"Flagg?"

Carlo narrowed his eyes and spoke coldly.

The scorpion-like woman did not answer, and with a look of pride on her face throughout, she looked at Carlo condescendingly, an expression that was familiar to Carlo because he had looked at others like this countless times.

Disdain and play, like looking at a worm trapped in the palm of your hand.

A hint of surprise suddenly appeared in Flagg's eyes, "You weren't strangled to death by the Demon Blood Vine?"

Perthmia's howl was still in his ears, and he remembered the scarlet giant net that had just covered the sky, and his consciousness seeped into his personal space, and sure enough, the demon chrysalis that was originally just cracked was now completely broken into a pile of pieces.

"The will of the dark flames has brought us together, and I would like to thank you for saving me a lot of effort." Flagg giggled, "I can already smell the seductive scent coming from you."

"Me too.."

Carlo grinned, a fierce grin.

"Hmph.." Flagg sneered disdainfully twice, seeming to lose interest in speaking, and she yawned lazily and waved her hand gently.

"Break every bone in his body.."

The surrounding Archon Demons had cold and vicious expressions on their faces, especially one guy who had lost most of his arm, and the resentment in his eyes almost overflowed when he looked at Carlo.

One, two, three.. There are a total of thirty-four Commander-level demons, of which three are above the Intermediate Commander.

Carlo swept around, and his face did not have the slightest despair or grief on the verge of death, nor the madness of the trapped beast, but sneered.

This guy is crazy?!

The Archon demons had a mockery in their eyes, and Flagg's eyes were even more contemptuous.

Carlo's gaze swept over the faces of each of the Archarch Demons, and with a playful expression, he spoke, "You should know my identity by now... After Terraria died, I got some of it."

"So what? I still can't save you."

The Leader Demon, who had a meat claw cut off by Carlo, said viciously that it was the only one injured on the field, and hated Carlo so much.

"Idiot!"

Carlo scolded unceremoniously, and the other party's face was ugly, and he was about to reply, but he heard Carlo continue: "Don't you understand what I mean?

Carlo's face showed a rampant arrogance, and he sneered: "Moreover, I am willing to pay ten times the price of what she promised you." ”

There was silence on the field, and Flagg squinted at Carlo, a playful smile on the corner of his mouth, as if he wanted to play some trick.

"What about tenfold?" a voice rang out, a thin, shrewd-faced fellow, "you're dead, and everything is ours."

"So you're stupid." Carlo burst out laughing, and the Lords of the Demons showed their anger, but Carlo didn't care at all and continued, "If I die, then you are not far from death."

The Archarch Demons froze.

Carlo looked at Flagg and smiled, "What do you think you can gain by working with this woman... Don't forget, behind her stood Demogorgen..."

The Ruling Demons fell silent, and after a shrewd moment's thought, their faces became gloomy, and the stupid ones asked loudly, "So what?"

Carlo snorted and sneered, "Think about it with your pus-filled brain, will Demogorgen share the interests of all of Pazunia with you idiots?..

Carlo looked Flagg in the eye and whispered, "I don't know what agreement this woman made with Demogorgen, but you..."

Carlo looked around at all the demons and sneered, "I can't run away from any of them, not only will I not have to eat them in the future, but I will vomit out all the things I ate before."

Carlo's words exploded on the field like thunder, and all the demons looked at each other with their eyes flashing, accustomed to betrayal and deception, and felt that this possibility could not have happened.

"But I'm different." Carlo exclaimed: "I don't belong to any force, there is no one standing behind me.."

"You've been trading with Abron of the Ethereal Legion." Someone retorted.

"It's just a deal. Carlo spread his hands helplessly: "I can't eat a piece of cake as big as the molten iron lake alone... When the time comes, you will be my allies, and what I have, you will always have a share."

"I'm still saying that.." Carlo chuckled, pointed at Flagg and said to all the archarching demons, "What she promised, I would like to be ten times higher... It's very simple."

"Just don't meddle in the private affairs between me and this cousin.."

Carlo smiled, but his hideous and terrifying figure behaved like a gentleman, although the demons did not know how to appreciate it.

With the madness and ruthlessness of demons, and the eloquence and cunning of demons, Carlo succeeded in moving the demons, and the killing intent surging in their bodies has subsided little by little, and even less hostility towards Carlo.

"Flagg.." A demon urn said angrily: "This guy is right, the matter between you should be solved by yourself."

"Yes, the battle of the heirs should be fair.."

Another shrill voice followed.

Carlo laughed, fair, it was a big joke to say these two words in the abyss, but, no matter what, the result he wanted had already been produced.

Without dozens of Ruler Demon's helpers, even if Flagg was a high-ranking Ruler, he still had the hope of fighting.

Chances are no longer slim.

But the only thing that made him feel a little sad was that Flagg didn't say a word the whole time, just squinted his eyes and watched him move the idiots as if he were watching a clumsy performance by a clown jumping off the beam.

As if there was some kind of agreement, the Arching Demons gradually retreated, and even the demons who had one of their arms cut off by Carlo retreated, and they would not reappear until he and Flagg had decided the winner.

The scene suddenly became much empty, the killing on the ground continued, and Carlo's demon army quickly dwindled, and he saw Adam running like a mad beast among the many war lizards, covered in scars, and Perthmia howling miserably, his tumbling body crushing one demon after another into flesh.

The crisis has not yet been solved, and the next is the most critical time.

"You're a lot more cunning than I thought, at least smarter than those idiots.."

Flagg's thin lips spit lightly, his mean face suddenly turned cold, and he said sharply: "But do you think this will give you a chance?"

Flagg clapped his hands, the dark brown rocks on the ground squirmed, and several burly figures slowly stood upright, their small and narrow eyes flashed with a cruel light, their thick tails swayed behind them, and their breath was obscure and dark, they were commander-level war lizards.

Not only that, but the void on both sides of Carlo burst through long cracks, and a cold aura flowed out, and two knights in decaying armor shrouded in a thick dead aura rode out.

Death Knights, the triumphant creations of Demogorgen, these undead warriors were each the most courageous and righteous men in their lifetimes, and after the most evil ritual transformations, they became the most notorious enforcers of Demogorgen's men.

Carlo finally knew where Flagg's fearlessness came from, and from the beginning, she had relied not on the random group of demons who had come to dominate her, but on the power that Demogorgen had bestowed upon her.