Chapter 893:

Daemonikai wiped his hands with a cloth and turned around. “My work here for today is done. Prepare the next two ferals.”

“No! Please, no!” Zaiper moaned.

A guard hesitated. “Your Grace… he might die. His body is failing, and he needs to feed on blood. Perhaps a few days to recover?”

Daemonikai turned and looked at the trembling shell of what had once been an alpha.

He considered it.

Then he smiled. “No, he’ll be fine. Bring them.”

Zaiper screamed as the guards moved, but Daemonikai didn’t look back.

door slammed shut with a final, resounding

Six months later

Urai, all the humans that remained, all the emissaries from the allied kingdoms were

alive and relatively

skin rotting in some places, blackened by infection. Flies buzzed around his face. His body reeked of decay. But at least he was

sunken deep into his

a crawling

have

am sorry… for… what…

and he

carried out his task.

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