Host, Please Be Honest! What Exactly Are You?

667  A RED and BRIGHT Future
How terrible. 
FEAR, they say, is a powerful tool. 
It would control the mind and make many turn irrational in the blink of an eye. 
Already, they had envisioned their impending imprisonment and life if the demons win. 
Who cares about wealth? So what if you're wealthy?
You're still at the bottom of the food chain, and will still get devoured sooner or later. 
Everyone once again felt their bodies quivering nonstop.
The hidden space they were in was cool and standard, yet, they were sweating buckets as they just fought off a giant octopus in the seas. 
Their clothes were damp, and their mouths still full with the aftertaste of vomit. 
Old Gia rolled his eyes heavenwards, cutting Lucifer and these ancient beings off. 
"Food is what—"
"Excuse me, but can it that you monsters have an inbuilt trait of talking too much? Forgive this old man, but I'm afraid I can't let you talk my ears to deaf any longer."
"Honestly," Old Gia continued. "If you wanted to put me to bed, you should have just said so from the very start."
How annoying.
Old Gia tapped a coin, drawing out a giant Katana from it, causing those in the livestreams to grow wild.
AHHH!
So cool! So cool!
They swore they've never seen anything cooler. 
"Hey, don't forget this old man…" Old Bho appeared, with a giant hammer. 
"And us," Old Ghu spoke, holding Old Madam Ghu's hand, looking like a fairy couple. 

"Hey, if you old bastards don't add me in, see how I deal with you later!" It was Xiang Shore, one of the most highly decorated Police Chief's in the country. 

"Well, I might as well reveal myself too." Old Hou also flew from an unknown space, joining the ranks and making the barrage tremble maniacally. 
"I can't be wrong! That's Old Gia! Even though he now looks like he's in his late 20's, I swear that's the face I recognize in our textbooks and old newspaper clippings!"
"F***! Isn't that Old Doctor Hou? How come he is looking so young? No plastic surgery in the world can make an old man's bones grow strong and his body look so frim like a newborn baby's buttocks!"
"Damn you, despicable monsters! You want to turn us into food banks? BAH! We are not so defenseless!"
"Yeah! Yeah! Kick their ass! Show them who's boss!"
"Send them back to the portals they came from, and tell them that this planet is bloody OURS!"
"Yeah!"
"Yeah!"
"Yeah!"
 "Hold on, I recognize more people. Isn't that the Tian family's famous Butler Sheng? So he too is among the fighters?"
"Wow… Vardos President Ghant is here! It's truly an honor."
"Wait! I see our country's Vice-President Ling Cho here. But where is our president? Could it be that he was part of the enemy all along?"
"Exactly! I heard that he was actually a monster in disguise and was only taken care of a few days back."
"F***! How can this be? So we have been serving a monster president all this time?"
"Kill them!"
"Kick their asses!"
"Destroy them!"
…
Those watching kept growing wild as many disciples took out their weapons. It was even more exciting for those who knew or have seen these disciples and elders before. 
AIR… AIR… AIR… 
Chen Su felt his chest going up and down when watching the broadcast. 
"Those old bastards… Old Bho… Old Gia… All of them…" He muttered, hate and greed evident in his eyes. 
Who doesn't wish to be young and vibrant?
Seeing Old Gia now looking as if he was 28-years old, made Chen Su feel ancient. 
It was just not fair!
Why must he walk around with pain in his back while his agemates were walking about with straighter backs and stunning looks?
If…. if… if he can keep looking young and strong, does that mean he can also remain Su Clan Patriarch for another hundred or so years?
Word from the grape vines is that those with magic powers like Old Gia, can live for hundreds and even thousands of years. 
So wouldn't staying Patriarch of the Su clan for another 800 or so years be great?
And even if they lose the war, Chen Su was already making plans on how to plead with the demons to be their faithful servants.
Yes… that's right. Even among slaves, there are superior slaves who work overtime to keep the majority of slaves in order. 
So if their Su clan can do this, wouldn't it also ensure their survival for the time being?
Chen Su swore that if they told him to snitch, he would sing like a parrot, no questions asked. 
What Chen Su didn't know was that The Grandmaster himself had predicted that the energy and aura surrounding the many Su clan members, showed they'll have a major tendency to betray humanity. 
This was why they were not contacted or invited to partake in the many Academy Examinations. 
There were some good eggs among them, but the amount of pungent bad eggs swarming in their clan was massive. 
.
Just like Chen Su, many Su clan members thought the same thing. 
Oops, have you seen how terrifying these creatures were? 
Till now, they were still gagging whenever the camera panned across the many creatures. 
Suddenly, Chen Su felt grateful that the Su family was allowed to stay out of this. This way, no matter what direction the wind blows, they can make extensive preparations for survival.
Heh-heh-heh~
Chen Su liked his old lips wickedly.
'Old dogs, don't blame me for being cruel. Anyone with a brain would know what best to do to ensure their survival… If you all die, then oh well… My Su clan will be more than happy to serve under these monsters.'
Thinking of it like that, Chen Su became relaxed.
In the end, it boils down to who will win. 
Humans or Monsters?
Chen Su's money was on the MONSTERS.
Indeed, the future would no doubt be bright and red... red with blood.