After a dozen seconds, the Black Tortoise King looked up at Darryl and nodded. "Darryl, indeed you're a just and chivalrous man. I'll do as you say."

Darryl was overjoyed that the Black Tortoise King agreed and held his hands tightly. "Great! It's either we succeed or fail. I'll report to Morticia now."

Then, he left the tent to tell Morticia that the Black Tortoise King was awake. Morticia was glad by the news and immediately sent her subordinates to bring the Black Tortoise King to Archfiend Antigonus.

Ten minutes later, Archfiend Antigonus sat at the center of the throne with a straight face at the fiend race tent. The atmosphere was filled with a strong aura. Morticia and the other Fiend Martyrs stood on both sides in solemn silence.

The Black Tortoise King looked calm as he stood below them, but deep down, he was in shock. 'Strong! It's extremely strong!'

Feeling the sinister aura around Archfiend Antigonus, the Black Tortoise King felt suffocated, but he pretended to be calm