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

That was probably a secret technique of the Demon Cult.

They exchanged their souls and flesh for a projection of a demonic attack.

The strength of the attack depends on the quantity and quality of the souls and flesh sacrificed.

Gray shifted his gaze to the serpentine statue. The snake's tail had suddenly appeared in front of the statue and suddenly shot out.

The seven demons worshipped by the Demon Cult are said to have been sealed by the goddess in the Netherworld Prison, and can only communicate with the outside world through some secret techniques.

The leader used a secret technique to sacrifice the corpses scattered on the ground along with his own soul to the demon.

The price to break through the Netherworld Prison's blockade in exchange for a ninth-tier demon attack projection is clearly too low.

If it were a place relatively close to the Netherworld Prison, it wouldn't be surprising to be able to exchange these sacrifices for a ninth-level attack. However, the Olmec Kingdom is not only worlds apart from the Netherworld Prison, but also several countries away.

At such a distance, projecting an attack would consume an extraordinary amount of energy, and these offerings should be far from sufficient.

So, the problem lies with this statue.

Each demon has distinct characteristics.

The serpentine statue before us must be the miniature version of Daklis, the demon of the underworld and shadows.

Approaching the snake-shaped statue, I couldn't see anything special about it.

Gray could only look around, trying to find clues elsewhere.

All around were stone walls, made of dark rock, hard in texture, with an uneven surface, as if recording the vicissitudes of the underground city over countless years.

The cracks on the wall are crisscrossed, some deep and bottomless, others as fine as a spider web, like traces sculpted by nature and time.

On the stone wall behind the serpentine statue, some crooked characters are engraved.

"This is... the writing of the devil, isn't it?"

The stone wall is covered with densely packed demonic script, which resembles ancient runes and is filled with an aura of mystery and evil.

The lines of these characters are winding and complex, some resembling snakes, others like claw marks, each stroke revealing an indescribable malice.

The writing appears to have been done with human blood or some kind of viscous liquid. Despite the passage of time, it retains its vibrant red color, giving one an ominous feeling.

As Gray's gaze swept over the words, they seemed to tremble slightly, as if ready to leap from the stone wall at any moment and transform into a real demon.

Then, Gray discovered a problem.

He...can't understand these words either?

Although he is erudite with the inheritance of the Demon King and memories of his past life, there is always a sequence to learning and everyone has their own area of ​​expertise.

Within his knowledge, there is no such thing as the language of demons.

It is said that a demon king who called himself a sage once studied the demon script, but the demon king's legacy only records this event and does not contain any specific details about the demon script.

Besides, even if it were possible, Gray wouldn't bother to spend so much energy learning something so abstract and difficult to understand; he hasn't even fully digested the things from the Demon King's legacy yet.

Gray coughed lightly and asked his waiting subordinates, "Which of you can read the writing here?"

Upon hearing Gray's voice, the ordinary members of the Shadow Court panicked, as many of them were seeing their legendary boss for the first time.

After a moment of panic, a tall woman stepped out from among the waiters.

Of course, her height was relative to the other waiters; compared to Delta, she looked rather short.

"Reporting to you, sir, I am Attendant No. 0211, and I have some knowledge of this matter."

Gray recalled that during the previous battle, this 0211 had deciphered the strange language muttered by the opposing leader, indicating that he did indeed have some knowledge of demonic language.

"Okay, go and analyze it."

After saying that, Gray stepped back. Since he couldn't understand it anyway, he might as well let those who knew better pass.

While 0211 was deciphering the inscriptions on the stone wall, Gray looked at Delta.

Come to think of it, after we met up, we rushed to the 18th floor together, and I haven't had a proper chance to catch up with her yet.

Um... there's really nothing to reminisce about.

Ever since Gray blocked the snake tail attack for her, this blonde, mature vampire woman has been sticking to Gray like glue.

Gray initially thought she was frightened, until he saw her drooling, dazed expression.

Goodness, so he was just craving something sweet.

Delta joined the Ten Shadows relatively early and has been with Gray for many years.

However, apart from her extremely weak loli form on the day she saved Delta, Delta's appearance and figure are no different from before.

After all, they are vampires, so they have the characteristics of longevity and difficulty aging.

Gray also knew that Delta craved his blood and considered it the ultimate delicacy.

Every time Delta accomplishes something, he clings to Gray, hoping he'll reward him with some blood.

Little did anyone know that over time, this blonde, mature vampire gradually developed some rebellious ideas.

If we capture Lady Shadow, not only blood, but all other bodily fluids will be at her disposal.

But this blonde, mature vampire doesn't know much about relationships; at most, she knows some strange theoretical knowledge that Beta taught her. (Don't expect that love-struck girl to teach anything useful.)

So hoping this guy can take down Gray... hoping Eota and Ipsilon can grow some muscle in the right places...

Forget it, that's unlikely. Let's just hope Delta can stand out from the Ten Kage and take down Gray.

After a short wait, Number 0211 completed the deciphering of the demonic script on the stone wall.

"Reporting to Lord Shadow Demon, the inscription on the stone wall is a spell for a secret technique, and its effect should be..."

Summoning the demon of the underworld and shadows—Darklis.

"Huh?" Upon hearing this, Gray's expression became more serious, and he began to take the contents recorded on the stone wall seriously.

A demonic cult, coupled with the ongoing conflict between humans and demons, has left this world riddled with problems and rife with chaos.

If a demon were to descend upon the world...

Gray stopped thinking about it; he knew he definitely couldn't keep this thing.

Gray then turned to the Shadow Court servants and said, "You go up first, I'm going to blow this place up."

As soon as the words were spoken, a purplish-black light curtain appeared, breaking through the dark nature of the Netherworld Palace and illuminating the entire 18th floor.

Sensing the fluctuations of magic, the waiters dared not linger for even a moment, and Delta reluctantly released Gray, rushing towards the upward staircase.

"I am atomic!"