After this incident, the Losers Alliance naturally had no time to deal with the Werewolves and Vampires anymore. In fact, they wanted nothing more than to stay far away from this mess. Who knew how many traps that old bastard had buried?
Inside the cave, Werewolf Progenitor William suddenly sensed that something was wrong. But the feeling quickly vanished. William had gone mad long ago, so he naturally did not think things through. He immediately resumed the game he had played for centuries—ramming the door.
Unfortunately, the prison's iron gate had been carefully arranged by Victor. William had slammed into it for hundreds of years, yet it remained perfectly intact.
"William."
Hearing William's roar, Marcus grew anxious, yet he could not break free from Serena. He turned to the right and found Victor and Lucien still fighting without either of them being injured.
"I don't know who you are. Give me power, hurry and give me power. I can give up everything."
Marcus shouted in his mind. Unfortunately, Chthon and the others had no interest in this matter whatsoever. Wade had shown some interest, but Death immediately slapped him down. They had no intention of wading into this muddy water again.
"Objective achieved. As for farming reputation, let nature take its course."
Andrew shook his head and spoke to Serena telepathically. "Serena, as my servant, you have my Demon King Power within you."
Serena had always used the Demon King Power passively before and had never actively triggered it. Andrew had put in so much effort on her; the Demon King Power inside her was no small amount.
"How do I use it?"
Serena asked. Of course she did not believe Andrew was the Demon King—no one would believe that—but there was no doubt that Andrew's power existed