Instead, every Demon they encountered was Submerged Land Level.
Unlike before, where even Nation Destruction Level Demons were accompanied by swarms of King Level and Lord Level mobs.
There were even Tier One and Tier Two grunts.
But now, not a single one was in sight.
'Could it be that Submerged Land Level Demons naturally repel weaker ones?'
As they continued their exploration, they happened upon a talking Demon.
A rare sight indeed. After the Bloodline Monarch and the King of Exotic Insects, this was only the third talking Demon they had ever encountered.
It was a Demon wielding a Withered Staff. Its face was like melting wax, constantly dripping a black substance, and its body was hunched over like a decrepit old man.
"Human?"
Chi Cheng exclaimed, "Whoa… It can talk."
"That's really rare."
"KEKEKE… KEKEKEKE!"
"Humans have appeared in this place! Oh, great Source of Evil, does this mean You are about to lead us out of this land of suffering!"
"KEH! KEH! KEH!"
