บท 1360: The Black Plague

[A demon born from the nightmares of men...and even capable of conscious thought? You are a rare breed for certain. But you serve the Old Witch now, why do you wish to join me?]

Hao Xuan released just a small fraction of his spiritual power that pushed the demon back by several meters and forced it to kneel in front of him. A halo of humming golden light appeared over his head.

He had completely dominated it with a single thought and if it tried to lie or deceive him then it would be destroyed instantly.

[Answer truthfully, for your life depends on it]

The demon gathered all its strength to force itself to peer into Hao Xuan's eyes.

'I desire blood and feed off of chaos. By serving you, the Son of Chaos, would I not live a comfortable life when you were created for just this purpose?'

Hao Xuan was so taken aback by its answers that he couldn't help but crack a smile, [You wish to join me for a comfortable life?]