Hearing the Boasting Demon King's words, the Blood Demon King asked skeptically, "Really? Even I, the Blood Demon King, couldn't handle it. You can?"
"You have your methods, and I have mine."
The Boasting Demon King chuckled without saying more. The Blood Demon King said, "Fine. Once the others arrive, I'll give you some of my blood."
"Who else did you invite?" The Boasting Demon King's gaze flickered. He knew the Blood Demon King had found other helpers, but he did not know who they were.
"You'll see soon enough."
The Blood Demon King did not elaborate. The Boasting Demon King was somewhat annoyed; he hated people who kept others guessing. Then, pretending nothing was wrong, he stood outside the temple and observed it.
The Boasting Demon King had never entered the temple because he did not trust it. Andrew, inside the Divine Statue, looked at him with a faintly raised corner of his mouth. Another fellow pretending to be weak while hiding his strength had arrived. Interesting.
After observing for a while, the Boasting Demon King asked in surprise, "This temple is actually real? Blood Demon King, did you suffer a loss here?"
"Yes. I chased her here and got tricked by the Demon Queen using the Evil God."
The Blood Demon King gritted his teeth. Pretending to be an experienced senior, the Boasting Demon King said, "Blood Demon King, you still lack experience. You actually let the Demon Queen escape twice in a row. If it had been me, she wouldn't have escaped the first time."
"Let's hope you're not boasting. I'll be waiting to see your performance later."
The Blood Demon King snorted. The Boasting Demon King shrugged and entered the temple—he detected no problems and did not discover Andrew.
Then, the Boasting Demon King casually found