The demon soldier crawled through the passage for a while before reaching a cavern.
Sensing movement outside, the Low-Rank Demons in the cavern immediately sprang into action, instinctively picking up the stones beside them to prepare for a fight.
Only after recognizing the demon soldier did they relax.
He was used to this, too. He simply took out some basic food, mostly scraps of meat and grain, and distributed it among the demons there.
The Low-Rank Demons immediately began eating. There was not much food, but it was enough.
After watching them finish, the demon soldier turned to leave. Just as he was about to go, however, an extremely frail Nightmare Ram-Horned Demon behind him called out to stop him.
"Can what you spoke of really come true?" the Nightmare Ram-Horned Demon asked somewhat hesitantly.
He merely answered with certainty, "It definitely can. Things certainly won't be like this in the future."
With that, he turned and went out. The demons behind him said nothing, merely watching him leave in silence.
In the past, he had accompanied a capture squad on missions, though he had really only been an odd-job worker hauling corpses. Then, during one operation, Huo Yuhao had led demons to defeat their squad.
The captain leading them had been killed outright, and most of the other squad members around him had died as well.
He and the few remaining demon soldiers had become prisoners.
Of course, at first, he had not known what a prisoner was. He had merely seen that the other side had stopped attacking, and so he had thought of continuing to live.
At the time, he had thought he might have to split once to provide the other side with more food, or become a soldier under another Demons Monarch.
But whatever happened,