Chapter 1122 Grand Humanoid Evil Tree

"Mister Ricky, how much do you know about human devils?" Queenie asked as a smile tempered the steel in her voice. She hadn't fully let her guard down, but after Ricky calmed himself down, she also stopped acting as threatening as before.

"I heard that there are living creatures called human devils in this world. That's all I know," answered Ricky. A resentful sneer dimmed the smile on Queenie's face when she heard his answer.

"You are right. We, human devils, are all low-level creatures to both creatures born on the continent and creatures of devil race. A genius like you, Mister Ricky, will never be interested in knowing that," she remarked indignantly.

However, despite the resentment that her words held, Ricky could tell that she felt helpless and indignant toward the situation as well.

'I guess the situation of human devils is not as good as I previously thought, ' reflected Ricky. Although honestly, he never gave much thought to human devils at all. But after hearing what Queenie said, he now understood why she felt that way. Unfortunately, he didn't have time to dwell on other people's problems, as he also had issues of his own.

At that moment, he still had a lot of problems that he needed to solve.

"I don't know about other people, but I never look down upon anyone or any race," Ricky told Queenie sincerely. "Even if they are my enemies, I will not judge them based on their bloodline and background. If I consider them my enemies, then it is because of their actions and not for anything else," he continued.

"I see that you are quite open-minded, Mister Ricky," responded Queenie, as one of her eyebrows lifted in disbelief. She had a hard time believing him, as life had taught her the opposite.

Since she was a child, she had learned never to believe anyone else except human devils. Otherwise, she would get hurt.

"We, human devils, have been trying our best to survive in this world over the past years. We have to deal with all the creatures born on the continent and creatures of devil race, and that is not an easy thing to do. I am sure you know that," stated Queenie.

She paused for a short while, reminiscing the hardships that she had faced in the past. And as Ricky looked at her in the eyes, he too could sense the difficulties she had suffered.

"Judging from your situation, I can only guess how hard it must have been, but I'm sure it is a hundred times harder than I can imagine," Ricky responded somberly, as he was aware of the delicacy of their topic, and he didn't want to say something insensitive.

"To be honest, we are truly grateful to all the creatures born on the continent, for many of you are just and kind. Their kind hearts are the reason that human devils have survived there until this day," added Queenie.

Then, she paused and studied Ricky. She had to take the time and breathe, for her words, at that moment, weighed heavily on her soul.

"However, in this world where the weak would fall prey to the strong, strength is the only thing that matters. And the most important reason that human devils have gotten to where they are today is mostly because of our strength,"

which is to use me and hunt me down afterwards," Ricky responded with a smile.

Well, he was right, to an extent. Indeed, Queenie had chosen a third option, which was to force Ricky to yield to her.

Of course, it was good to have an incredible demi-spiritual emperor of your level by your side. However, it would be even better if you killed an incredible demi-spiritual emperor of your level, as that would prove to everyone the extent of your abilities.

Moreover, it would be a greater shock for anyone if one managed to make an incredible demi-spiritual emperor of the same level surrender.

Queenie desperately wanted to subjugate an incredible demi-spiritual emperor from the continent and make him yield to her. In that way, she could avenge her race for the difficulties they had suffered in the past, and it could also be the perfect venue to show off her power to other forces.

"I never use benefits to draw people to my side. I use my own way, just like what I am doing now. So, I hope you don't mind," Queenie casually mentioned as if she didn't care about what Ricky said.

Hearing this, Ricky was speechless.

"You are very different from your peers," he remarked after a short silence, amusement lightening his expression. He inwardly laughed and thought to himself, 'What can I do? Queenie knows the identity of the Evil Mandragora. I have no choice but to help her, no matter what she wants from me.

It's not like I can kill her, either. Undoubtedly, she is powerful enough to have a backup, and she might even tell other people about my secret.

If that happens, all the creatures on the four continents will find out that I am with the Evil Mandragora.'

Queenie could not read his thought, but it was evident from his expression that he was about to give in to her. A triumphant smile flashed across her face. "I think so too," she said with amusement.

"After this, you have one month to prepare, and then you can come to the Nether Manor to meet me. You will follow me to our ancestral land, where we will locate the grand humanoid evil tree of this era," she added.