Billionaire God of War

There was a bitter smile hiding behind Greedy Wolf's request, and it hurtYumengto hear him sound so helpless.

They came from the same generation and had known each other since they were kids. That friendship lasted until this very day, so Yumeng really felt sad seeing Greedy Wolf having to risk his life to get his own body back.

She knew nobody would help him if she didn't. Greedy Wolf might hurt anyone and everyone, but he would never harm her. "How do you want me to help?" She looked at him.

"I need you to use Guidance. It can help me out here," he said.

Guidance was Yumeng's unique skill, and she could control someone's soul using it. Of course, it was something simple like pushing and pulling the soul, but that opening was enough to dictate the outcome of the battle between powerful fighters.

Broken Soldier, Greedy Wolf, Seven Kill, and Yumeng had their own special skills. Yumeng was born with Guidance, and it could not be learned, much like

Greedy Wolf's twin iris.

"Very well then, Greedy Wolf." Yumeng nodded. "But I will help you just this once. I do not wish to see your demise, nor do I wish to see you tread down this dark path."

nodded. "I just want to live. That's all. That's

was as if he had aged ten years in an instant. Even his voice sounded raspy and cracked from the suffering he had gone through. He sounded tired of everything, and Yumeng could do nothing but weep in

in the Underworld. It was abandoned, deserted, and perhaps the Demon King might not have seen the place before. The Demon King's soul had fallen

Wolf would not let this chance slip. Even if the Demon King were to wake up, he would not be able to

longer Greedy Wolf's match, nor could he wrest for control over

and Yumeng

desert. There

happily, but the sand around the two fell abruptly to the ground, as if there was an invisible line

"What is this place?"

Greedy Wolf said. "Well, it used to be an ocean in the

about this place?" The Underworld was a gigantic place, and Greedy Wolf wasn't exactly a local of the area, so Yumeng wondered how

curtly, but he didn't elaborate further. There was

line, and the sandstorm engulfed him

his hand and shook the sands off him. It was as if he was protected by a glass dome, preventing