Chapter 125 -125-The Powerful Malkar
Sarko stood to the side, jaws dropped, utterly stunned by the tumult unfolding before his eyes.
It wasn’t until this moment that he finally awakened to a terrifying realization: when Daniel had slain Karsas earlier, he hadn’t even unleashed his full potential.
Even now—after displaying a power capable of subjugating the entire Abyss—Sarko believed Daniel was still holding something back. After all, this cunning human had never once allowed him to win anything when they had made bets. How could such a man possibly reveal all his cards?
With only a moment’s hesitation, Sarko made a decision. His survival depended on staying aligned with Daniel. For now, it would be far wiser not to show any hostility.
Daniel, who had been calmly observing the reactions around him, noticed Sarko’s wary stance. With casual confidence, he addressed him:
"My friend, this isn’t quite the scenario you described. It seems your Emperor doesn’t appear very welcoming."
Sarko heard the subtle sting in Daniel’s words—an underlying question, a reprimand. His heart sank. He now knew that if Daniel decided to eliminate him, it would be easier than crushing an ant.
He reflexively glanced at the Emperor of the Abyss, opened his mouth as if to speak—but no words came.
This was a disastrous turn; wreaked either way, he’d find himself damned.
Sensing Sarko’s paralysis, Malkar transmitted a voice into his mind—the darkness spilled from his tone like thick tar.
"Sarko, coward! Why are you standing still? Why hasn’t your blade moved?"