Inside Glaton's castle, Glaton carefully looked at Daniel, a flattering smile on his face as he spoke.
"Daniel, I have released all the souls as you requested. If there is anything else you need, please don't hesitate to give the order!"
He had now fully understood. The Daniel in front of him was someone he could not afford to offend, so his attitude had shifted rapidly. The more one possesses, the more they fear losing it.
For Glaton, he had already become the ruler of the Undead Lands. There was no need to offend Daniel over something so trivial. If he truly allowed his consciousness to be overtaken by madness and destruction, that would be the end of him.
On the other hand, Daniel remained calm in response to Glaton's fawning. His expression was unreadable.
"But before that, there's one more thing I need to ask you, and that's about the Book of Souls."
