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Chapter 816 - 479 Terror Devil Meeting (Two in One) _2

Chapter 816: Chapter 479 Terror Devil Meeting (Two in One) _2

But to their surprise, they had found the Plague Horror!

Yet the Plague Horror, far from being afraid, actually rushed headlong towards the kill squad.

Not only were the humans stunned by this scene, but even the Terror Devils were taken aback.

The Plague Horror’s physical condition was average at best, its combat strength quite ordinary; were it not for its special abilities, several of the non-player combat personnel could have taken it down.

The Terror Devils had been wracking their brains to protect it, not hesitating to deploy a large number of their own to hold the human kill squads at bay.

And yet... this fool had gone head to head with the human players, who had been trapped and just needed him to move to the right position to deliver a heavy blow to humanity.

Now, here he was with a steel rod he’d somehow snatched up, roaring as he charged at the kill squad, unstoppable.

In the end, one of the players decapitated him with a single slash.

The Terror Devils were dumbfounded; commanding them in this area was a Bloodline Duke, whose formidable strength even surpassed that of the Faceless Man.

Upon the death of the Plague Horror, the Duke nearly died of rage.

He quickly shook off the player’s siege and dismissed the Terror Devils. With the Plague Horror dead, the humans would dare to send more reinforcements, which was disadvantageous for the Terror Devils.

Afterward, he found his bioroid communicator in a corner, shouting angrily, "Convene the Parliament, I need to contact everyone!"

He suspected there was a traitor among the Terror Devils, for the human players couldn’t possibly leave their respective areas. The Plague Horror was obviously affected by some ability, so it had to be one of the Terror Devils, who alone had the freedom to move in this environment.

The bioroid’s eyes flashed blue, and holographic projections appeared around, representing the powerful beings among the Terror Devils; originally, there were nineteen of them.

After a series of events, only fifteen remained.

Worried about being focused by human fire, they used the bioroid’s holographic projection technology to communicate and connect.

With the Duke’s summon, one strange projection after another appeared.

Some were massive scaled fierce beasts, some looked like small children, while others were shapeless Elemental Creatures...

"Are the rest in battle?" the Duke asked with a frown, feeling the number of attendees at the meeting was too few.

"No, the Faceless Man and the Demigod Holy Sun have fallen in battle," replied the bioroid. "As for the others, they’re engaged in combat and cannot be contacted."

The Terror Devils didn’t react much, some even letting out a laugh.

Although allies, their relationships were strained at best.

They cooperated only begrudgingly, sharing the common goal of killing humans.

Thus, they avoided each other whenever possible.

For instance, previous interactions between the Six-winged Gatekeeper and the Crying Hero were always explosive.

"So, two more members have been lost since the Six-winged Gatekeeper?" the Duke sighed before turning his gaze to an indistinct projection of an amputee: "Advisor, this was your plan. How could such an oversight occur?"

"Heh heh~ My dear Duke..." the figure with the missing arm sneered coldly, holding up a crystal skull. "Who gave you the courage? To dare question me?"

"That final crazed act of the Plague Horror, how reminiscent it is of your Evil Black Mud?" the Duke said, staring unwaveringly at the amputee. "I suspect that you orchestrated this incident!"

"Hahaha~" the figure with the missing arm let out a chilling laugh. "If it were my doing, you would all have been wiped out long ago! Especially you, Duke, letting the Plague Horror die right in front of you, what a waste!"

The Duke, overcome with fury, his blood-red aura flaring up: "You...."

"Enough, both of you! At this juncture, does our council really need infighting?" a Terror Devil interrupted. "There’s no issue with the Advisor’s strategy. It’s just that some Terror Devils lacked execution, allowing us to lose sight of the Plague Horror."

"Heh heh heh... Are you talking about me, Valve General? It seems we need to settle the score before exterminating humanity!" A Terror Devil chuckled coldly. He was the one responsible for protecting the Plague Horror, but unfortunately, he got separated from the Plague Horror with the support of the Dream Cruise backing humanity.

