The Level-8 Late-Stage Demon Emperor named Karazan not only excelled at concealing his aura and hiding himself, but also seemed to possess formidable infiltration and eavesdropping abilities.
The conversation between the Tenth Pharaoh King, Befu, and the others had clearly been conducted through Dominator voice transmission, yet this fellow had somehow intercepted part of it.
Of course, this might also have been because the Tenth Pharaoh King had not employed a more sophisticated and complex form of rule-based communication.
Karazan Demon Emperor laughed uproariously in the sky. "Comparing me to that piece of trash, the Fifth Pharaoh King—is that your way of looking down on me?"
"That stinking old woman is already dead. Our Evil Tide Civilization merely set a trap, and she could not wait to crawl right into it."
"Pity I did not take part in the battle to kill her."
"But I do have something here that once belonged to her."
"Doesn't your Minghe Empire enjoy flaying the skin off its opponents alive? As it happens, the Fifth Pharaoh King's skin was judged by our Evil Tide Civilization to be an exceptional concealment-type item."
"It does not even need additional tempering by laws. It is already a World-Class Secret Treasure of considerable quality."
"To strengthen my concealment and infiltration abilities, Lord Six-Winged Demon Ancestor personally gave me the Fifth Pharaoh King's skin."
"Would you like to see it?" Karazan Demon Emperor's unbridled laughter echoed throughout the Alliance Assembly venue, both inside and out.
This Level-8 Late-Stage Demon Emperor seemed not to understand the meaning of restraint.
Or perhaps, having already been discovered, it was trying to use this method to strike at Wizard Civilization's resolve to resist the Evil Tide.
Yet the first to be provoked by Karazan Demon Emperor was not Befu and the other Wizard