Vay deliberately yelled the term "Abyssal Native" very loudly.
Dox gave Vay a thumbs up: "It’s rare for you to be so impulsive. But if next time it’s me instead of Angel, would you speak so boldly for me?"
Vay rolled his eyes at Dox and didn’t answer. Protecting the reputation of an idol is the responsibility of a fan. You’re not my idol, so why would I care about you?
Listening to the conversation between Vay and Dox, Angel vaguely sensed that Vay might have said this for him.
Perhaps it was because Angel had spoken for Vay in front of the Black Earl earlier, and this was a form of repayment?
However, this was a bit too impulsive.
Angel clearly felt a huge emotional fluctuation from the horned half-blood demon for the first time.
Previously, even when Angel mentioned Abyssal Natives, the other party’s emotions only showed small ripples. But now, there were at least continuous waves.
Angel wanted to say a few words to Vay but felt that since the other was speaking for him, criticizing wasn’t appropriate. Angel could only look at the Black Earl, after all, Vay was a descendant of the Black Earl, and it should be the Black Earl who should discipline him.
But Angel noticed that the Black Earl was quietly resting in Vay’s hand at the moment. Although he said nothing, the emotions exuded were somewhat... satisfied?
Was this an affirmation for Vay?!
Angel rubbed his temples, wondering why even the Black Earl thought Vay’s words were commendable?
Angel was genuinely helpless this time; it seemed destined that they would be at odds with this horned half-blood demon.
Fine, so be it. Angel wasn’t afraid of this horned half-blood demon anyway.
If the other side was really going to confront them, they would likely be the ones suffering in the end. Besides, Angel had bound them with the Magical Energy Array, and they wouldn’t die unless the array was broken. While this was true, Angel also had ways to isolate them individually. Although it would take a lot of time, if they were truly at odds, then there was no need to leave survivors, better to vanish directly.
Angel had already begun to silently plan his words, intending for the Black Earl and Dox to restrain those two demon spirits while he dealt with the Magical Energy Array, and upon separation, completely exterminate the soul.
However, before Angel could articulate his plan, the horned half-blood demon reverted to a spirit-like form.
The horned half-blood demon didn’t summon the "little pig," nor did it show any malice. It merely stared quietly at Vay: "You say the natives now rely on humans to survive in the Abyss?"
"What’s the matter, are you curious? You just said you wouldn’t answer our questions; if you don’t answer, I won’t either. I’m not telling you!" Vay blurted out without thinking.
The horned half-blood demon turned its gaze slowly towards Angel.
Angel thought for a moment and nodded: "He is mostly right, but the various indigenous peoples in the Abyss are also divided into factions, and not all have allied with humans; some have also fallen under the domain of demons."
As soon as Angel finished speaking, once again, the emotions of the horned half-blood demon fluctuated, even more than when Vay cursed earlier!
"Under the domain of demons?" The horned half-blood demon’s voice was very calm, but its emotions were like a rolling sea: "Can you tell me which tribes have fallen under the domain of demons?"
From this question, it could be inferred that the horned half-blood demon seemed more enraged by the Abyssal Natives falling under the domain of demons.
But clearly, it had half the blood of a horned demon itself?
So is this one staunchly proud of its tribal heritage, with a strong aversion to demons? But previously, there was no hint that it was displeased with its mixed blood!
Angel had many questions in his mind, but he also understood that even human thoughts couldn’t be the same, let alone a half-blood demon from a different culture. Perhaps the other party merely viewed the demon bloodline as a power resource, and still adhered to the glory of the tribes?
Angel: "I don’t know much about the Abyss; I only know a few of the tribal native groups. Which tribe do you want to know about, and I’ll see if I’ve heard of it."
Angel said this, intending to find out which tribe the horned half-blood demon might belong to.
However, the horned half-blood demon wasn’t foolish either: "You just need to say what you know."
Seeing that the other party wasn’t taking the bait, Angel could only shrug: "Alright then, let’s start with the Neya Tribe. Do you know of the Neya Tribe?"
"I know, the lineage of the former Savior."
"Savior?"
The horned half-blood demon was noticeably more talkative than before and explained: "I can’t elaborate much on the specific circumstances, but in the old days of the Abyss, a Savior indeed emerged from the Neya lineage. They possessed a very noble bloodline."
Angel raised an eyebrow and said: "A noble bloodline, huh? Unfortunately, it’s just past glory now."
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