The Incubus System - Chapter 845

Chapter 845: Chapter 835. What’s The Big Plan?
The Incubus System Chapter 835. What’s The Big Plan?

‘Do you have any solution?’ I asked him, flicking my gaze at him.

Lord Damon shot back, a hint of frustration lacing his response.

‘What makes you think I’ve got all the answers? Didn’t I just say I only know what my old man told me in bedtime tales?’ His eyes held a tinge of irritation, not directed at me.

I let out a heavy breath. ‘So, you don’t have any thoughts, any inkling, anything at all?’

If only I could provide some lead or hint, but accessing the border?

It was a big nope in my book. I lacked any information about the guardian or the border.

With two demon lords and one guardian in the mix, I couldn’t crunch the numbers or make any sort of prediction. Jumping into that situation blindly would be a suicide mission.

This time, it was Lord Damon’s turn to release a long sigh.

‘I’m just as clueless. It’s a lose-lose situation at this point. We’re between a rock and a hard place,’ he concurred.

I could empathize with his demeanor. He was a king among demons, ancient beyond measure. His pride was as towering as a skyscraper. Not comprehending matters related to our demon ilk was enough to grind his gears.

‘We need a game plan, some way to crack this nut without blowing ourselves into oblivion,’ I said.

Lord Damon nodded. ‘We’ve got to figure out something. This isn’t just about our pride; it’s about the balance of our realms,’ he mused.

Lord Damon and I fell into a silence. But then, ideas buzzed in my mind, ranging from dispatching investigators to holding Beel and Zatan’s city, basically staking our claim on their turf. But those two didn’t seem bothered. It all seemed like a dead-end street.

‘Maybe we should pay a visit to their turf,’ Lord Damon suddenly suggested.

I blinked, fixing my attention back on him. ‘What do you mean?’

He met my gaze. ‘Not ‘we’, but specifically me. While you guard the other end. If the human world falls into their hands, they’ll have a field day, building armies and expanding their dominion faster. That world’s a gold mine for demons,’ he explained.

I scratched my head, weighing the options. It made sense; the human world, with its abundant resources and unsuspecting populace, was a greater prospect for those power-hungry demons.

‘Alright, so while you’re diving into their territories, I’ll be the gatekeeper on the other side, making sure nothing sneaks through,’ I summarized.

Lord Damon nodded, his expression resolute. ‘We can’t risk the human world falling into their hands. That’d be a disaster waiting to happen,’ he affirmed. It was time to roll the dice and hope for the best.

Beel, that slimy demon, had this freaky ability to churn out his own soldiers like pesky amoebas.

And where did they end up? Just inside innocent humans of course. It was a match made in some twisted demon heaven. Plus, the rumors, whispers about how feasting on humans could turbocharge a demon’s power. No one could verify the facts, but the belief was there.

‘Also, I’ll get Irien on the line to speed up the armor production and send Syntyche to the human world to have your back. Her Spyder will be a gem there since that’s where those two wanna be tyrants will be setting up shop. They’ve probably bailed on everything they had here,’ Lord Damon chimed in.

‘Alright, spill it. What’s the big plan? What’s your game once you step into their playground?’ I prodded.