Chapitre 187: Burning Puppet Cult

"We from the other side of the continent are not what you think we are. Those hideous-looking creatures that I called lesser demons are not one of us. They were initially humans, humans who sold their souls to the abyss. Each side was taking advantage of them."

Eman narrowed his eyes and looked straight to San Robbal. "What do you mean-- each side was taking advantage of them?" He asked with knitted brows.

"Exactly as what you heard, Commander," San Robbal replied with a grin.

"Do you mean…" It made him feel suspicious. The topic of their conversation turned unexpectedly strange. But he felt interested in it.

"That the human side also used them to rally against us," continued San Robbal while leaning forward.

"What?" It surprised him. But it only happened for a brief time.