“You’ve suffered a backlash.”
A Demon King’s contract was not something one could easily break. Even though Bei Xibo could not use mental hypnosis or brainwashing to erase a necromancer’s consciousness, the moment He Muman formed a thought or took an action detrimental to him, the Abyssal worms would curse and erode her. Even the black mists born of the Abyss could transform into wraiths that endlessly seared a traitor’s soul.
“I only have a few days left to live. So… if the information I provide is useful, I hope you’ll grant my final wish.”
She...
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