"You'll do whatever I command?"
Satan was becoming less and less inclined to kill Borak.
Borak nodded eagerly, saying, "Whatever you command, Lord Demon King Satan, I will do without complaint!"
Satan slowly released his grip, stepped aside, and stated, "What you want to do has nothing to do with me. Do whatever you wish!"
After saying this, he vanished, and the thirty thousand demon soldiers retreated with him!
This idiot Borak, Satan was too lazy to bother killing him!
William had indeed annoyed him just now, and he felt the need to retaliate!
Of course, the most crucial point was that he had casually taken Borak's bronze mask, sensing the remnants of William the Obliterator's energy on it, and its quality might even be higher than his God-slaying Spear.
Having snatched such a treasure, why wouldn't he make a quick escape?
Wait for William the Obliterator to realize and demand it back?
Time to slip away!
