Demon Emperor Daochen was utterly speechless, but he urgently needed to find his companions.
"Hello, I'd like to go to Battlefield No. 14. My companions are there."
The man gave him a strange look.
"Battlefield No. 14? I believe it's already fallen. Are you sure you want to go? Even if you went now, I'm afraid you wouldn't be able to save anyone."
"I wouldn't recommend going. It's far too dangerous there, after all."
Demon Emperor Daochen's expression grew grave. He hadn't expected the battlefield to be so perilous. Battlefield No. 14 had actually fallen.
I hope Chaos Heaven and the Heavenly Dao Saint King are all right...
Still, he didn't hold out much hope.
But no matter what, he had to go and see.
Now his feud with the Silent Netherworld had truly deepened.
This was the first time he had lost companions so important to him.
"Please, you must take me to Battlefield No. 14. No matter what, I have to see for myself."
The man looked the Demon Emperor over. He currently wore the appearance of a member of the Barbarian Emperor Ancient Clan and looked exceptionally fierce.
"Fine. You muscle-bound fellows just can't bend your thinking. Since you insist on going, I'll go with you!"
The Demon Emperor paused. "Then thank you, sir."
"My name is Chen Dao. May I ask your name, sir?"
The man smiled faintly. "No need to call me sir. I'm the Military Governor here, Crimson Flame Fire Spirit, ranked thirty-fifth on the Bounty List."
"What I admire most are people willing to take a blade through both sides for their friends."
"I like your character."
The Demon Emperor hadn't expected this appearance to be so well liked.
"You flatter me, sir. I just can't quite accept it. Earlier, I received word