After all, those enormous eggs carried their bloodline.
They might be the future hope of this race, and deep down, he still hoped they would survive.
The mission itself harbored profound malice toward these Saint Realm Experts of the Primordial World.
It had rather the air of a purge.
To strengthen himself, the Demon Emperor had no choice but to force himself to complete the mission.
But that did not mean he had to obey their rules.
Killing was acceptable, but exterminating every last one of them was not.
Perhaps it was the Demon Emperor's actions, or perhaps it was their clansmen's escape. Whatever the reason, the monsters' resistance suddenly weakened considerably.
Many even stood rooted to the spot, letting the others defeat them.
When only the last one remained, the group brought him before the Demon Emperor.
To their surprise, the creature spoke.
"Thank you, honored expert."
The Demon Emperor froze. Everyone stared at him in astonishment.
After all, these magic beasts generally possessed little intelligence. They were merely wild beasts that knew only reproduction, survival, and slaughter.
But this race was clearly different. Everything they did showed that their intelligence was far from low.
"You can actually speak the Chaos Language."
It was the common language of Chaos.
"Of course. Although we do not belong to this world, learning its language is not difficult. Sadly, perhaps after a few more eras, we may no longer even be capable of learning this language." The Soaring Serpent monster before him spoke with a mournful expression.
The Demon Emperor looked at him in confusion. "Why do you say that?"
The Soaring Serpent monster pointed toward his fleeing clansmen. "Unfortunately, we do not reproduce easily. Those may be the last of our race. In the future, they may cling to life merely