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.

three of them were ranked in the first tier. These were the Red Demon race, the Glede Demon race, and

down and feared these three

other races even brought offerings to them just to be on their good side.

still needed to observe

might start forming an alliance. If that happened, they might not actually lose, but several lives would be needlessly wasted.

Night View Island to sacrifice

done that, but it was not

race on several occasions for some time now. Then,

it, the blurry boundaries of the three superior races had always

own volition. However, the Red Demon race dared to

barbaric Red Demon race continue to do whatever they wished, especially if

as a cruel and

means to retaliate, he led his clansmen to the territory of

spread a

Mountain, the Red Demon race needed a lot of Arcana. To

rumor started spreading, several creatures from different tribes had already been disappearing in the territory of the Red Demon race, and

spread throughout the entire Night View Island like wildfire. The natives were convinced that the rumor was

extreme fear among the weaker races. They started forming alliances and

the Red Demon race accountable.

race needed to do something to stop

found

Bacchus

the upper hand whenever the two of them met on the battlefield. Moreover, their

exceptional strength to match

a huge mocking smile as he stared down

you would kill me? When did you become so confident?" Bacchus asked in an indifferent

you

a small cage emerged on his

like a delicate birdcage, but it

of a palm, and thus no bird could actually be locked inside

birdcage that he released. His alertness heightened as he didn't

as he tossed the birdcage in the air. In the blink of an eye, it

"What the…"

an Other Shore Token

of his eyes, he instinctively realized that it must be an item to trap them.

"Stay away from it!"

wings, turned into a

would shake off the Ghost Powder on his body. Without it, the white-haired monsters would surely come

much about them at

apply the Ghost Powder again when the white-haired monsters already appeared. Moreover, the Red Demon race also wouldn't dare to

top speed, and as he soared into

Crash!

his movements, Bacchus crashed into

formed by a thin type of

of a unique kind of

sturdy that it was almost impossible

Bang! Bang!