Of course, Occam did not know that the Internet was arguing about him.
At this moment, "Sir, these demonic creatures!"
Atos looked at Occam waiting. He would not act rashly without permission.
Waiting for Occam's orders was his way of survival.
"These demonic creatures are just a bunch of low-level, stupid tools. They have no high-level intelligence."
Occam muttered to himself as he watched the demonic creatures creatures scramble around.
Of course, Occam did not care about the lives of these demonic creatures. Finally, there was no need to mention Atos. He did not dare to care anymore, nor did he dare to care about anything.
Occam grew bored and stretched. He had been standing since he arrived. He had not moved. He was tired.
"No matter how stupid or foolish these demonic creatures are, they are still walking points."
Occam smiled.
He had always been enthusiastic about the benefits.