Chapter 1245: Can You Take the Pie Drawn When Someone Desperate Sells Their Soul Seriously?

The Black Rhino Demon was dead.

As a Vanguard Officer, he had led the Demon Race Army to breach numerous cities, with countless lives and blood on his hands.

He had to die.

Carson Flores asked many questions, seeking to understand the current situation, yet he couldn't unravel the doubts in his heart.

Had the Demon Emperor started the war because of Maggie Fitzgerald or her people?

How did he get involved with the Ten Thousand Ghosts Sect, granting them so much convenience? Could it be that they paid him with Blood Beads?

Was the attack launched by the Demon Race truly aimed at unifying the Barbaric Wilderness Realm, or was it simply to force him out?

This question, those around him could not answer.

"What do we do now?"

Carson gazed at the few women at the entrance of the tent, casting aside the myriad thoughts in his mind.

"First, send them back to the city, then look for the next army."