Among the Devil Race, Asmatos gathered a large portion of its soldiers.
At the same time, he secretly brought over the entire One-Horned Beetle Clan.
Only then did he discover that the One-Horned Devil Immortal was far from simple.
The fellow had already secretly rallied quite a few members of the New Devil Race.
The One-Horned Beetle Clan alone had dozens of New Devil Race commanders.
After Asmatos explained why he had come, they followed him toward the Vanguard Camp without the slightest suspicion.
Such trust even made him wonder whether he had fallen into the One-Horned Devil Immortal's scheme from the very beginning.
But on closer reflection, that seemed unlikely.
After all, his only connection to the One-Horned Devil Immortal had come through this mission involving the Human Race.
Under normal circumstances, they could never have met.
The One-Horned Devil Immortal would have had no way to arrange it, either.
Unless the fellow knew the Devil Race like the back of his hand.
To achieve that, he would have needed an immensely powerful intelligence network within the Devil Race.
Did the One-Horned Devil Immortal truly possess such strength?
Meanwhile, in a corner unknown to Asmatos.
Several New Devil Race commanders gathered together.
"We exhausted every means to push the One-Horned Devil Immortal to the forefront, yet this was still the outcome. If we cannot integrate into the Devil Race, the New Devil Race has no future."
"If we cannot integrate, then forget it. We might as well rebel against them. The One-Horned Devil Immortal was right. Since the Holy Monk exists, fate must still be on the Primordial World's side."
"If we can preserve the embers of our race in this war, we will already have done enough. Haven't you seen what happened to all those defeated races?"
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