On Prison Star.
At this time, countless prison guards were desperately conveying news about Hong Dali. "Hong Dali and the others have returned from the space-time door. However, Sir Beruca and the other two may have been killed. Please be careful!"
Such news spread all over the place. All the prison guards avoided Hong Dali and the others when they saw them. After all, this was a top-level war. It was not something ordinary prison guards like them could intervene in. Therefore, it was better to just be responsible for conveying the news.
District 22 of Prison Star.
Two giants about three meters tall held communicators in their hands and were checking the latest news about Hong Dali.
One of the giants laughed and said, "Torim, it seems that Beruca and the other two idiots have been killed. I told him not to be too eager for quick success, but he didn't listen. Now he has failed miserably, haha!"
"Hehe, I didn't like them before. These three people have always been arrogant and looked down on us." The giant named Torim shook the huge hammer in his hand. His big hammer was made of Dilamu alloy. It was extremely hard and heavy. But in his hand, it was like a small stick. Torim said, "Torte, when are we going to act?"
"There's no hurry. This Hong Dali is the Devil's Chosen One. Do you think it's so easy to deal with such a person?" Torte smiled and touched his chin. "Let them take the lead first. When Sir Oracle arrives, we'll just have to show our sincerity. There's no need to work so hard at this time. Anyway, we don't lack this opportunity. "
"That's true." Torim nodded and said, "I heard that Hong Dali was noticed by Sir Oracle because he planned to secretly release the people from the other dimensions. To be honest, I'm not very willing to fight with such a person. Although we are the Inspectorate, we can still distinguish between good and evil. "
"En, that's true." Torte nodded, laughed, and said, "Us two brothers will just follow and watch the show."
As the two of them spoke, suddenly a soldier rushed over and reported, "Reporting to Sirs! Hong Dali is coming over with his people. Sirs, please give instructions! "
The guard originally wanted to ask the two lords to capture Hong Dali, but it was obvious that his wish was going to be dashed.
"Oh, they're coming towards us?" Torte smiled and stood up lazily. "Well, Torim, it seems that we can't watch the show anymore. Let's go and meet them and say hello."
"Hehe, of course." Torim nodded, carried his sledgehammer, and set off with Torte, heading in the direction of Hong Dali and the others.
Very quickly, the two of them met Hong Dali's group, who was running around with his lackeys.
"Hehe, you are Hong Dali, right? The Devil's Chosen One that Sir Messenger personally ordered to capture? " Torte stood in the sky and looked at Hong Dali. "This little guy looks really energetic. Not bad, he's motivated."
"You are Top Operatives too?!" Once Hong Dali saw the two of them, he clenched his fists. "Get out of the way! Those who stand in my way shall die! "
To be honest, Hong Dali was just casually saying that. Then, he realized that the two giants in front of him actually moved aside …
"You don't want to capture me?" Hong Dali was curious. This time, he was not in a hurry to run — anyway, he was just stalling for time. These two seemed to be easier to communicate with …
"Actually, we prefer to watch the show." Torte smiled and suddenly moved closer to Hong Dali. He whispered, "I heard that you made a planet called Azeroth? Not bad, not bad. You have an idea, hehe. "
"Hm? You know about it? "Hong Dali frowned. He did not know what the two people in front of him meant.
"So-so." Torim nodded and whispered, "En, my brother Torte and I have the blood of a Berserker and an Ogre. Simply put, we have some blood relations with other dimensions. You did a good job this time. This is the first time I've seen so many people from other dimensions coexist peacefully. "
"There has been no problem in Azeroth. Did you two do it?" Hearing their words, Hong Dali finally understood.
When he went to look for Demon King Zero previously, he found that no one from the Inspectorate had come to Azeroth. It was still very peaceful. This made Hong Dali feel very strange. Now that he heard the words of the two people in front of him, he finally understood.
"We didn't do anything, haha." Torte laughed loudly. "We just didn't ask others to do anything."
"En, based on this point, the two of us will consider you a pass." Torim waved the sledgehammer in his hand. "Go wherever you want to go. But a friendly reminder, it's best not to go to the east. The Red Dog over there is very difficult to deal with."
"That's right." Torte nodded in agreement. "Especially since that guy is very loyal to the Oracle."
"Thank you for your reminder." This was big information. Hong Dali quickly thanked them. "But you two really don't plan to make a move on me?"
"Of course we will," Torte said as he charged towards Hong Dali and the others. As Torte spoke, he charged towards Hong Dali and the others. "But whether we can catch them or not, it's none of our business. Right, Torim?"
"That's right." At the same time, Torim waved the sledgehammer in his hand. "Come on, let us test your strength!"
…
In the universe.
A beautiful silver-white spacecraft flew into the star field of Prison Star.
In the main control room of this spacecraft, the Oracle, Sir Lakdanath, leaned comfortably on the huge metal throne and was looking at the information transmitted from inside Prison Star. Beside him stood seven people of different shapes and sizes. These people were of all races, men and women. The only thing they had in common was the powerful aura they exuded. It was extremely terrifying.
These seven people were the Seven Heavenly Kings under the Oracle. Each of them was a sub-god level powerhouse!
"This bunch of trash. They still haven't managed to catch Hong Dali." The Oracle looked at the screen, his face full of depression. "The Master told me to catch Hong Dali at all costs. If this is messed up, not only will I be in trouble, everyone will be in trouble!"
At this time, a Heavenly King with two black horns on his head said in a deep voice, "Hong Dali is the Devil's Chosen One, after all. It's not that easy to catch him. Sir Oracle, don't be anxious. Wait a while more. When Hong Dali and the others are tired, the seven of us will definitely be able to catch him. It'll be bad if we accidentally force him to commit suicide while he's in high spirits. "
"En, that makes sense." Hearing this Heavenly King's words, the Oracle nodded. "The last time Her Majesty sealed the Devil, I don't know how the Devil escaped. Now that the Devil's Chosen One has appeared, I'm afraid we have to rely on Hong Dali to find out the whereabouts of the Devil. If he commits suicide, things will be over. Forget it. Let him be more arrogant for now. When you guys attack later, make sure you succeed in one strike. Do you understand? "
"Understood!"
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