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"Everyone, what should we do now?"

The Giant King looked around, eyeing the remaining Demon Kings.

"There is no other way. It seems Ten Thousand Demon Mountain cannot reach a resolution to unite against the humans and launch a war. We can only prepare the funds and participate in the auction. Regardless, I cannot let a genius of my race fall into human hands; it has the potential to become a Demon King." The Crow King's eyes glinted with cold light as he spoke in a deep voice.

Even for the Hell Crow race, descendants with the aptitude to become Demon Kings are far too rare. At most, they reach the Grandmaster level and hit a wall; to ascend to Demon King, one needs aptitude, opportunity, and resources—none can be lacking.

It can be said that losing such a descendant is equivalent to losing a future Demon King; this is an unbearable weight.

"If we cannot attack the humans, then we have no choice but to agree to their demands. However, before that, I will contact a few human Kings and hope they will step in to help secretly rescue Rabbit Linglong and the others. Although it will require paying some price, at least we won't have to lose face at a public auction." The War Rabbit King stated its decision.

Even though the Demon Race and the Human Race are like fire and water, there is still some connection between the Kings. Even if they aren't as close as brothers, they share a common friendship.

If it asks for a favor, presumably some human Kings will give it some face.

"That is all we can do." The Giant King gritted its teeth. It never imagined that Ten Thousand Demon Mountain would be forced to such a degree by a