New World
Azazel started to move

The look on the face of the Dragon Yang immediately turned pale, seeing the spiral tree he usually guarded had now begun to wither. The white light bubbles that normally filled the inside of the spiral tree were now gone.

"It's urgent... The two Demons had brought the exit seal..."

Alan and the others were certainly not surprised by what happened, considering that the main purpose of anyone who came here must have been the seal that had been inside the spiral tree.

"Silent... We're just gonna take it back, right?" Alan stroked one part of the Yang Dragon's body, which had now changed back to its normal size. Making Dragon Yang look no longer as cute and cute as when Alan first saw it.

"Where should we look for him? The world of the Abyss is so vast." Dragon Yang instantly went into the biggest question that filled his mind. Seizing it might be possible, but if you can't figure out where the location of the seal bearer is? How are they gonna take it? There was no way they would continue to wander in the Abyss World in search of the exit seal of the Abyss World.

"Give me that! Just shut up and follow my words." Alan did not want to argue with Dragon Yang, faster if he directly asked the Joker to find the location of the seal.

'Joker! Do yourjob!'

[Object identification. Scanning positions.]

Alan slightly frowned seeing the position of the seal of the exit of the Abyss World was moving swiftly. Looking at the speed of motion of the seal, the greatest possibility was that Behemout was flying, not on foot.

'Can you display the possible purpose of the seal?'

[Checking the location around the object. Identification.].

The joker displays several locations that are in one lane with the direction of flying the seal.

"Hem... Looks like we need to move fast. The seal was flying towards a fairly distant area."

"Fly said?" Dragon Yang looked surprised, considering that he did not see the two Demons attacking him could fly. "Don't don't..." The face of the Dragon getting worse, imagining the worst possible possibility.

"What's wrong?"

"No... We better catch up with them. Besides, I better make sure of everything in person."

Dragon Yang flapped his two wings, inviting Alan and the others to climb onto his back. Alan, Flyin and Rendemiz certainly obeyed the will of Dragon Yang, the three of them immediately jumped up and climbed onto the back of Dragon Yang.

With one flap of wings, the body of the Yang Dragon was already floating in the air, another flap of wings. The body of the Yang Dragon darted through the wind that had only been stationary in place, forcing every wind to step aside as the Yang Dragon passed by.

"Master... Are you sure?" Flyin inquired once more about Alan's decision to snatch the seal from Behemout's hands. If Alan really wants to seize it, then he must contact Azazel. Given that there will definitely be dangers that Alan faces later.

"Certainly Flyin... For what reason do I have this much power but cannot get out of the Abyss World. Azazel would have done the same thing if he had known about the seal." Although Alan did not know what task Azazel would give him later, but Alan was sure if Azazel did not give Shadow Blood great power to just stay silent in the Abyss World. Azazel must have had a wish that could not be fulfilled on his own. Alan will be asked to do so.

"Well... Alright... But let me contact Mr. Azazel first. I don't want to make him have to rush to come to help you again.

"It's up to you Flyin... The more people the better." Alan is not too confusing if Azazel appears, it is Alan can be calmer if Azazel appears. There are powerful reinforcements Alan can count on.

While Rendemiz who had been silent could only hold tightly on the back of the Dragon, afraid if he was thrown from the back of the Dragon and fell free from heights. He did not care where Alan and Flyin would go, what danger would await, most importantly he could regain the Timeless Blade. If later the situation can not be resolved, he is enough to hide with his special powers.

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"Behemout is brash..." Azazel slammed the glass he had held. The glass glass was immediately split into pieces of glass fragments scattered on the floor.

"I've gone to great lengths to gather the Demon soul soul to form Shadow Blood. But if this exit from the Abyss World cannot be used, then everything will be in vain."

Azazel felt so infuriated by the Behemout, that the exit of the Abyss World should be able to be opened in a moment. Given the locking seal would be at its weakest point when it had been a thousand years after the war. However if the seal were to be destroyed, then there would be no more exits from the Abyss World. All the plans he built against Alan would be in vain.

"Well if that's what you want. I'll interfere in the affairs of the Abyss World then..." Azazel stepped out of his palace.

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A middle-aged man was sitting on a soft chair that could be rotated. In front of him there is a computer screen that displays graphics that are so complicated. For ordinary people, maybe the graph will make it difficult to read. But for the man, the graph is like a writing that he can read clearly. A smile was drawn on his face, signifying the satisfaction of the graphics displayed by the screen before him.

"Good... Thirty Million users... And it will continue to grow..." The figure of the man is named Remi Malan, the leader of Microboot who takes care of marketing.

Thock...

Thock...

"Now..." Remi's voice came out from his mouth after hearing the door of his room being knocked from outside. The beautiful figure of her secretary who used to sit at the front desk of her room was now coming in to escort someone who was following behind her.

"Mr Remi... Mr. Mason came to see you." The secretary hurriedly told the leader, afraid that the guest behind him would rush into the room.

"Ah... Mr. Mason... What does the PR part need to come to the marketing part? What can I help you with?" Remi hurriedly stood up and asked Mason who arrived to come to his room without making an appointment first. Remi urged Mason to sit in the chair in front of his desk.

"It's a hospital payment request for a child who lost consciousness while playing New World. I want this to fit into the marketing budget." Mason puts a map containing hospital bills on Remi's desk.

"What?" Remi looked at the list of hospital bills that touched the 7-digit number in dollars.

"I know you'd be surprised, I was just as surprised when I saw that first. That's why I'm asking you to put that bill into your marketing budget.

"Why can? It has nothing to do with marketing." Remi tries to reject what Mason wants. Adding one and a half million dollars in marketing budget, as well as turning off the marketing project that he is running.

"Well... I guess..." Mason let out a long sigh hearing what Remi said.

"Look... We're still lucky this kid doesn't have any parents. If only he still had parents, how much compensation would we have to give him?"

"But... Why should the marketing department bear it?"

"Look... What if this news gets out? We certainly don't want that to happen. Recall... Wellington's family is behind the boy. If we don't bear the hospital expenses until the child is sober. Then the Wellington family will definitely act out of our control." Mason was a little stirred up by the emotion of hearing Remi's complaints. How could Remi think if for the sake of keeping the good name of the company is not concerned with the marketing part.

"When should we take care of the child?" Remi did not want to argue anymore. However, he knows that Mason has done his best to save the company's good name.

"Either... The engineering and development department said he won't be able to log out until the next New World update."

"Next update?" Remi instantly limp... Imagine the budget of marketing will be more swollen.

"That's all from me... Recall... Don't let you act to not pay the bill." Mason stood up from his seat and began to step out of Remi's study.

"I could've thrown you in the street if our company's good name got smeared." Mason paused his footsteps, warning that he would not hesitate to take extreme measures if a small problem like this had an effect on the good name of the company.

"glue..."

Remi's voice gulped his saliva inside. He knows very well that Mason doesn't play with what he says. Lost already the sense of happiness that he had just got after seeing the graph of the development of New World, replaced with the issue of hospital payments that must be part of marketing responsibility.

After Mason disappeared, Remi immediately took the phone to contact his secretary.

"Have all the supervisors come together now. We're gonna make a change to the marketing plan."

Gleck...

Remi leaned back in his soft seat, thinking of a marketing plan that he had to change in its entirety.