No Middlemen

Naimus understood one thing very clearly: when the profits were great enough and you were greedy enough, if you could not swallow it all in one bite, the best approach was to bring in a partner.

That partner had essentially been decided the moment Naimus recognized the Black Cage Lord as someone from the Church of Precepts.

The Clown Emperor was one of his kind. Precisely because of that, it was not suited to becoming a subordinate. Its strength was also somewhat lacking, making cooperation difficult.

Caught in an awkward position, the Clown Emperor could only serve as the provider of the lord's seat.

Alaros was highly capable and shrewd, but on one hand there was Kru, while on the other, Alaros possessed a deep understanding of the Church of Precepts. That could easily cause problems.

Thus, the Twin Demon could only be excluded as well.

That naturally left only Atata.

Strong enough, ruthless enough, and if not for these unexpected changes, it would have been the greatest victor of this planar battlefield.

At the same time, Atata had no ties to the Church of Precepts. For all these years, it had been managing the Shadow Plane and seeking opportunities to further expand it, sinking new Material Planes into it.

Therefore, Atata was the most suitable partner.

Atata looked at Naimus, its eyes full of vigilance.

It had indeed decided to cooperate.

But cooperation did not mean trust.

As everyone knew, Demons had no integrity!

So...

"Although you are special, whether you can take these territories still depends on whether you can demonstrate your strength!" Atata said as it mobilized the shadows. "Of course, it is also to make sure these people die reasonably enough, isn't it?"

Once Atata finished speaking, Jeff was the first to act.

He had already