"Not supposed to have a few goblins come to help? It's been so long, and still no sign of them."
Sitting on the scorching rocks, the captain of the Black Gate Team tossed the dagger in his hand impatiently, then deftly caught the tip, throwing it again as if juggling.
As if the dagger was coated not with deadly poison but with sweet syrup.
"If it keeps heating up like this, I'm going to get hemorrhoids."
No one laughed, and several subordinates silently watched their leader.
The team leader shook his head helplessly.
Their sect had been plotting on the highland for a long time, not only finding the ancient seal of the Great Demon successfully and shaking the old prohibition but so far, the Kingdom remains unaware.
They originally expected that as long as they continued with the plan, unsealing and allowing the highland to fall into inferno's burning, and even letting Demon Flames spread throughout the Kingdom, it wasn't a far-fetched idea.
