"Everyone, what should we do now?"
The Giant King looked around at the few remaining Demon Kings.
"There's no choice. It seems Ten Thousand Demon Mountain can't reach a consensus on joining forces against humanity and starting a war. We can only prepare the money and take part in the auction. No matter what, I can't let my clan's genius fall into human hands. He has the potential to become a Demon King." The Crow King's eyes glinted coldly as he spoke in a low voice.
Even among the Hell Crows, descendants with the aptitude to become Demon Kings were exceedingly rare. Most could only reach the Grandmaster level, and that was their limit. To advance to Demon King, one needed aptitude, opportunity, resources, and more.
Losing such a descendant was tantamount to losing a future Demon King. It was a loss they couldn't afford.
"If we can't attack humanity, then we have no choice but to accept their demands. But before that, I'll contact a few human Kings and ask them to help us secretly rescue Rabbit Linglong and the others. It'll cost us something, of course, but at least we won't have to lose face at a public auction." The War Rabbit King announced its decision.
Although the Demon Race and Human Race were irreconcilable enemies, their Kings still had some connections. They might not be as close as brothers, but they did share a degree of friendship.
If it asked for help, some human Kings would surely do it a favor.
"We have no choice but to do that." The Giant King gritted its teeth. It had never imagined that Ten Thousand Demon Mountain would be forced into such a corner by a mere human. This was going too far!
But when you're under someone else's roof,