Demon Lord! A Demon Lord was a level nineteen powerhouse! Aside from the Wine Sword Immortal on Alvin Homeworld, Ye Luo had never seen any other level nineteen powerhouse.
Given the current strength of the Zerg heroes, even if they ganged up on him, they would probably find it difficult to take down the Golden Crow—and might suffer heavy losses in the process. But if they only wanted to borrow one or two feathers, the Golden Crow probably would not be that stingy, right? Of course, whether he was stingy or not depended on the strength of the requester, so it was necessary to show off their power first.
Ye Luo had gradually come up with a way to handle the situation. Looking at Umus, he said, "You are completely safe now. As long as you do nothing that threatens my Zerg, you will no longer be threatened by the Zerg. However, you still cannot leave. Wait until the war is over. Then, you will be free..."
Umus moved his lips, but said nothing. In the end, he merely nodded. Having followed Ye Luo all this way, he had already learned some things about the Zerg. Ye Luo's willingness to honor the agreement and spare his life was already like escaping death by a hair. Umus feared death, and because of that, his mind could be quite clear at times.
Yoda entered from outside at just the right moment, surprisingly holding a cup filled with green liquid. From far away, Ye Luo's keen sense of smell caught the scent of something like Sprite, a carbonated drink, coming from the cup. Yoda took a light sip, glanced at Ye Luo, and said, "Mm, not bad. Looks like you have found your answer..."
Ye Luo nodded. "The Force is everywhere. It truly