Huo Ling looked up at Tiamat in stunned disbelief.
Before coming to seek an audience with Tiamat, he had heard that Tiamat would wholesale Her devil creations—the Abishalon Devils—to certain devil lords as soldiers.
She would even sell the physiological structures of the Abishalon Devils, making it easier for those devil lords to advance those Abishalon Devils in the future.
Naturally, the profits Tiamat earned from selling these Abishalon Devils were used to fill Her dragon treasury.
Huo Ling had imagined all kinds of possible encounters for this audience with Tiamat, even making countless guesses beforehand.
But no matter what, he had never expected something this absurd.
Tiamat actually wanted to sell Abishalon Devils to him!
Wasn't this just highway robbery?!
"What do you think?"
Tiamat's red dragon head slowly extended before Huo Ling, Her enormous dragon eyes fixed upon him.
Huo Ling swallowed and said, "Your Majesty, I do not lack garrison forces. My undead legion is more than sufficient..."
"Hmm!!!"
Tiamat's questioning rumble sounded out, and Her dragon eyes were almost instantly filled with even greater intimidation.
"I am willing to purchase ten thousand Abishalon Devils!" Huo Ling hurriedly changed his answer.
"Too few. Such a small number of children will not be enough to help you!" Tiamat's voice rang out again.
Huo Ling asked tentatively, "Your Majesty, how many do You think would be appropriate?"
A clear smile appeared on Tiamat's ferocious dragon face. She said, "I think... twenty million Abishalon Devils should be an appropriate number. You have never garrisoned the Bronze Citadel, so you do not know how fierce the Blood War is here."
"No, no, no! Your Majesty, that is far too many. I do not have that many Calamity Coins!" Huo Ling hurriedly refused.
What a joke. If he bought twenty million Abishalon