Chapter 1018: Recruitment

Hearing these words, the Death Lord and the others' pupils contracted.

A bad premonition rose in their hearts, because what the Demon Emperor said was too eerie; could it be that their schemes had been exposed?

"What is it?" the Death Lord asked expressionlessly.

Seeing that the Death Lord showed no emotional change, the Demon Emperor spoke slowly: "It is true."

"Hmph, I have already said it; it is just that you do not believe me," the Death Lord snorted.

The Demon Emperor said: "I was testing you."

"Testing? Testing what?" the Death Lord retorted.

The Demon Emperor smiled and said: "Testing whether you have truly become traitors to other lords. Also, seeing your state, I am truly somewhat surprised."

The Death Lord snorted: "Is that strange?"

"Of course it is strange." The Demon Emperor laughed and said: "After all, you are already facing a great enemy, yet you can still start an internal feud; I must say, that is truly impressive."

"Hmph, none of your business."

"Forget it; I did not come to chat about daily matters. In this world, there are no eternal friends, and even less eternal enemies. Death Lord, do you want those people to take revenge?"

The Demon Emperor asked.

"Of course I do." The Death Lord nodded without hesitation and replied.

Hearing these words, a trace of amusement appeared on the Demon Emperor's face; he then continued to ask: "What if I help you take revenge?"

Hearing these words, the Death Lord's heart tightened, but he showed not the slightest flaw on his face; he only said deeply: "Then what conditions do you have?"

"Conditions? Hahahaha!"

The Demon Emperor burst into laughter.

At this moment, the Death Lord's expression grew even more gloomy.

The Death Lord did not know what medicine the Demon Emperor was selling in his gourd; he only had a bad premonition in his heart.

At this moment, the Demon Emperor had laughed enough and finally stopped; he then spoke slowly: "The condition is that you must submit to me and become my subordinate."

"Submit to you? Become your subordinate?" Confusion and incomprehension flashed across the Death Lord's face, as if he were questioning the authenticity of the Demon Emperor's words.

The Demon Emperor looked at the Death Lord and nodded with a smile.

Hearing these words, the Death Lord's eyes widened, his eyeballs turned rapidly as he carefully observed the Demon Emperor's expression.

Seeing the Death Lord's state, the Demon Emperor smiled slightly and said: "Rest assured, I have no ill intentions. As long as you successfully submit to the Demon Clan, I will help you fulfill this wish. Furthermore, after ruling the Saint Na Continent, I will ask our Great Demon God Prince to grant you a city; in this way, you can continue to be a lord, and you will not die. No matter how you look at it, I think this idea is very good."

Listening to the Demon Emperor's words, the Death Lord fell into silence.

Seeing this, the Demon Emperor said with a faint smile: "Have you considered it?"

The Death Lord raised his head, his gaze fixed on the Demon Emperor as he said: "On what basis do you think I will agree to your conditions?"

The Demon Emperor smiled and said: "Because I know you will definitely agree, because in this world there is no condition more tempting than this. Moreover, do you have a second path to choose? If you do not submit to me, then you will die."

Hearing these words, the Death Lord frowned.

He had to admit that the Demon Emperor's words were very reasonable.

In this world where the strong prey on the weak, to obtain victory, one must rely on one's own strength.

This is an unbreakable iron law!

"Alright, deal!"

The Death Lord gritted his teeth and said.

Seeing the Death Lord agree, the Demon Emperor smiled and extended his right hand, saying: "Come on; you are the Death Lord. From now on, we are allies, and I will fulfill my promise."

"Good!" The Death Lord extended his right hand and shook hands with the Demon Emperor.

The Demon Emperor slowly pulled the other person up to his feet and said: "Since you have chosen to submit to me, you must show something."

"What do you mean?"

The Demon Emperor pointed at the few people beside the Death Lord and said: "I must know whether you have this determination, so a token of loyalty is indispensable, right?"

Seeing the Demon Emperor's action, the Death Lord immediately understood the Demon Emperor's meaning; he then coldly scanned the surroundings and pointed at the group of subordinates beside him, sneering: "These are my most loyal subordinates, and they were also subordinates who once followed me; their loyalty is beyond doubt. You can use them as slaves or tools; just don't kill them, okay?"

The Demon Emperor shook his head and said: "That won't do. Although I appreciate you and your strength, I do not trust this group of people. Choose one of two: either you all die, or you kill them."

Hearing these words, a flash of cold light passed through the depths of the Death Lord's eyes.

He knew that he was now in a predicament: either choose to cooperate with the Demon Emperor, or choose to die together with them.

If he chose the latter, he would die immediately; but if he chose the former, there was still a chance for life; this was also a choice.

"What? Disagree?"

The Death Lord's hesitant expression fell into the Demon Emperor's eyes, instantly angering the other party; the Demon Emperor's tone gradually grew cold, and his gaze toward the Death Lord was filled with intense killing intent.

The Death Lord looked at the Demon Emperor, cursing the Demon Emperor's treachery in his heart, but on the surface, he still pretended a helpless expression, sighed, and said: "I am sorry, everyone."

"My lord, you—"

"I can't believe that we fought desperately to protect my lord from their pursuit, only to end up like this."

"My lord, are you betraying us?"

Everyone cried out in tears.

Hearing these words, the corner of the Death Lord's mouth twitched slightly.

He also had grievances he could not express.

"I know you have grievances in your hearts, but to survive, I can only do this. In the next life, I am willing to be an ox or a horse to repay everyone's kindness. So, die!" The Death Lord shouted lowly, then waved his hand, instantly killing all the people around him.

Watching his subordinates fall one by one into pools of blood, the Death Lord's heart was filled with grief and indignation.

However, this emotion existed in the Death Lord's heart only briefly; soon, the Death Lord calmed down.

The Demon Emperor looked at the Death Lord, his eyes slightly narrowed, thinking silently: "Indeed, he is a ruthless fellow."

It must be said that the Death Lord's action made the Demon Emperor regard him a bit more highly.

"Very good, very good; well done." The Demon Emperor clapped his hands and praised with a smile.

"Thank you for the praise."

"Let us go; this place is no longer fit for habitation. I will make arrangements for your lodging. Follow me." The Demon Emperor spoke slowly, then strode out first.

The Death Lord glanced at his subordinates behind him, clenched his fist, and, though unsure what he was thinking, fixed his gaze on the Demon Emperor before stepping out to follow.