Level 11

Hearing this, Zhao Xu felt slightly relieved.

A Demon Lord willing to reason was a good Demon Lord. Unlike some low-IQ monsters, they rushed up to die as if they were scrambling to reincarnate.

At this moment, he had forgotten how he had nearly been slapped to death just moments ago.

He only had himself to blame for being too reckless.

Seeing Mount Celestia attack The Abyss, he had assumed it was his chance to stir up trouble. Without a second word, he unleashed spells and melee attacks, slaughtering two Balors.

Who would have thought one of them had such an important background? He had no idea whether it was a lover or a kept man, but that Lord of the Abyss had actually become so agitated that he chased Zhao Xu for hundreds of thousands of kilometers.

Did it really think extraordinary abilities had no limits?

Weren't these Abyssal Demon Lords supposed to be big shots from opposing factions, constantly at each other's throats?

Why hadn't any of them come lend a hand?

Zhao Xu's thoughts ran wild.

"Hm?" The voice in the void continued, "What is it? Don't dare answer?"

"No."

Seeing those Dark Green Giant Palms filling the sky, each more powerful than the Ninth-ring Spell Bigby's Crushing Hand, Zhao Xu knew that if he showed himself again, he would probably be killed without mercy.

"No, I was just a little puzzled."

Zhao Xu explained.

"Oh?"

As though his interest had been piqued, the nameless Lord of the Abyss asked, "Perhaps I can offer guidance to an ignorant lost traveler like you."

Thanks, but no thanks.

Zhao Xu immediately rejected the offer in his heart.

Listening to it would probably be a direct route to getting himself killed.

A Lord of the Abyss's "advice"? Anyone who listened