Olanma knelt before the Corpse Demon King.
The Corpse Demon King said coldly, "I want you to continue researching the radium-like material. Not only do I want you to deal with Yang Tian, but I also want you to spread our potion tubes across the world!"
A trace of nervousness flashed in Olanma's eyes.
He also understood the Corpse Demon King's intention: to make all of humanity believe in the Corpse Demons, making it easier for them to descend upon the human world.
Honestly, when it comes to dealing with Yang Tian, he is more than willing.
But letting the Corpse Demon clan descend on the human world is an enormous threat to Olanma as well. If not handled correctly, Milang Nation could also be occupied by the Corpse Demons, and his position would plummet.
"Didn't you understand what I meant?"
The Corpse Demon King let out a cold snort and waved his hand.
A Demon Minister stepped forward, waved his hand, and a demonic curse suddenly flew out and landed on Olanma.
