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

Barton is hiding in the secret chamber on the top floor, eliminating his own aura. He no longer projects his mental energy outwards and has severed his connection with the monsters outside. You absolutely cannot find him unless you dismantle the entire floor.

Lord Lockston will use Lord Avaris's power to annihilate the intruders; he's hiding so far away to avoid accidental injury.

However, things did not go as smoothly as he had expected.

By this time, Bai Lin had broken through numerous obstacles, beating up and knocking away monsters along the way, and had penetrated deep into the monster horde.

"No."

The so-called bishop was not in the area with the highest concentration of monsters. After dealing with the monsters on the spot, Bai Lin continued to search the surrounding area.

"No."

I circled the monster horde and searched all four corners.

Is it in the inner circle?

As he searched for his target and slaughtered monsters, Bai Lin's complexion grew increasingly worse.

I've searched everywhere, killed all the monsters, but it's nowhere to be found.

Bai Lin was furious to realize that he had been tricked, but he did not doubt the accuracy of Kappa's judgment.

From the bottom to the top, the feeling of being spied on kept increasing, indicating that she was getting closer to the bishop. She endured the feeling of being spied on in order to confirm the bishop's location. Only after confirming the location did she release her mental pressure to teach the spying guy a lesson.

When the bishop realized that the other party was not among the monsters, he stopped releasing his spiritual power and could no longer search for them.

"You must be on this floor!"

Bai Lin believed that his senses were not too wrong; the bishop was definitely on this floor, but he was hiding very well, and he had not been able to find him.

"I was hoping to do something good for Gray, but it's such a hassle."

She's tired of the cat-and-mouse game; she's going to get serious now.

This transformation into a dragon form was too conspicuous; everyone in the town could see it, so Bai Lin couldn't revert to his original form and unleashed a burst of dragon breath that hit the entire floor.

However, by maintaining his human form and exhaling a few more breaths of weakened dragon breath, he could still destroy an entire building.

"Let me see where you are hiding!"

Then, it unleashed a breath of dragon's breath, the scorching white light piercing through the wall. It then turned its head slightly to allow the breath to cover a wider area, stopping when it had turned one-eighth of a circle.

Bai Lin gasped for breath, then unleashed another burst of dragon breath.

After exhaling one breath, rest for a while before exhaling dragon breath again, until you complete a 360-degree circle without any blind spots!

The constant strange noises filled Patton with fear and dread.

This was clearly a large-scale destruction in an attempt to find him. Not knowing the situation outside, Barton dared not release his mental energy to investigate and could only sit there cosplaying as a salted shrimp.

The continuous roar of dragon breath piercing through the walls caused the building materials to crumble and collapse with tremendous noise.

Until a beam of white light pierced through the wall of the dark chamber, brushing past Barton.

Patton was stunned for a moment before realizing that he had just brushed with death, and cold sweat broke out on his brow.

Seeing the huge hole blasted into the wall in front of him, Patton Avenue was in trouble, and his survival instincts told him to run for his life.

He did the same, but after taking only half a step, his massive body collapsed to the ground.

With his size, how could he possibly walk?

"Got you!"

The next moment, the wall collapsed, and the white scales of fury pressed down on Barton.

His body was pressed firmly to the ground, and it wouldn't be long before Patton was crushed to death.

Barton quickly chanted a spell, intending to open the Gate of Greed and summon a monster to remove the things from his body.

But that opportunity will never come again.

White Scale landed in front of the collapsed wall, coldly looking at the pile of fat flesh pressed on the ground, and gently (Hydrogen) opened its mouth, spewing out dragon breath.

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Are there more?

Gray would sever a monster's head or pierce its heart with a single sword strike, then slowly retrieve the magic crystal as he walked towards Lockston Kingsol.

Slaying the monsters and closing in on Lockston, Lockston summons monsters, creating distance once again.

On the surface, it seems that Gray can't get close to Lockston, but if you look closely, you'll find that Gray has no intention of finishing the battle quickly. He's just toying with him, taking out the magic crystal of the monster he killed, and then taking Lockston to force him to summon a new monster.

The surrounding area was a mountain of corpses and a sea of ​​blood, piled up with the bodies of high-level demons, including the corpses of several Greed Demons.

Despite summoning so many things, Lockston managed to do almost no damage to Gray.

The shrewd and experienced Lockston realized that the man in black robes didn't seem to want to kill him too quickly, so he moved slowly.

It's like a cat playing with its prey, enjoying its death throes.

Such a vile character would lead Lockston to think of the Archbishop of the Underworld and Shadow faction, his colleague.

But is the other person really that awful?

It makes sense to go to such great lengths to suppress their faction and commit massacres in the name of revenge.

But Lockston saw no hatred in the black-robed man's behavior; instead, he looked at him with the same disdain one might show to trash.

Unlike his subordinates, it wasn't out of hatred; the black-robed man before him simply couldn't tolerate them and felt that pests should be eliminated.

"So, a partner of justice?" Lockston scoffed.

This kind of attire doesn't look like that of a righteous person.

"What are you spacing out for? Aren't you going to keep summoning monsters? The number of monsters you can summon isn't infinite, but it's only this many. There's still a steady stream of monsters you can summon, right?"

Gray slowly walked toward Lockston.

That's a good haul!

In the past, defeating the Demon Cult was a thankless and costly endeavor, as it was extremely expensive and yielded little reward.

But it's different when it comes to the faction driven by greed and avarice.

Their ostensible identity is that of the world's top merchant guild, the Golden Weasel Merchant Guild. When they take stock of their spoils, they must have a large amount of gold, silver, jewelry, high-level magic crystals, and other items.

With this sum of money, the Shadow Court's finances should be quite robust.

He noticed that the waiters hadn't changed their clothes, and since the Shadow Court didn't usually hold large events, it was obvious that they were short of money and basically relied on the support of the Grand Merchant Guild for cash flow. They probably hadn't paid the waiters any wages or anything.

However, a club of Shadow-level powerhouses doesn't require wages or anything like that.

However, having so many people follow orders without pay and with other meager benefits is a bit unacceptable.

As the leader of the Shadow Court, Gray did not want his subordinates to suffer too much.

The cat slowly approached Lockston like it was playing with a mouse, deliberately letting Lockston summon more monsters.

These are all magic crystals, and they're all money!

Gray had no idea that his actions resembled torture.

It's all for the sake of the Shadow Court's finances!

However, Gray had some misunderstandings.

The Shadow Court is indeed facing some financial difficulties, as it has to cover the expenses of its waiters' activities across the continent, but it is by no means as dire as Gray imagines.

This is a lack of trust in gamma abilities!