Tang Yu's beautiful eyes showed no fear as she looked at Shen Mu Dian behind the Black Death Duke.
She had just been thinking about how to survive, but now it seemed death was inevitable.
Tang Yu felt the power of the [Progenitor], like a sea of darkness.
It was a power completely different from Dragon level.
Not something her half-baked Liberation could possibly handle.
"Tang Yu."
"Right... I've heard of your exploits. One of the few Human Dragons among the Wanderers still in their prime."
The Black Death Duke's rat head swayed as the wineglass in its hand spun rapidly, forming a vortex. "I'll give you a chance. Accept my [Pestilence] and become my subordinate. I'll let you live."
"Whether you agree or not, I'll only say it once."
The rat head's eyes were sinister and terrifying.
It did not actually care about Tang Yu at all.
What was a Dragon level, anyway?
What mattered were certain memories in Tang Yu's mind.
Ever since the [Immortality Tree] and the [Chairman] had vanished twenty years ago, the pestilences within the Royal Court had each developed thoughts of their own.
At the very least, any pestilence with a little intelligence knew that the [Divine Concealment] incident had been orchestrated by the [King God] and the [Holy Lord].
Once the Immortality Tree and the Chairman disappeared, the Disease Kingdom and the Holy Kingdom expanded rapidly.
The stronger the Black Death Duke became, the more clearly it understood the gap between itself and those at the very top.
What exactly was the secret?
Below.
Tang Yu's eyes shifted.
As a Plague Exterminator, she could never give up on the possibility of an operation.
It was already impossible to kill Shen Mu Dian under a Progenitor.
Then...
Tang Yu was just about to retreat.