The maid squad is too strong, what use is there for me, the Demon King?

The ruins are hidden deep in the forest.

The surrounding trees are tall and straight, with lush foliage, covering the ruins in a verdant green.

Sunlight filtered through the gaps in the treetops, dappling the moss-covered ground and creating a quiet yet unsettling atmosphere.

"Are there really demonic ruins here?" Beta murmured.

The Elven population is limited, so they can't develop an entire forest. The developed area is actually less than half the size of the forest.

This ruin is located outside the developed area of ​​the Kingdom of Saint Tian, ​​so Beta and all the elves of the Kingdom of Saint Tian are unaware of its existence.

The external environment was shrouded in a thin layer of fog, obscuring the light and reducing visibility, making the ruins appear extremely eerie and chilling.

The ruins have been eroded by time, leaving them mottled and uneven, but the surface is not covered with moss or vines, so even the most resilient plants cannot grow on this soil.

It is made of huge piles of stones, the surfaces of which are covered with blurry characters.

Number 0211 stepped forward, examined it carefully, and shook his head.

"No, it's too blurry. I can't make out what's written on it."

Gray was not surprised by this.

For relics like these that have existed for countless years, weathered by wind and rain, the exterior of the relics is long unrecognizable, and the loss of the information they record is inevitable.

The condition inside the ruins is definitely much better; it's estimated that not much information has been lost.

The gate to the ruins was made of black rock, with a dark red metal inlaid along its edges, giving off a faint glow in the dim environment.

In the center of the door is a huge circular pattern, which looks like the eye of a demon, staring intently at visitors.

"Let's go."

Gray was naturally not going to be scared by such a thing. Even if the demon of the underworld and shadows, Daklis, appeared in front of him, he wouldn't be afraid.

Gray took the lead, pushing open the gate to the ruins, but did not immediately step inside. Instead, he waited for Beta and Capa to enter with their servants.

No one knows what will happen in the ruins or what dangers they will encounter.

Gray himself didn't care, but in order to minimize the casualties among the waiters, he decided to work with them so that he could intervene promptly if anything they couldn't handle occurred.

As Gray entered the ruins with the attendants, he thought to himself: Just as I expected.

Visibility has decreased again, so we need to stand closer together to prevent anyone from falling behind.

"Everyone, put on your night vision goggles, reduce the distance between you, the mapping team, check the map for accuracy, and continue to refine it!" Gray gave the order.

"Yes!"

This passage clearly extends downwards. Based on experience exploring the Netherworld Palace, it gets darker the further down you go. It's best to put on night vision goggles early on to avoid getting lost or failing to detect danger in time due to low visibility.

That's right, Gray not only got Number 0211 from the blonde vampire Delta, but also had her take good care of her... and give her all her equipment to each of the waiters.

However, with their positions close together, Kappa and Beta inevitably ended up on either side of Gray.

To Gray's surprise, the pink-haired succubus was unusually quiet and didn't try to get close to him.

Beta, however, focused her attention on keeping an eye on her surroundings. As long as Kappa didn't make a move, she wouldn't rush to compete for his favor.

That's how it should be.

Gray didn't intend to delve deeper into Kappa's unusual behavior. He had already used his mental power to check that Kappa was not under any mental control, so there was no need to investigate further.

Kappa became like this because she sensed the chilling aura emanating from the depths of the ruins. As a former servant of the Lustful Devil Rast, she was very familiar with this aura.

Unlike the aura of Rast, the demon of lust and pleasure, this aura lacks the fiery intensity that makes one's eyes glaze over, and instead possesses a chilling coldness that makes one tremble with fear.

Gray also sensed this aura, but he judged that it wasn't powerful. At most, it was a projection of the demon of the underworld and shadows, Daklis. The real body wasn't that weak and couldn't possibly be here.

During the Holy Light Pilgrimage, Thurt, the demon of knowledge and truth who should have been in the Netherworld Prison, appeared because he descended into the Secret Realm instead of the Prime Material Plane, and immediately attracted the attention of the angels.

The demon must have found a way to break through the Netherworld Prison's seal, but it is deterred by the presence of a certain being and dares not break through the seal to the main plane.

But it is very strange that Thurth, the demon of knowledge and truth, only attracted a little attention when he killed an angel.

Does that mean that as long as we don't come to the prime plane, we'll let the demons do whatever they want?

He increasingly failed to understand what that being wanted to do.

Returning to Kappa, it was precisely because of the strong demonic aura that she felt she was now in a rare serious mode, which allowed her to suppress her urge to go into heat.

However, this suppression will only allow desire to accumulate in his heart, and Gray will eventually have to fully bear the lust of the pink-haired succubus.

Let's observe three seconds of silence for Gray's kidneys.

"The filth is here," Gray whispered, and the waiters immediately braced themselves for battle.

They have already walked down some distance and are starting to encounter monsters.

A faint sound rang out in the dimly lit passage.

It was the sound of small, rat-sized monsters scurrying rapidly along the wall. Their eyes gleamed green in the darkness, and they lunged forward, baring sharp teeth.

Tier 1 trash fish.

Gray realized that these monsters were not to be feared, after all, he had only been in the ruins for a short time and was only at the top level of the ruins.

Gray didn't even need to lift a finger; his servants could easily take care of these monsters.

As they delve deeper, the variety of monsters increases, and their individual strength also grows.

A group of slimy creatures slowly seeped out from the cracks in the wall. They had no fixed shape and were like clumps of flowing darkness.

They approach their target silently, then suddenly launch an attack, enveloping their prey in a viscous liquid.

Some winged monsters hung upside down from the ceiling. Their bodies resembled giant bats, but their faces were more like birds.

These winged demons circled in the air, waiting for the opportunity to swoop down and tear the intruders apart with their sharp claws and teeth.

"This is just never going to end..." Beta sighed helplessly, and also drew his bow to begin clearing out the endless stream of monsters.

The number of years the ruins have existed is the number of monsters that have been lurking within them for just as long.

What has been shown so far is only the tip of the iceberg of a vast horde of monsters.