Degrade from Nobility to a Humble Slave novel Chapter 4082

"I'll go with you!"

"Me, too!"

"Manuel, please take me with you!"

The Monkey Masters were speaking over each other now, scrambling for the chance to accompany Manuel.

Manuel was the leader of the Monkey Masters.

Manuel's eyes scanned the throng quickly. "Tearrag, Hagar, and Nereus. The three of you, come with me!"

Now that some people had brought wolf teeth here to the Ghost Mountain, there was no need to worry about any of them escaping.

The Monkey Masters were all indispensable core members of the Monkey Spirit Sect. Even if they became Treacherous Beings, they would be extremely powerful after they were awakened.

As the cyan-skinned Great Ghost Priest led the way back to the Ghost Altar, he felt dread creep into his heart.

He was a Great Ghost Priest on the side of the human race.

He had been worried on his way to deliver the wolf tooth.

If the wolf tooth was real, it wouldn't be good for the humans at the Ghost Altar right now.

Now that that was the case, those humans were definitely in danger.

The cyan-skinned Great Ghost Priest and the four Monkey Masters arrived at the space channel shortly. With a small bow, the Great Ghost Priest gestured respectfully for the Monkey Masters to go through first. "After you."

Manuel swaggered into the space channel.

In an instant, he reappeared at an entrance above the Ghost Altar.

"A Treacherous Being?"

Zen and the others looked up and stared at Manuel as he stepped into view.

Manuel wasn't actively emanating any aura.

But his mere presence inspired awe.

Zen hadn't experienced this feeling for a long time, not even with the Eye Spirit.

Was this Treacherous Being a hatred-level one? How powerful was he?

"Greetings, Master Manuel!"

the Primeval Lord of Heaven spoke up, respectfully.

Although the Ghost Mountain belonged to the Ghost Master, he hadn't awoken yet.

The Ghost Mountain was under the control of these Monkey Masters. Among them, Manuel enjoyed the highest status. He was thus, at that moment, the de facto controller of the Ghost Mountain.

Manuel nodded to the Primeval Lord of Heaven in acknowledgement.

He ignored the other Great Ghost Priests completely.

The Great Ghost Priests were powerful and majestic beings in the eyes of Bacchus and the other warriors from many races.

But in the eyes of the Monkey Masters, they were merely a group of slaves.

As far as the Monkey Masters were concerned, the Great Ghost Priests were nothing but prisoners tasked to serve the Ghost Mountain for generations.

After the Night View Island was sealed, these slaves were barred from going out. Otherwise, they would go out to search for wolf teeth on behalf of the Monkey Spirit Sect.

The Primeval Lord of Heaven was probably the only one with a high status among them, and the only one whom Manuel respected. Manuel even relied on him to help awaken the Ghost Master.

Manuel's nod of acknowledgement was thus a great privilege the other Great Ghost Priests would never be able to get.

"Who brought the wolf tooth here?" Manuel asked imperiously.

"Me," answered the Eye Spirit.

"How many wolf teeth do you still have?" Manuel continued.

"Nine," the Eye Spirit replied.

The eyes of the four Monkey Masters flashed with excitement.

All those present knew instantly what that meant.

"Hand them over," Manuel ordered.

Although the Element Spirit Civilization was unusual in form, Manuel remained unperturbed.

He had seen many things: the world formed by pure fire spirits, the world formed by water spirits, and many others.