think you can rescue?"
The one speaking was Vickers.
The Dylan Demon Legion Commander's voice was sharp and unpleasant, grating like teeth scraping against each other. Yet what he said was utterly practical. Around the conference table, the deputy commanders looked grim, but for a moment, none of them could refute him.
The atmosphere immediately grew heavy.
However, compared to the gloom weighing on the high-ranking demons of the other legions, Weix felt unusually exhilarated. At present, he was the highest-ranking individual in the entire faction, whether in biological level or military rank. He felt as if the clouds had finally parted to reveal the moon.
The main reason was that Borton had suppressed him for far too long!
After Borton had risen to prominence with the Fallen Angel's full support and achieved a certain level of success, his maternal clan, which had always exploited him, recognized the situation. Realizing that they