Chapter 109: Arrival of the Netherworld King

One year ago.

In a mercenary base somewhere in Africa, the tranquil night made everyone feel bored. Several sentinels hid in the trenches outside, smoking and chatting casually with those around them to pass the mundane evening.

"Boss, big trouble. Our several strongholds in the Dorai Region have been attacked by unidentified armed forces." A soldier hurried into the base's headquarters where several African-looking men were intensely discussing something over a map.

"What did you say? Say it again." A burly black man in the center of the crowd stood up, his face etched with shock.

"Several strongholds, attacked by unidentified armed forces."

"How are those strongholds now?"

"All, all forces annihilated." The soldier stammered out his words.