"Finished talking?" Dal spoke, staring into Kas's eyes, his emotions inscrutable.

Kas nodded his head affirmatively, indeed, he was done talking.

"Give your answer, come with me on the quest to become the King of Darkness."

His voice even carried a hint of tempting magic power, almost making one overlook his appearance and be enthralled by it.

"I can grant you the power of the Soul-sucking Ghosts, you can become stronger than even the Master of the Abyss!"

"Good that you're done talking."

Kas received no response; instead, what awaited him was a blade stabbing towards him.

All the Fran Guards struck out with their blades, as the body of the Dark Great Snake was large enough for each person to find their striking point.

Suddenly under attack, Kas trembled fiercely, his eyes instantly filled with fury and shock.

"Are you all insane? Could you have become slaves to the gods? I didn't expect you to be so ignorant of the value of the truth!"

He shook his massive body, suddenly repelling all the attacks, roaring furiously at the crowd.

"Really! How could this be? How could this be happening! Ignorant humans!"

His form suddenly plummeted into the darkness below while glaring at them viciously, leaving a final curse before disappearing.

"Fools living in forgetfulness and ignorance, farewell."

"Since you don't know the value of the truth, I will hide again in the Abyss, waiting for the arrival of a true king..."

"You all, keep trapping yourselves in chains, shortsighted fools!"

In such a situation, ordinary people might argue with Kas, trying to prove they're right.

But the Fran Guards are not ordinary people, rather than saying that upon hearing Kas's words, ordinary people would be motivated to sharpen their blades against Gwyn, eager to extinguish the Primordial Flame with a stomp.

The Fran Guards had only one attitude towards Kas's words.

"Who would believe the abyss's lies?"

The Four Kings of Little Londo had believed Kas's words, leading the entire Little Londo into becoming part of the Abyss Force, turning into their current monstrous state.

No matter how shocking or subversive Kas's words were, they would not trust this guy; the example of Little Londo was right before them!

Besides, with the recent experience of taking down the Four Kings of Little Londo, the Fran Guards' mindset had changed.

If they could win against something akin to a god, why become Soul-sucking Ghosts?

Surpassing the Master of the Abyss? Where did that come from, is he that powerful? 𝑓𝘳𝘦𝑒𝑤𝑒𝘣𝘯ℴ𝘷𝘦𝓁.𝑐𝑜𝑚

No matter how strong the Master of the Abyss is, he can surely be killed!

Why would they sacrifice themselves to the Abyss, filled with Evil Spirits?

Though there are bad entities like the Demon Clan, at least they were quite satisfied with the world they lived in now, and they were working hard to improve their lives.

As for the human dark age Kas spoke of... who knows if it's just an abyss deception? Not a word from this kind of individual could be trusted!

Dal sheathed his sword, waved his hand:

"Let's go, head home!"

Return and work together to get the Royal Artifact!

Meanwhile, in the Sain Dungeon, Yanor Londo.

"Is this the legendary Royal Artifact?"

Fingerley looked in astonishment at the golden "washbasin" before them.

"Its appearance is truly... extraordinarily sublime."