The scout reported the events that had occurred at the Purecastle ruins to Ul'gal.

Ul'gal was visibly shocked. “I never expected these youngsters to be so powerful, far beyond my expectations…”

The scout responded, “Should we come up with a countermeasure? Otherwise, I’m afraid…”

“Hmph, even if that general is dead, it’s no great loss. He was the weakest of my ten generals. In a way, he sacrificed himself for our cause,” Ul'gal said dismissively.

The scout wiped away a cold sweat, astonished by how easily one of the generals, Ul'gal’s strongest, was dismissed as insignificant. It was as if the general was just an ant. The scout even felt a sense of relief that his own low status meant he wasn’t the focus of Ul'gal’s attention.

Ul'gal then continued, “However, since they were able to kill one of my daemon generals, it means they must have returned to the Purecastle ruins. Have Daydevil and Nightsoul gather their forces to attack them and capture them all in one fell swoop.”

“Yes,