The Demon Emperor had barely finished speaking when two figures suddenly appeared behind him.
"Young brother, are you looking to join the Chaos Faction? I'm all for it, with both hands and both feet raised."
"These three bastards have always relied on their superior numbers to act high and mighty, calling themselves the righteous side while attacking our Chaos Faction however they please."
"Bullshit! We're just living our own lives. How does that make us chaotic? Have we been eating your precious medicines?"
"We ought to fight them, make them suffer, hurt them, and make them pay."
Demon Emperor Daochen was slightly startled, but he still turned around without any change in his expression.
A fellow covered from head to toe in heads had appeared behind the Demon Emperor, with one of his heads staring him straight in the face.
It was an extremely rude position, their noses almost touching.
The Demon Emperor casually waved his hand, slicing that head clean off, then smiled faintly. "Sorry, I don't really like people getting so close to me. It makes me strike back on instinct."
The man paid it no mind, and the severed head quickly regenerated. "You really are a man who follows his heart. I like that."
"With strength like that, you're stronger than the average Super Overlord. With you joining us, we won't have to fear these three Eternals."
Demon Emperor Daochen smiled faintly. That certainly put him on quite a pedestal.
"My lord, I'm only in the perfection realm. I have some strength, but I wouldn't dare compare myself to an Eternal."
"Still, dealing with a few Six-Star Worlds or seven-star worlds would be as easy as turning my hand."
Enge and the other two exchanged glances, wariness showing in their eyes. If the Demon Emperor made them