"Enough! Gentlemen, let me say a few words of justice," the Bioroid spoke up. "All the companions present have been working hard, and I can testify to that."

"I think it’s better to make things clear," the one-armed shadow said softly. "A certain member of the Blood Clan seems to have a considerable opinion of me."

"Rest assured on that count, Strategist. The arrival of the Plague Horror was so sudden that the Terror Devils and humans almost discovered him at the same time. At that moment, the Duke was engaged in battle with three players and could not come to the aid in time. The Plague Horror was killed," someone explained.

"Who knows about that?" A Terror Devil said with a sarcastic tone. "Maybe it was done on purpose, letting the plague get killed?"

"On that point," the Bioroid responded, "I had observed from a corner. Even if he had struck with all his might, he would not have been able to break free from the three and reach the Plague Horror within two seconds."

"Haha, useless!" the one-armed shadow mocked.

"What about you, then? Strategist?" The Duke asked coldly, without showing anger, looking at the one-armed shadow. "What were you doing?"

"I was obviously dealing with a renegade," the one-armed shadow answered, tossing a crystal skull in his left hand.

The Duke looked towards the Bioroid, who nodded and said, "Indeed, a Divinity Terror Devil with no malice towards humans and a human with the aura of a Terror Devil were attempting to infiltrate the north of the city. The Strategist intercepted them. An intense battle erupted between both sides."

"A Terror Devil traitor? You saw it all?" the Duke asked with a slight squint.

"The body I had left beside the Strategist was indeed destroyed, but I was still able to capture the vision from that body’s last eye," the Bioroid nodded and continued, "He was indeed in combat with that Divinity Terror Devil, and it was a fierce fight. In the end, my discarded body was completely destroyed by the battle. However, five minutes later, my other bodies had already arrived on the scene, and what they saw was the remains of that Divinity Terror Devil and the Strategist himself."

"And the human? Did you let him escape?" The Duke probed further.

"Hahaha, do you think all Terror Devils are as useless as you?" the one-armed shadow sneered. "Facing two enemies by myself, one of them a Divinity Terror Devil, isn’t it normal for one to escape? I was the one who put in the most effort in that fight!"

The Duke fell silent; he was very suspicious of the Crying Hero. The presence of the Bioroid could render the actions of the Terror Devils visible.

Yet the Crying Hero had a time lag, albeit a short one of only five minutes.

In the five minutes that the Bioroid near the Crying Hero was out of action, the Crying Hero should not have been able to kill a Divinity Terror Devil and swiftly and precisely locate the Plague. Nor could he have returned before the robot army arrived.

So could it really not have been him?

Was the suspicion misplaced?

The Duke calculated in his mind while the other Terror Devils were reporting on their situations.

"Can’t we assist the Insect Race?" someone asked.

"Too deep, they have burrowed thousands of meters underground already. The terrain is complex and tangled; finding them alone would take a long time. Not to mention, the human Black Great Wall already has troops stationed at the entrance. Supporting the Insect Race is akin to trying to take down a fortress."

"Pity, the Insect Queen doesn’t have enough nutrients. She’ll probably die at the hands of humans."

"But this also ties up a considerable human combat force," another observed.

"Then let’s wait and see if a more uniquely able Terror Devil appears."

After the meeting ended, the Bioroid beside the Duke dimmed its eyes and shut down the holographic projection.

"Duke, why are you so cautious with the Strategist?" the Bioroid asked.

"Intuition."

"Intuition?" The Bioroid gave a bitter smile. What intuition could a machine have?

"Yes, intuition. Keep a constant watch on him; I sense a great danger!" the Duke said earnestly.

He had once seen the Crying Hero from a distance, and the other had noticed him as well.

That tidal wave of murderous intent was certainly not an illusion!

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