Dagmar had infiltrated Deep Valley at any cost, prepared to suffer serious injuries or even be surrounded and killed. What was it all for?
For the Godhead Fragment inside Han Hao!
Greed had destroyed his reason and driven him here in a frenzy. The subordinates who had followed him all this time were doomed never to escape Deep Valley, but he could abandon them all. For the Godhead Fragment, Dagmar had gone completely mad!
When he found not the slightest trace of a Godhead Fragment on Han Hao, the plunge from elation to disappointment drove him into hysterics. Growing ever more savage and vicious, he seized Han Hao by the front of his clothes and howled, "Hand it over! Give it to me!"
Han Hao watched the deranged Dagmar impassively, without sorrow or joy, alarm or fear, as though the person in Dagmar's grasp were someone else, as though he were merely a cold-eyed spectator!
"Commander, someone's coming! Hurry!" That subordinate heard the piercing whistles from afar and knew the experts of the Chaos Lands were probably all converging here. Seeing that Dagmar had gone mad, he hurriedly reminded him.
"Han Hao, hand it over, and I won't kill you! I promise, I absolutely won't kill you!" Dagmar held Han Hao in a death grip, his eyes blood-red, and barked out almost every word separately.
"Just kill me," Han Hao said coldly.
"Do you really want to die?" Dagmar growled, the veins on his forehead throbbing. A fierce struggle raged within him. On one hand, he wanted nothing more than to tear Han Hao into pieces; on the other, he wanted to learn the Godhead Fragment's whereabouts from him. He could not decide.
"Commander, there's no time!" His loyal subordinate's voice was already tinged with tears. Dagmar's usual composure had