Chapter 92: Mengka's Excitement

"Bang—"

Aluola was suddenly grabbed by the throat by Mengka and pressed directly onto the ground, mouth wide open, looking extremely uncomfortable.

"Speak, what exactly is your objective?" Mengka questioned with extreme fury.

Although he cared deeply about this news, he was even more worried about being plotted against by a villain and stabbed in the back; if that happened, dying would truly be a grievance!

Aluola did not speak, merely casting a tender, watery glance with peach-blossom-like bewitching eyes at the large palm on his own neck.

"Hmph."

Mengka let out a cold snort and moved his palm away. He made up his mind that if the other party could not give him a satisfactory explanation, he would finish him off right here.

"Cough, cough, cough—"

After rising, Aluola first coughed a few times in a pretentious manner, then resumed that nauseating, coquettish voice, saying with a hint of feigned reproach: "Lord Mengka is truly rude, isn't he?"

Mengka did not continue to look directly at Aluola; if such bewitching actions appeared on a female succubus, he would have accepted them very happily, and might not even mind taking things a step further.

But... the key point is...

This fellow is a man! Mengka's fist began to clench, and he almost wanted to strike out again.

"Hehe—" Aluola covered his mouth and chuckled lightly, yet did not continue to provoke this Demon Commander Mengka who was on the verge of a violent rage.

Putting on an act, he said: "Lord Mengka, I have come specifically to pledge my loyalty to you? To think you would treat me this way, it is truly..." He looked as if he were about to burst into tears again.

"Pledge loyalty to me?" Mengka turned his head and looked at Aluola in confusion, while the latter's sissy, perverted behavior had already been subconsciously ignored by him.

The word "pledge loyalty" did not belong between Demon Commanders, or rather, between Evil Clan members of the same rank.

Because here, they were all food for one another; there was only the relationship of devouring and being devoured. Only low-ranking members pledging allegiance to high-ranking ones was relatively common.

On one hand, compared to high-ranking ones, low-ranking ones had too little Evil Qi and energy, and the former disdained to devour them.

At the same time, high-ranking Evil Clan members also needed a group of lackeys to run errands, while low-ranking Evil Clan members begged for the protection of the strong; both sides simply took what they needed.

"Are you not afraid that I will devour you right now?" Mengka asked unkindly, even subconsciously sizing Aluola up; the latter, as if to cooperate with him, even twisted his body.

That posture... Mengka felt his stomach churning and instantly withdrew his gaze.

"Then that would only prove that I misjudged the person." Aluola's expression was indifferent as he spoke, as if such a life-and-death matter were as simple as eating or drinking.

"After all, those three are all keeping an eye on this place, aren't they?" While speaking, Aluola sat directly on the ground and began trimming his nails as if nothing were the matter.

"Those three? Mere clowns!" Mengka laughed mockingly. He had the right to speak on this point; Mengka could confidently say that he could take on all three by himself—provided, of course, that they were willing to fight him.

Having grown to the level of Demon Commander, each of them had managed their own forces like an iron bucket; if there was the slightest disturbance, they could run away immediately. This was also the reason why, despite the huge difference in their strength, no one had been able to devour the other.

With an old immortal up above pressing down on them, and them being unable to catch anyone themselves, they could only remain at peace like this.

"Hmm..." Aluola nodded. "If it were only those three, it would indeed not be enough."

"However..." The tone shifted, and that coquettish voice carried a hint of playfulness, "What if they successfully devoured that Lord?"

"Oh?"

"Haha... Hahahahaha—" Mengka was stunned for a moment, then burst into uncontrollable laughter, as if he had heard the funniest joke in the world.

After the time it takes for a stick of incense to burn, Mengka stopped. "You mean... relying on those three small fries? Hmph, I thought you could bring me some valuable news; so... it was just this?"

His tone was disdainful. In Mengka's view, this behavior was pure wishful thinking and a path to self-destruction.

"Oh?" Aluola did not mind, merely frowning slightly and muttering to himself: "So Lord Mengka also doesn't know the news that that Lord is about to die? Perhaps I should go pay a visit to that idiot Gexiusi."

"What?" Mengka instantly lost his composure and hurriedly stood up, saying: "How do you know that old fellow is about to die?"

There was a significant difference between "about to die" and "not long for this world"; the former meant there were only a couple of days left to live, while the latter meant one could still breathe for a few years.

Such intelligence was absolute top-secret, and how could an ordinary person know it? He truly did not know, and Mengka had to get to the bottom of Aluola's source of information.

At this moment, he also understood why those three dared to plot against that person. If that person were weak to such a degree, and if they planned it well in advance, it was entirely possible for them to succeed!

When that time came, if they devoured that person, they might quickly reach his own level, and the consequences would be unimaginable.

"Ha?" Aluola gave an evil laugh, pinching his chin. "Naturally, it's something I found out! Although Gexiusi is cautious, this matter is not a wall without cracks; such things really cannot be hidden in that Lord's Palace."

Mengka felt extreme regret. Many Demon Commanders liked to plant spies in the Demon King Palace; that insidious villain Gexiusi and the Aluola before him were the best at this.

Only he, who prided himself on being invincible under the Demon King and prepared to take over peacefully, disdained to do so. Now, he had suffered a huge loss.

"You said, you came to pledge your loyalty to me?" Having reacted, Mengka asked with some urgency; this guy was indeed of no small use.

"Naturally." Aluola affirmed, then chuckled lightly and narrowed his eyes. "Why, has Lord Mengka finally realized my usefulness?"

Mengka was a typical case of having only muscles and no brains. Under normal circumstances, this was naturally fine, as strength was everything. But now that things had exceeded his expectations, he naturally began to panic.

"Yes." Mengka gritted his teeth and promised, "As long as you help me now, from here on out, you will be the number one powerhouse under me. How about that?"

This was clearly a heavy bet. Although Mengka was reckless, he was not stupid. As long as he maintained his position as number one, it would be fine.

Changing the second-strongest person would have no impact on him; in fact, this person might become a capable general in his hands, so why not?

"Is that true, Lord?" Just as Mengka expected, Aluola showed great enthusiasm for his promise, making him laugh uncontrollably in his heart.

"Of course it is true." Mengka guaranteed with certainty, "Is this Commander's reputation not worth believing?"

Hehe~

"Where would a Demon Commander get any reputation?"

"Aluola" sneered in his heart. However... as long as the goal could be achieved, that was enough.

Although he felt disdain inside, Aluola still put on a very happy appearance and hurriedly bowed: "I naturally believe in Lord Mengka's reputation."

"Hahaha—" Hearing Aluola's words, the excitement in Mengka's heart was beyond measure. Now that Aluola had already referred to himself as a subordinate, this time it was a sure thing!

Thinking that once he devoured that person, he too could catch a glimpse of the Demon King realm, and perhaps even go a step further, Mengka's heart began to beat uncontrollably.