The Ill-Fated Dark Graveyard

Demon Ghoul stared at John from a short distance away.

It slowly walked forward and asked, "Master, you have always been reluctant to show yourself before. Why have you suddenly graced us with your presence now?"

Demon Ghoul eyed John up and down, feeling a touch of suspicion in its heart.

This guy is definitely not right.

As for this undercover agent from the Moonlight City Awakeners' Guild, either he has been turned, or he's foolish enough to mistake his master.

"There's been a change in plans. So I came to discuss it with you." John said, fully immersed in his role. He could sense that Demon Ghoul was wary of him.

He need to find an opportunity to inject the venom into its body.

Demon Ghoul furrowed its brow and glanced towards the place where the battle had just taken place. The corpse of Gluttony Ghoul lay there.

Definitely something fishy...

John noticed the strange look in the Demon Ghoul's eyes.