Chapter 1440 - 82: The Persistent and the Compromising

After arranging the first wave of Ancient Demons properly, Marcus went out again, intending to search for more tribesmen.

But the space in the refuge was just so big, and the maximum number of people it could hold was around ten thousand—any more than that, the required supplies would be quite a burden for Marcus.

Three thousand...

Marcus set his small goal.

Three thousand people, which wouldn’t take much time, wouldn’t require much resources, and wouldn’t attract too much attention. Marcus’s calculations were indeed quite accurate.

And in fact, just as Marcus expected, when all three thousand Ancient Demons were placed in the refuge, everything seemed calm, without arousing suspicion.

After completing all this, Marcus left enough supplies for the Ancient Demons to use for seven days, then his figure flickered and he disappeared.

...

District 3 Outpost Base.

When Marcus returned to his military position, the sky was already dark.

Yet the entire District 3 Outpost Base was still brightly lit—due to the harassment from the Demon Fiends, tonight was destined to be sleepless.

Of course, all of this was not much related to Marcus, as the superior didn’t assign Marcus any more specific tasks, just said if he wanted to go, he could go, otherwise, just hold the line.

A simple order.

To Marcus, he was unwilling to meddle in these troublesome matters—originally part of the Demon Tribe, but became the legion commander of the Human Legion, what position do you expect Marcus to place himself in on the front line?

In fact, Marcus himself didn’t understand...

But someone did understand...

His brother could understand...

...

"Marcus!"

A deep voice rang out from outside the door, and soon, before Marcus could respond, the door was already pulled open.

Marcus was just lying on the bed, turned his head to glance at the visitor, and then ignored him.

Ray...

Marcus’s brother, also someone whose fate was the same or even intertwined.

"Get up, come out with me."

Ray came to Marcus’s bedside and spoke to Marcus.

And Marcus just maintained a posture like a sluggish fish.

"Hurry up..."

Ray seemed a bit impatient, his speech was fast and his tone was severe.

"What for?"

"To fight the enemy!"

"What is the enemy?"

"The Demon Tribe is the enemy!"

"Pfft..."

A sneer sounded, such a simple conversation, yet it made Marcus show a mocking expression, he completely turned over, laying sideways looking at Ray, and mockingly said in a low voice.

"What, truly consider yourself human?"

Upon hearing, Ray just frowned slightly, then sighed.

He sat on Marcus’s bed, as if comforting his younger brother, slowly began to speak.

"Marcus, the situation has changed..."

"Yes, changed, you became human, right?"

"No, it’s us, we’ve become human..."

At this moment, Ray’s eyes were sincere, he was looking at Marcus like a child who would never grow up...

"It’s been decades, already decades...There was no response from the Demon Palace, and no one connected with us, actually you should understand, the level and power of us two couldn’t possibly catch the eye of Demon Lord, he gave us two orders back then, I thought left and right, always felt it was a dispensable move, however now, the dispensable move has turned into a dead end..."

"We have already been abandoned."

Ray recognized reality, and he accepted reality.

Marcus also recognized reality...

But he did not accept reality!

At this moment, Marcus’s voice was calm.

"I know we’ve been abandoned, but that doesn’t mean we can abandon our essence, discard all that we once were. Whatever you want to do, Ray, I don’t care, but now, I don’t want to do anything."

"I don’t want to truly be like the soldiers of Yanjing guarding the borders, nor do I want to be rampant like Demon Fiends and then be killed by stronger professionists, I just want to honestly scrape some military pay, wait for some time, retire, find a deserted place to peacefully live out my life, that’s all."

These words Marcus said sincerely...

But what the truth really is, isn’t something that can be clearly expressed by just saying.

Seeing Marcus in a thoroughly stagnant state, Ray ultimately shook his head, then walked out of Marcus’s room.

Mobilize the troops, organize the soldiers, fully armed.

Ray dashed forward madly towards the areas where the demon plague was most rampant guiding his subordinates through the night!

He needed merit, he needed status, he had ambition, he wanted to climb higher...

He truly wanted to become human, to thoroughly integrate into Earth, even within Yanjing.

He and Marcus were completely opposite.

...

The previous conversation was like a demonic sound in the ear, swirling and restless in Marcus’s mind; the more he thought, the more complicated his heart became, the more scattered his thoughts were.

His situation, Ray’s situation, all sorts of everything, seemed like a series of heavy bombs, exploding in Marcus’s mind.

Competing for misery...

No one was more miserable than him and Ray...

The sound of the departure of lined troops rang in his ears, Marcus listened as Ray walked further and further away. After waiting for tens of minutes, he got up from bed, dressed, activated his teleportation ability, and in the blink of an eye, disappeared from his barracks.

The defenses at the District 3 Outpost Base were already loose, plus Marcus had been here for too long, not to mention Marcus’s skill system was extremely good at sneaking, within a very short time, Marcus disappeared within the Outpost Base and appeared near the refuge.

He was very confident that his actions couldn’t be discovered by anyone.

As Marcus went deeper into the Ground Cave, after a while, he finally arrived at the residence of the Ancient Demons—a series of tents were already erected, some Ancient Demons had fallen asleep.

The night-guarding Ancient Demons noticed Marcus’s presence.

"My lord."

They stepped forward one after another, looking at Marcus with mixed feelings of gratitude and fear in their eyes.

Gratitude, naturally for Marcus’s kindness.

Fear, then fearing Marcus reneging, prepared to sell out the Demon Tribe here...

After all, humans and demons cannot coexist.

Perceiving the psychological activities of these Ancient Demons, Marcus showed them a smile.

"Arrange a bed for me, today, I’ll sleep with you guys."

He vaguely heard the Ancient Demons in front of him heavily breathe a sigh of relief.

...

He slept soundly through the night.

When Marcus opened his eyes and looked at his watch, he found the sun was high in the sky.

He tidied up briefly, then walked out of the tent, facing the grateful smiles of the surrounding Ancient Demons. At this moment, Marcus seemed to rediscover his life’s goal.

Hmm, this is nice.

He thought this way, then walked out of the cave.

Under the dim sunlight, a figure was elongated.

He saw Ray leaning against the cave entrance, his face calm.