A figure wearing a hat and mask emerged from the darkness, stepping before the black men. When he removed his hat and mask, they were met with a mixture of surprise and fear.
They rejoiced that this person was Bai Ye, whom they had been desperately searching for. However, they feared that Bai Ye's complexion was not good at the moment.
His silence only amplified their apprehension. It felt as though they were facing a god of death, poised to take their lives at any moment.
Gulp— The leader of the black men took a deep breath, forcing a smile as he stepped forward, pulling a box of cigars from his white suit.
"Heh heh~ Mr. Bai, please don't be angry. I'm here on official business, with absolutely no ill intentions."
"Here, have a cigar. Gu Xiba, it has a very good flavor." As he spoke, the black leader skillfully and respectfully offered the cigar.
Following Da Xia's social customs, offering a cigarette to a prominent figure was a common courtesy.
However, the cigar that was just offered suddenly ignited, and the terrifying heat instantly burned the black man's hand. Startled, the black leader cried out in pain and flung the cigar away. "Read books!"
"Captain," the black men called out worriedly, but could only watch helplessly.
"Quickly get to the point while you can still speak," Bai Ye's indifferent voice immediately silenced everyone. He disliked this indirect way of conducting business.
Moreover, the fact that none of the many African countries had joined the World Alliance had long since drawn their attention.
Information from Da Xia's high command indicated that Africa also had interdimensional portals. Confidential information also revealed that the African nations seemed to have reached some consensus with certain alien races.
What displeased them the most was that Bai Ye's live broadcasts were still not permitted, and they wouldn't even call him Brother Ye!
Sensing the chill emanating from Bai Ye, the black men's hearts sank. Although several large fires were burning around them, they felt no warmth. In fact, their hands and feet felt cold…
"We are government officials from the nation of Tanzania. We've come to find you, Mr. Bai, to invite you to Tanzania to discuss a matter of great importance." The black leader spoke urgently, enduring the pain of his burned hand.
"This matter can influence the situation of our entire Blue Star."
"It can influence the situation of our entire Blue Star?" Bai Ye's gaze swept over the black leader, a hint of interest appearing in his eyes.
"Lying to me comes with a great price."
Bai Ye's threat was delivered calmly, but the thought of his usual methods of turning 'small animals' into barbecue or popsicles made the black men uneasy.
"No, no! Who would dare lie to you, Mr. Bai?" The black leader waved his hands repeatedly. Then, he gestured for another black man behind him to step forward.
The man carried a black, long box. After walking to the front, the black leader carefully opened it.
"Mr. Bai, please look. This is the sincerity we've brought."
Inside the black box lay a greatsword, nearly a meter long. Its body was gray-white, and its blade gleamed with a cold light, indicating its extreme sharpness.
Bai Ye glanced at it and asked, "Demon-Slaying weapon?"
The black leader nodded vigorously, a smile appearing on his face as he saw Bai Ye's interest. "As expected of Mr. Bai, your eyesight is truly remarkable."
"This is indeed a demon-slaying weapon. But it's different from the demon-slaying weapons that our countries currently possess. Not only is its demon-slaying effect more powerful, but it also possesses formidable functions!"
"Mr. Bai, please look!" The black leader displayed a mysterious smile, tilting his head slightly and ordering a burly black man beside him to wield the sword.
The burly black man picked up the greatsword, his gaze fixed on a nearby car. He raised the sword and recited a spell.
"Fawor!"
As the incantation was spoken, red patterns lit up on the sword's body, and a scorching aura emanated from it. When the burly black man swung the sword through the air towards the car, a crimson fire blade shot out from the sword, striking the car with incredible speed.
The car was instantly sliced in half, then exploded with a roar, sending flames and shrapnel flying everywhere.
"Holy crap! You damn idiot!"
"Damn it!"
"Mr. Bai, we're so sorry…"
The black men jumped in fright, shouting curses as they fled.
Seeing that the other cars nearby were about to suffer the same fate and explode sequentially, a wave of extreme cold suddenly descended. The scattered debris was frozen in mid-air, and the flames on the burning car were instantly extinguished.
The surroundings fell silent once more. Seeing that Bai Ye had intervened, the black men slowly returned.
"Draghi, who told you to test it like that? You idiot?" The black leader snatched the greatsword back from the burly black man. Then, his expression changed instantly, and he offered the sword to Bai Ye with a fawning smile.
"Mr. Bai, see! We didn't lie to you, did we?"
Holding the greatsword, Bai Ye had to admit that it had piqued his interest, and quite significantly.
Releasing his spatial perception to investigate, Bai Ye quickly discovered the secret. In the hilt, between the guard and the blade, there was a demon crystal the size of a finger.
Fine veins ran from the crystal throughout the blade. Each vein was minuscule, measured in micrometers.
"To be frank, Mr. Bai. With the help of some elders, our African Alliance has begun producing these demon-slaying weapons. We believe the hidden abilities within these weapons will be of great help to humanity." The black leader explained cautiously.
"However, although these weapons are powerful, they also have a drawback. The user must be sufficiently powerful themselves, otherwise, they will be harmed by them."
As he spoke, the black leader’s gaze shifted to the burly black man. The man's hands were cracked, blood slowly oozing out, and there was even a scorched smell. But given the circumstances, he could only endure it.
"Those elders you speak of, they should be the Half-Demon race, shouldn't they?" Bai Ye asked with a smile of considerable interest. The spell the burly black man had just cast was in the common tongue of the Tetes world.
And it was rumored that the Half-Demon race was the one that used and manufactured these weapons.