With their help, the two hundred thousand Tier 5 soldiers were all killed—not a single one escaped. The ground was drenched in blood, giving off a thick, pungent stench, while the seven Evil Flower Demons happily feasted on the corpses.
From beginning to end, Zhao Fu had never made a move. He had even remained seated on the grass without shifting an inch; they had handled everything. Without using the Nation-Guarding Artifact, Zhao Fu simply would not have been a match for them.
Mo Wulin carried the sinister youth over and threw him before Zhao Fu, then gave him a hard kick. This sort of fellow had actually wanted to possess her—he was practically insulting and mocking her.
The youth's face was full of terror as he knelt on the ground and began begging for mercy. "Don't kill me! Whatever you want, I'll give it to you. I'm the young master of Louye City, and my mother is the City Lord of Louye City."
Zhao Fu had no idea what sort of faction this was, so he looked toward the other demonesses. They did not know either; it was likely some small, insignificant power.
"Do you have any magical treasures or magical creatures? If you can satisfy me, I'll spare your life," Zhao Fu said to the sinister youth with a faint laugh. He had not forgotten his purpose: to search for magical treasures and magical creatures, as well as the remaining two demonesses.
The sinister youth kneeling on the ground hurriedly took out a large pile of magical items. Zhao Fu gave them a glance. Though they were all fairly decent, not one caught his eye.
"You think you can stay alive with just these?" Zhao Fu asked, somewhat dissatisfied, his eyes fixed on the sinister youth.
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