"By the way, can we take off the transformation ring?" Pluto complained as he followed. "I guess those zombies and skeletons are not interested in beauty."

"Yes, but it's better to keep one. The identity of the succubus may be helpful for us to enter the slave pen."

"I'll keep it." Lancelot said confidently, "After the transformation, it won't have much impact on my fighting."

"As long as you are happy." Pluto shrugged, took off his transformation ring, and with a burst of magic light, he transformed back into the young dwarf.

"Huh, it's much more comfortable like this."

The werewolf old Lepp led the way, followed closely by Pluto and Lancelot in the succubus state. Karalin also did not release the succubus state. He, Alamir, Korra, Phil and the dwarf priest Werther

Walking in the middle of the team. The remaining three Moradin temple guards walked at the back of the team. These brave dwarves were responsible for breaking up the team.

Except for the halfling Korra, everyone else in this team has very good combat effectiveness. Maybe Phil is an unstable factor, and the goblin bombs are a huge threat to both the enemy and us.

But Cora seemed to be no stranger to this kind of adventure. No one noticed that there was a knife in her hand, which seemed to be the head of the machete that was cut off by Lancelot's sword.

In addition, Lancelot also found that her furry bare feet were like a cat when walking on the ground, making no sound at all.

You have to go back and ask how this little guy ended up in this terrible plane, Lancelot reminded himself silently in his heart.

Everyone followed Old Rep quickly through the Oasis Castle, encountering small groups of devils running around on the road from time to time, but these purple baatezus wisely did not cause trouble for them - partly because they looked so real.

Very difficult to mess with.

The boulders that occasionally fell around them posed a greater threat. Fortunately, after being almost hit for the first time, Lancelot's spiritual sense was fully activated. If he paid attention, he could always issue an early warning, and the team was surprised.

Moving forward quickly without any danger.

After a while, the group passed through the small business district of Oasis Castle and arrived at the entrance of the slave pen. Everyone hid in the shadow of the building across the street and secretly looked at the situation near the entrance.

It is said to be a fence, but it is more like a huge open-pit mine on the ground, and the entrance is a gate like a city gate. It is said that there is a spiral staircase-like structure inside the slave fence, and there are rooms after rooms on the rock wall on the side.

The cell was filled with slaves and all kinds of low-level demonic cannon fodder with similar status to slaves.

The door was open, and a group of berserker demons were guarding there, looking very restless. A battle was taking place nearby, and they were unable to participate in the battle due to some stupid duty requirements.

"I didn't expect these guys are still here." Old Lepp quietly poked his head out and took a look, saying with disappointment.

"Will they let us in?" Karalin asked softly. With such a large group of demons guarding here, it is obviously unrealistic to break in.

A burst of commotion came from inside the slave pen. At first, it sounded like a wasp that had been trapped in its nest, but it soon turned into the level of a brawl in a tavern. A large group of cowardly demons came out of the slave pen like goats.

Slaves poured out from inside the pen, followed by several Kash demons that looked like shepherd dogs, the kind of demon overseers that looked like giant flies.

Walking at the back was a large demon fifteen feet tall. It had dark red skin and a beast-like head with double horns. But the most eye-catching thing was its four arms, two of which looked like ordinary humans.

The same arms, ending in a palm with four fingers, and two extremely thick upper limbs, like crab claws.

Lancelot knew that it was a bewitcher, a kind of demon that prefers to destroy mortals through temptation rather than violence, and unlike devils, they will not try to fulfill any promises they make to mortals. This kind of demon is in the town of Twin Bridges.

They are unpopular here because Tijana believes they harm mortals' productivity, but it seems the lords of Oasis Castle view them differently.

The mad war demons watching the gate watched eagerly as these cannon fodders rushed towards the battlefield. A few of them couldn't help but joined the team, and were sent flying back by the pliers of the seducer demon.

"Watch this damn door!" the Bewitching Demon roared, "If I find the door is still there when I come back and any of you are missing, then you'd better have died at the hands of the devil, otherwise I will

I will cut open your stomach and pull out the internal organs one by one!"

The berserk demons retreated whimpering, proving once again that fear is the most effective way to rule demons.

"It's funny, demons like demons, who are completely dominated by violence and desire for destruction, are most afraid of pain." Karalin smiled and shook his head, "It only takes a few minutes for demons captured alive to know about them.

The information was poured out in one piece, without the help of senior spellcasters at all."

"I'm afraid these big toads won't let us in." The werewolf grimaced, "You must have a slave trader's certificate to enter the slave pen. It is a token issued by Moro, allowing those slave traders to

Rent a warehouse there to store their 'inventory', I can't get anything like that right now."

"Then what should we do?" Pluto was a little anxious, "Are we just waiting here for them to go away on their own?"

"That's right. There is a real bloody battle going on outside, and there are no high-level demons watching. Do you want to bet with me how long these giant toads can endure?"

Pluto shut up and stopped talking. Everyone patiently hid in the shadow of the building opposite the slave pen, listening to the surroundings with their ears raised.

Lancelot touched a mountain crystal that was equivalent to a middle-grade spiritual stone to restore his energy for the possible battle. His hearing was much more sensitive than others, and he could hear even the loudest movements within a mile nearby.

Clearly.

The most recent battle took place less than six hundred feet away from them. The two sides fighting were mostly Sumo and the mercenaries in the Oasis Castle, because he heard the unique sound of Sumo's machete swinging, the weapon.

The cry of collision, and the unique crunching sound when plate armor is broken.

The victorious party left with neat steps, and he knew who the winner was without having to guess.

Weak but dense battle sounds floated from further away, and the siege battle was still very fierce, mixed with the roars of the demons during battle and the wails before death. In contrast, the demons were much quieter, except for

From time to time, a very rude language can be heard, yelling loudly like giving orders.
Chapter completed!