Every minute Denise, Cranston, and Zakaria waited felt like a second. It wasn’t that they were bored, but they were all anxious as they were going to meet their king.

“Ma’am, is it true that our king is immortal?” Zakaria asked, sounding extremely curious.

“I’m not sure, but from what I heard, he can not only regenerate his limbs but he can also turn his age back if he wants,” Denise said. “Even if you put him in a blender and turn him into a pulp, he’ll still self-assemble and be reborn.”

“Eh?” Zakaria was stunned.

“How are we going to impress such a man?” Cranston looked a little worried. “If we don’t impress him, what will he do to us?” He and Zakaria may be powerful, but compared to the vampire knights, they were still inferior in terms of fighting skills.

“Don’t worry too much. I have prepared ten different plans on how to take control over humanity while minimizing our losses as much as possible,” Denise said. “We’ll, not just me, but the ten dragons together did it.”

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