Alvin and Norman Osborn's plan not only stunned Fatty Wang Yuan; even Prince Baal was left utterly bewildered.
What kind of operation was this—protective relocation?
Was "buying" the house together with the "dragon" inside it a little too domineering?
The others had worked diligently all these years. Wasn't this a little too disrespectful to the "dragons"?
If Alvin offered to buy Moloch's territory, would he have to go with him? Earth was such a nice place, after all.
Zhang Qiang, however, didn't think there was anything wrong with it at all.
What did it matter if Manhattan Axe wanted to buy a church and take it home to decorate Hell's Kitchen? Who would dare refuse him?
Never mind that he was paying for it—even if he weren't, the Italian government might help with the demolition and relocation, and even cover the shipping costs!
As for what the Night Dragons thought, did it matter?
Demons had to be fought somewhere. The church had been moved over for them. Did they really have to keep guarding that city of Rome, where even parking was a hassle?
The world's most advanced demon-hunting industry was in New York. Wouldn't going there be a perfect match for their profession?
The Gun Club already had enough trouble on its hands. He really didn't want to get involved in matters concerning the Night Dragons anymore.
The only thing that needed consideration was Vanaheim, but that no longer seemed so important.
Hadn't Alvin said it? From now on, they could just find the Demon Hunters Guild whenever they needed to fight demons.
Once the Night Dragons were sent to Hell's Kitchen for protection, the passage connecting Vanaheim and Earth would be severed. What waves could they possibly make then?
From Zhang Qiang's perspective, those strange, mystical-sounding things were