Chapter 884: One Person, One Pickaxe

The demons charged fiercely toward the center, and then Chris heard a loud “boom.” Several different types of demons were sent flying from the midst of the encirclement, soaring high into the distance. One even fell into the lava river, instantly turning into ashes.

The voice of that peculiar priest sounded in the crowd, “Damn it, you idiots! Celebrate your victory, don’t disturb my work!”

Chris felt a bit embarrassed and turned to the others, saying, “That guy is heavily surrounded by the demon army, yet he seems to handle it with ease. It looks like what you guys said is right—instead of worrying about him, we should be more concerned about ourselves.”

Following Robb’s example, Gorda and the others shrugged, saying, “He’s always been like that.”

Xuelu chuckled from behind, “He’s probably forgotten why he came to the Demon King City in the first place.”

Chris was puzzled, “Yeah! The five of us came to find evidence of collusion between the demons and the Church of Light. But what about you five? I still haven’t quite figured that out.”

Xuelu responded, “We’re here to beat up the Demon King, didn’t I tell you that before?”

Chris sighed, “…”

Well, when he first heard Xuelu say this, he didn’t take it seriously, but now looking at the crowd of demons still surrounding Robb outside, he felt like he was starting to believe it.

Looking down at the corpse of the big demon on the ground, Chris muttered to himself, “The level above the normal demons, this level is for abyssal demons, so the next level down should be where the Demon King is located. There’s a high likelihood of finding clues there.”

The excitement among the group rose again, “Let’s hurry then.”

They searched the room of the abyssal demon, but didn’t find anything. They returned to the corridor and passed through a dark and spacious corridor. They didn’t encounter any demons along the way, as they had all been drawn away by Robb.

Chris took the lead and rushed down to the next floor, finding that the structure on this level was relatively simple. Unlike upstairs, there were no more rooms lining the corridor. On both sides of the corridor were side doors, pitch-black and leading into the darkness like a straight path. Surprisingly, there were candlesticks on the walls on both sides of the corridor, made of bronze, which gave a sense of taste. Although these candlesticks were not lit, they indicated that the residents on this floor had begun to appreciate elegance!

He quickly gestured to the people behind him, and everyone understood. They held their breath, refrained from chatting, and realized that this level most likely housed the Demon King. The Demon King’s senses were undoubtedly much more acute than those of ordinary demons, so it wouldn’t be wise to chat and boast like they did before.

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They hugged the edges of the corridor, proceeding cautiously and desperately trying to eliminate any trace of their presence. Despite their careful movements, it was difficult to avoid making some noise. This was especially true for the two warriors who wore heavy armor. Walking without the sound of armor friction was nearly impossible. Fortunately, the floor above them was engulfed in a battle, with the sounds of yelling and magical explosions occasionally reverberating. Although the noise was greatly reduced on this lower level, it still helped mask the subtle sounds of their movement.

A door appeared ahead!

It was a grand door, much like the kind you’d find in a boss room in “Castlevania.” It carried an air of heaviness and solemnity.

Sneaking through such a door without being detected was challenging. Fortunately, this door was not closed; it had a slight opening, making things much more convenient.

The group gathered by the door, cautiously peering inside.

Inside was a spacious hall with a throne in the center. A very imposing and ancient demon was seated on the throne. It wore a black crown on its head and a black cloak draped over its back. It sat reclined in the throne, seemingly dozing off. On the open space in front of the throne, a small demon was lying face down and speaking rapidly, “Your Majesty, there’s trouble. There’s a strange human outside with a pickaxe, digging at the walls of the castle.”

The Demon King responded irritably, “The kind of black stone used to build the city walls is incredibly tough. Until now, we haven’t found any weapons capable of damaging that stone. How could a mere pickaxe be effective?”

“He dug through!” the small demon exclaimed. “The wall has already been dug through, creating a large hole.”

“What?” The Demon King felt as if his face had been slapped repeatedly. He looked quite swollen, and he couldn’t stand losing face in front of his subordinates. Annoyed, he kicked the small demon, sending it flying out.

The small demon flew backward and headed straight for the door. Startled, those who were peeping from outside heard a sound like a thud, and the small demon collided with the door. Its entire body seemed to shatter upon impact, and its lifeless form slid down the door.

The group fell silent, thinking to themselves: indeed, the demon race was quite chaotic. Just because the Demon King was slapped in the face, he resorted to killing his subordinates recklessly.

The Demon King reached into his pocket and pulled out a crystal ball. After swirling it around three times, the crystal ball lit up, revealing a high-ranking demon commander on the other side. “Your Majesty!”

The Demon King’s voice was stern, “I heard someone is digging at the walls of my castle.”

“Yes!” the demon commander replied. “Two large holes have been dug in the walls. I am leading the elite guard to engage in battle with the individual digging at the walls. We will capture him as soon as possible.”

“Hmm? Two large holes dug already?” The Demon King was greatly surprised. “How many people are they? What kind of artifacts are they using?”

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“One person! Using a small pickaxe!”

Demon King: “…”

An eerie silence followed, lasting for several seconds.

“Damn it!” The Demon King was furious. “Just one person with a small pickaxe? And you’re leading the elite guard to engage with them? Can’t you take care of him in an instant?”

“Well… you see…” the demon commander hesitated. “The opponent’s strength is unexpectedly formidable. Our forces are currently locked in a fierce battle…”

Before he could finish speaking, a cry of anguish sounded from behind, and a demon’s body, cut in half, flew past the demon commander. Watching this from the crystal ball’s perspective, the Demon King looked utterly bewildered. “What did I just witness?”

The demon commander explained, “We suffered a minor setback, but it’s not a major issue. We still have…”

“Ah!” Another cry of anguish, and a demon’s body covered in wounds flew past the demon commander’s back.

Demon King: “…”

Another eerie silence followed, lasting for several seconds. Then, the Demon King said, “Are you sure you’re engaging with just one person?”

“Yes!”

The Demon King furrowed his brows. “Perhaps I should come up personally to take a look.”

“What? Your Majesty, are you planning to intervene personally? That would be fantastic,” the demon commander exclaimed with a relieved expression. Anxious, he continued, “This human is unbelievably powerful. With you handling it personally, we’ll have a better chance.”

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