"Damn it."
Andrew clearly had nothing to fear and was demanding an outrageous price. Scar couldn't help cursing. He said, "Three-Eyed Demon, whether the Demon Clone wins or we do, you're dead.
Even if we win, we won't be able to kill the Demon Clone. The clone will definitely escape, then come looking for you in Hell for help, unwilling to accept defeat.
If the Demon Clone wins, there's even less to discuss. You'll never escape those clutches."
"Heh."
Andrew chuckled and said nothing. In negotiations, as long as one side wasn't in a hurry, the other could only compromise.
Was Andrew in a hurry? What did he have to worry about? He wasn't the real Three-Eyed Demon. Besides, if the Demon Clone really came looking for him, he certainly wouldn't be the one crying.
Scar tried all sorts of arguments, only to receive a "Heh" each time. He nearly exploded with anger. Seeing the Demon Clone's attacks grow fiercer and fiercer, he had no choice but to compromise.
There was no other option. If he refused Andrew's terms, he would have to beg Chthon for help. Of course, Scar wasn't going to agree to everything.
"Command of half the Negative Legion. Three-Eyed Demon, I can't give you the entire Negative Legion."
Scar said coldly, "Half will be enough to guarantee your safety and give you a vast number of souls."
Scar sneered inwardly. You might live long enough to take them, but will you live long enough to use them? Once he dealt with the Demon Clone, along with the King of Abilities and the Void Demoness who had come to provide support, he would give half the Negative Legion to the Lord of Order as compensation.
When that happened, the Lord of Order definitely wouldn't spare the Three-Eyed