Let me post two chapters first!
Pighead has to be out and about for quite a while today, with lots of things to take care of.
There's still one chapter left. I'll post it once I get home!
Within the Fourth Abyss, inside a bizarrely shaped castle that looked as if some ignorant child had casually kneaded it from clay, leaning crookedly as though it might collapse at any moment, a large crowd of demons and evil ghosts stood in black cloaks before an enormous bone mirror.
Dim light flickered within the bone mirror, clearly displaying the scene of Wang Zong's distant army suffering a "total collapse."
Seeing Wang Zong's logistics soldiers and slave soldiers raise their hands in surrender to Arthur's army in utter disarray, a one-horned evil ghost over five meters tall viciously kicked a short evil ghost barely one and a half meters tall flying.
"Damn Almon! When his army attacked us, they were invincible in every battle, yet faced with these feeble humans, he lost! He lost so shamefully! Could those damned humans possibly be stronger than us?"
The evil ghost who had been caught off guard and kicked away was also a proper lord within the Fourth Abyss. Though his territory was not large and he ruled only several million subjects, he was still a lord. As a lord, being kicked flying like that caused the fierce, savage bloodlust in his evil ghost bloodline to erupt. Drawing a sharp demon-head dagger, he stabbed it toward the one-horned evil ghost's lower back.
"Damn you, die!"
The one-horned evil ghost had been furiously voicing his contempt for Wang Zong. Never in his wildest dreams had he expected that the fellow he had just kicked away would stab him. The nearly meter-long demon-head dagger sank half a