As a high-level race that dominated the capital of Ultimate Evil, the Evil Spirits had always been known for their strict hierarchy.

Those with low cultivation had to be absolutely obedient to those with high cultivation, and the one with the highest cultivation was the current leader of the Evil Spirits. Thus, within the Evil Spirits, no member dared to call Adolphus by his name.

At that moment, Vincent was standing in front of their stronghold with the appearance of an Evil Spirit. He kept saying that Adolphus was his friend. This caused the two Evil Spirit warriors guarding the door to look at each other in dismay.

As the race was extremely united, they were able to gain a firm foothold in the capital of Ultimate Evil. Every member was not an idiot. When the Evil Spirit in front of them called out Adolphus's name, the two gatekeepers were almost certain that he was definitely not an Evil Spirit!

After all, the capital of Ultimate Evil was filled with various races, and the ability to change one's appearance was not uncommon. The fact that the creature in front of them dared to impersonate an Evil Spirit and brazenly request to see the leader meant that there was still half-truth in his words, and that was that he was indeed a friend of their leader.

"Wait a moment!"

The Evil Spirit Warrior turned around and walked into the stronghold.

Soon, Adolphus personally went out to welcome him. He looked at the Evil Spirit in front of him and could not find any flaws at all. Adolphus said very calmly, "Why don't I remember having a friend like you?"

Vincent opened his arms and said with a smile, "No way, brother! Think about it carefully, the two of us met in the manure pit!"

The corners of Adolphus's mouth twitched violently. Vincent looked at his somewhat comical face that had not changed for thousands of years. At this time, Adolphus could already confirm that the person in front of him was Vincent in disguise. However, Vincent's words made him lose his reputation in front of his subordinates.

Adolphus suppressed his emotions, turned around, and said, "I remember now, I do indeed have a friend like you, come in with me!"

Vincent smiled and waved to the two Evil Spirit warriors guarding the door and followed Adolphus into the stronghold.

When the door was quiet again, the two Evil Spirit warriors gathered together in surprise and discussed carefully.

"No way! The leader actually went to the manure pit to make friends? Why did he go to the manure pit?"

"The leader is unfathomable. The things he does are not something that we can understand at our level!"

The structure of the Evil Spirit Race's stronghold was very simple. The first floor was occupied by the weakest group of the Evil Spirit Race. They were also the ones with the lowest status. They were used as a daily moving or guarding team.

They stored a large number of materials on the second floor. Vincent looked over curiously and felt that everything was dazzling.

Only those who were strong could live on the third floor. Adolphus's room was naturally on the top floor.

After Adolphus brought Vincent into his room, he locked the door behind him. He then walked to the closet in the living room and gently twisted a mechanism that looked like an ordinary chandelier. Suddenly, a secret door opened!

The space inside the secret door was not big. There was only a simple bed. On the bed laid the still unconscious Ebenezer. At that moment, he still looked alive, but he could only lie there quietly like a dead man. No matter how much Adolphus tried, he could not wake him up.

Adolphus led Vincent into the secret room and could not help but ask softly, "I really don't understand. What method did you use to make his death look so real?"

Vincent checked Ebenezer's wound and found that the broken scroll left in Ebenezer's wound had disappeared. He could not help but smile and ask in return, "Really? You really don't understand at all?"

Adolphus knew that Vincent would ask such a question. He could not help but say, "Of course I can see that you have used a scroll, but I don't know what kind of scroll can have such an effect."

The corners of Vincent's mouth curled up. It was as if he had been waiting for Adolphus to ask him about it for a long time. He casually took out a brand-new scroll and said proudly, "It's nothing. It's just a modified authority scroll that Jackson left behind when he tried to harm me! I modified Ebenezer's movement status to 'death', but I did not modify his life. Therefore, he will not die under my blade. He will only become a living dead in the eyes of the audience!"

"What, what! Modified Authority Scroll!"

Adolphus exclaimed in shock. His eyes filled with envy and fanaticism as he looked at the scroll in Vincent's hand.

Authority was a rare divine ability. If one possessed the ability to modify the authority scroll, it was equivalent to carrying a trump card that was sufficient to contend against high-level creatures. This was a powerful temptation that even Adolphus could not reject!

Vincent ignored Adolphus. Instead, he gently tore open the scroll in his hands, before patting it on Ebenezer's head.

"Modified recovery!"

With a soft shout from Vincent, the scroll in his hand lit up with a bright light. It was so bright that they could not even open their eyes.

Then, with a flash, all of the light entered Ebenezer's body.

Ebenezer suddenly opened his eyes, as if he had been in a long nightmare. He was in shocked and panted heavily. It was not until he paid attention to his surroundings that he saw the two Evil Spirits standing beside him.

"You... Who are you? Why am I still alive?"

Ebenezer sat up and looked warily at Vincent and Adolphus.

"Good disciple, congratulations on successfully leaving the Arena of Life and Death!" said Vincent with a chuckle as he changed back to his original appearance.

Ebenezer widened his eyes instantly as he looked at the smiling Vincent. He recalled the conversation between the master and disciple in the arena and instantly thought of something.

It must be that his master had used some means and connections to allow him to leave the arena alive!

Ebenezer firmly believed in this. This was even if he did not see the evidence and had no way to confirm his conjecture. However, given his identity as someone who had lost in the arena, leaving the arena alive was enough to make him firmly believed in everything.

"Master!"

Ebenezer fell to his knees with a plop. He confessed to Vincent with incomparable sorrow, "It was I who did not understand master's good intentions back then. I even misunderstood that master wanted to abandon me in exchange for freedom. If I offended master in words, please punish me!"

Vincent leaned over and patted Ebenezer's shoulder, "Enough!"

He said with a smile, "You and I don't need to care about these formalities. I didn't save you out of good intentions. There aren't many people I can trust right now. You're one of them. That's why I tried my best to save you. After all, a Shadow Demon without a status is definitely the most terrifying assassin in the Ultimate Evil Lord!"

Ebenezer stood up and nodded solemnly to Vincent, saying, "I understand! In the future, I will be a shadow without status in the capital of Ultimate Evil. No matter what master wants me to do, I will have no regrets!"

Vincent nodded with gratification and said, "Good boy, you should recuperate first. After you recover, we will do something big together!"