Degrade from Nobility to a Humble Slave

Zen and the others were covered by the Magic Camouflage Skin. This perfectly prevented them from being discovered by the Glede Demon race.

Senses couldn't be used on the Night View Island, so as long as they held their breath, no one could notice them.

Even if someone walked past them, they wouldn't find anything.

"He found us. We're so screwed!"

Decker's face quickly turned pale as his entire body trembled.

"Calm down!" Pearson tried to pacify Decker.

Zen and the others looked down from the mountain silently and remained motionless as they waited for situation to develop.

A few moments later, another group of creatures emerged from the other side of the mountain.

They had red skin and were covered with bright red fur. They carried big sticks on their hands and their ape-like faces looked ferocious.

"They're from the Red Demon race!"

"Then, it means Bacchus hasn't found us yet."

"Oh, thank goodness! I thought it was going to be our end…"

Decker breathed a sigh of relief as if he had barely escaped the jaws of death.

Even the others were obviously relieved.

They were also nervous but not panicking in an exaggerated way like Decker. At their current distance from the Glede Demon race and the Red Demon race, the possibility of blowing their disguise was very low.

"Ha-ha! Bacchus, you've become dull!

As far as I remember, it was one thousand and five hundred feet the last time. Now, I am able to enter the range of one thousand feet. Beware! Next time, if I make it within a range of five hundred feet, you're dead!" The red-haired creature taking the lead laughed wildly.

It was Tate, the leader of the Red Demon race.

For the past generations, these two big races of the Night View Island had been in a constant dispute.

Whenever there was an opportunity, the Red Demon race and the Glede Demon race would clash with each other.

Dong! Dong! Dong!

"Scrap that!" Tate hit his head with a big stick. "I've changed my mind. There's not going to be a next time. Hand over all the Arcana, or you'll die!"

Bacchus was still standing at the top of the tree, holding the cloth bag in his hand which was filled with Arcana. His brows rose slightly as he listened to Tate's threats.

Without a doubt, the Red Demon race was extremely powerful.

In the entire Night View Island, they were considered as one of the three most powerful races.

However, the Glede Demon race was known to be stronger than them.

them were ranked in the first tier. These

races bowed down and

fact, the other races even brought offerings to them just to be on

to observe

If that happened, they might not actually lose, but several lives would be

a taboo in the Night View Island to sacrifice the lives of several races at a

done that, but it

several occasions for some time

the blurry boundaries

the Arcana to them out of their own volition. However, the Red

the barbaric Red Demon race continue to do whatever they

known as a

a means to retaliate, he led his clansmen to the territory of the Red Demon race and sneakily captured some of

he spread a malicious

Red Demon race needed a lot of

different tribes had already been disappearing in the territory of the Red Demon race, and it continued

natives were convinced that

among the weaker races. They started forming alliances and made their moves in

one goal—to hold the Red Demon

the Red Demon race needed to do something to stop that.

searched for the culprit as fast as they could. At last, they found a clue that led to the Glede Demon race. Now, the Red Demon

Bacchus wasn't even fazed.

Demon race had never been afraid of the Red Demon race. For several years, they always had the upper hand whenever the two of them met on the battlefield. Moreover, their incredible speed was their most coveted attribute. If they discerned that they were at a disadvantage, they could just escape easily. There was no way to bring all of them

strength to match theirs. Plus, with their unimaginable

smile as

you just say that you would kill me? When did you become so confident?" Bacchus asked in an indifferent tone.

tell you why. Take

a small cage emerged on his palm.

looked like a delicate birdcage, but it

size of a palm, and thus

eyes as he stared at Tate and the birdcage that he released.

he tossed the birdcage in the

"What the…"

seen an Other

of his eyes, he instinctively realized that it

"Stay away from it!"

out his wings, turned into a silver light, and

that flying at high speed would shake off the Ghost Powder on his body. Without it, the white-haired monsters would surely come out and get

he couldn't care much about them

the Red Demon race

birdcage expanded was far beyond Bacchus's expectations. It beat his top speed, and as he

Crash!

to immediately stop his movements, Bacchus

actually formed by a thin type

unique kind of space, giving it an

was so sturdy that it was almost

Bang! Bang!