"The King of Abilities was a Skyfather all along?"
The Three-Eyed Demon was stunned. He was about to ask a question when the Lord of Order shouted impatiently, "Are you having a tea party?
"Demon, I'll settle this with you later. Stop making trouble and hurry up and kill your two opponents. Are you useless? You've been fighting two temporary Skyfathers for this long and still haven't beaten them?
"Three-Eyed Demon, stop wasting time. Go all out and kill the King of Abilities. Get moving before I lose my temper."
Both the Demon Clone and the Three-Eyed Demon bristled at the Lord of Order's rebuke. Who do you think you are, ordering us around like this? Don't we have our pride?
Despite their displeasure, the Demon Clone and the Three-Eyed Demon hesitated, then chose to do as the Lord of Order said. The bigger picture came first, after all.
Before attacking, the Demon Clone sent Chthon a telepathic message. "Chthon, tell the Lord of Negative Energy that the Lord of Order has lost his temper. Don't blame me if I stop holding back and kill the Grand Commander."
Chthon knew perfectly well that the Demon Clone was really demanding compensation. Naturally, he couldn't let the Demon Clone kill the female commander. She was one of his people, after all—or rather, he thought she was.
"Demon, kill the Void Demoness first. We can discuss everything else afterward."
After some thought, Chthon gave his answer. The Demon Clone snorted. "You'd better hurry, because I won't take long."
Chthon's head ached a little. With the Demon Clone acting so arrogantly, he was practically begging to be humiliated. Chthon shook his head and contacted Scar. "The Demon Clone is demanding compensation from us. Otherwise, he'll kill Commander Rita."
"That bastard. I already gave him