"Chthon, tell me your bank password—uh, no, tell me the location of your treasury and how to enter it. That's the first step in trusting me."
Wade grinned slyly and promised, "Don't worry, I'll never touch your assets. I'm Wade—a man of my word."
Chthon could not be bothered to respond to Wade. Anyone who believed even a single word from this guy was an idiot. What frustrated him was that he truly could not block Wade's voice; after all, Wade was branded onto his soul.
Chthon could only endure Wade's barrage of trash talk while discussing how to lift the Curse with the Great Demon God. At the same time, he had to keep an eye on the situation at Sea Fortress.
"King of Abilities asked the Mechanical Demon King to cast a Curse on me, which means he's preparing to make a move on Los Angeles. If we can't severely injure King of Abilities—or stop him—in this battle at Sea Fortress, he'll show up in Los Angeles before long."
After thinking it over, Chthon decided to increase his support for Sea Fortress. If they could defeat King of Abilities there, then instead of King of Abilities coming to cause trouble in Los Angeles, they would launch a counterattack against his bases.
Chthon did not waste time and instructed his clone, "Think of the big picture. Help Immortal Kang, as long as it doesn't harm our own interests."
"Wow, did the sun rise in the west? Chthon is actually taking the initiative to help someone? That's like a prostitute going straight."
Wade shouted noisily. Chthon's expression darkened a little. What kind of comparison was that? He was the mighty Great Demon God, a Multiversal Entity, and Wade compared him to a prostitute?
"The Mechanical Demon King deliberately sent this