Chapter 285: The Eve of the Decisive Battle!

Late at night, in the dream world.

"What help can you offer me?" Duke Ward looked at Moriarty in front of him and asked in a deep voice.

Still dressed as the Black Robe, William was momentarily stunned. He had just entered Duke Ward's dream today to wake him up.

Before William could speak, the Duke straightforwardly expressed his intention to cooperate?

It seems Duke Ward is under tremendous pressure lately!

"What kind of help do you need?" William looked at Duke Ward with interest and asked with a smile.

"Naturally, I need the assistance of your Death Cult to restrain the power of the palace, just like that night," Duke Ward replied, maintaining the same vigilance as when he faced the demon envoy.

"Just that?" William changed from his previous madness to a salesman-like enthusiasm.

"What else do you want us to do?" Duke Ward didn't believe that the other party would be so kind as to offer help without some sort of cost.