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

As Gray ventured deeper into the dungeon, he had yet to see a single slave or guard; the only other person in the entire dungeon was the cultist he had just killed.

Finally, at the deepest part of the dungeon, Gray saw that there were no empty cells.

The cell contained one man and three women, who were held in separate solitary confinement.

The man was held in solitary confinement in a dimly lit corner, the cell reeking of mildew and dampness. His body was thin, his back against the cold stone wall, his legs stretched limply across the narrow floor. His face was frighteningly pale, his eyes sunken, revealing a profound weariness and confusion. His fingers gripped the iron bars listlessly, as if seeking some kind of release, but only the cold metal responded to his touch.

The first woman was imprisoned in the opposite cell. Her body was thin, almost entirely covered by a thin prison uniform. Her long hair hung loosely over her chest, obscuring her haggard face. Her voice was hoarse, too weak to cry out, she sobbed silently.

The second woman was imprisoned in a cell at the other end, and her condition was even worse. Her body could barely support her as she lay helplessly on the cold floor. Her cheeks were sunken, and her eyes had lost their former luster, leaving only deep emptiness.

The last woman was just as weak.

But as soon as she saw Gray and Number 0333 appear, she immediately glared at them with eyes full of resentment.

One was dressed in a gray robe and the other in a black robe; they probably mistook them for cult members.

What caught Gray's attention most were the special shackles on the hands and feet of the four people. Gray could feel the magic flowing on them. These shackles were magical items, and only professionals would use such shackles.

So it seems these four people aren't ordinary slaves?

Gray's gaze swept over the sharp teeth revealed by the woman's open mouth, which startled him.

vampire?

Fangs are a prominent feature of vampires, and they can also be identified by the special fluctuations in their magical energy.

However, these four vampires were too weak to sense any magical fluctuations emanating from them; otherwise, Gray would have recognized them long ago.

Moreover, he still can't tell whether these four are pureblood or mixed-blood vampires.

So that’s it.

Upon learning that vampires were imprisoned in the dungeon, Gray sighed.

The case is solved! No wonder all the female pureblood vampires disappeared; they were captured and imprisoned by cultists driven by greed and avarice.

It's likely that the cultists captured more vampires than just these few, and probably detained them in several batches in different locations.

Those vampires were really sold out and are now counting money for the cult, working for the culprits who caused the disappearance of female pureblood vampires?

Number 0333 also recognized that these people were all vampires. Her beautiful eyes narrowed slightly as she warily surveyed her surroundings.

Gray waved his hand to reassure her, then walked to the front of the cell.

In that instant, several Greedy Spaces opened simultaneously, and monsters sprang out, brandishing their fangs and claws as they pounced on Gray.

“Lord Shadow! Little…” Number 0333 called out to remind him, but before he could finish the word “heart,” he heard Gray’s calm voice.

Has anyone ever told you guys that you're really bad at hiding?

As soon as the words fell, Gray made a decisive move.

With just a simple exchange of punches and kicks, the attacking monsters exploded, spraying blood mist.

The hidden group realized the situation was dire and quickly began chanting incantations to prepare for the summoning of the next batch of demons.

But Gray wasn't going to give them that chance, and suddenly attacked, killing several people in quick succession.

Then, as if remembering something, Gray simply knocked out the last cultist without killing him.

This series of actions happened in the blink of an eye. Just as No. 0333 drew his weapon to prepare to fight, he turned around and saw that all the attackers were dead.

Wow, that was fast! It ended in a flash. As expected of Lord Shadow Demon!

Gray shivered.

What's going on? He must have caught the eye of that pink-haired succubus.

Thinking of this, Gray subconsciously rubbed his lower back...

Four pairs of eyes were cast upon us.

The four vampires in the cell realized they weren't with the cultists and looked on with hope, but that hope faded in an instant.

So what if they're not part of the cult? They didn't feel any warmth from their own kind. The two people in front of them were mostly human. These vampires had gone from the hands of the cult to the hands of humans. Had their situation really improved?

Gray didn't know what they were thinking, but he simply tore down the iron door of the nearest cell with his bare hands and went inside.

The only male among the four vampires is imprisoned inside.

Gray walked up to it, and the vampire closed its eyes in fright. The remaining three vampires also dared not watch what terrible things would happen to their people.

The sound of metal breaking rang out as Gray smashed his shackles, his voice low and menacing: "Do you have the strength to walk?"

The change came so quickly that the vampire was overjoyed.

"Yes, thank you for saving my life!"

Gray nodded, then did the same to untie the remaining three female vampires.

After doing all this, Gray asked the imprisoned vampires, "Why did they capture you?"

"My lord, shouldn't we break out of here first? This is still cult territory, and it won't be good if the replacements come..." the vampires suggested in a low voice.

Gray said in a deep voice, "It's alright. The goal this time is to annihilate the cultists. When the replacements come, just kill them."

And is it really possible for a shift change to actually happen?

To reassure the four vampires, Gray released a small amount of his demonic aura.

The vampires' expressions changed drastically. The oppressive feeling they felt for a moment almost made them kneel down, realizing that this "benefactor" was no ordinary person.

The male vampire chuckled stiffly, "Please ask, and I will answer to the best of my knowledge."

Vampires are a rather arrogant race, considering themselves to be at the top of the food chain. It seems that the cult's long period of imprisonment has worn down their arrogant nature.

In the dungeon, people probably wouldn't remember the time, so I won't ask stupid questions like "How long have you been here?"

After a moment's thought, Gray asked, "First of all, what did they do to you?"

Cult members who capture vampires must have a purpose, and they are cult members driven by greed and avarice. They must be doing so because they can profit from vampires.

Upon hearing the question, the four vampires recalled the torment they had suffered in the dungeon, and their bodies trembled.

This imprisonment made them realize the wickedness of humanity, especially these cultists.

"Reporting to you, sir..." It took the male vampire a long time to recover before he answered Gray's question.

“They…feed us blood every day…and then they draw our blood…”