Chapter 400: Sowing Discord

'If only I managed to devour Evuvug and its egg back then, things would be different,' the Centipede King, Jalrog, grumbled to himself as he dug deep underground. 'The others will now be more wary of me, and I won't be able to push my plan into motion.

'The humans are also getting more and more active as of late. It's only a matter of time before they gain a stronghold in these lands.'

The Centipede King still remembered the time when he was still moving unhindered in their homeworld, Gomorra.

If not for the fact that he had accidentally stumbled upon a Majin Prince, he would have already broken through to the next rank a decade ago.

The Majin Prince had given it two choices back then—submit or die.

Jalrog had lofty ambitions, so it naturally didn't want to die. Left with no choice, it could only bow its head and agree to be drafted as one of the Rank 8 Sovereigns who would serve as the vanguard to conquer the world of Pangea.