I'm a monster in Demon King's Castle

It seemed that more demons were attracted by the heavy rain in the arena. After Lee Read, Jessie, and Karl cleared the remaining skeletons and armors in the tunnel, no more demons appeared.

When passing by the VIP room, Lee Read also kicked the door open and looked around, but did not find the little finger sold by Bain Mai, nor did he find anything of value — in the VIP room, there was only a half-finished card game and a note lying quietly on the table.

"Bain Mai needs to leave Death Town and borrow 1 soul from Abed, a merchant from the Sand Country... to be offered to the Demon Market... on the third day of the fourth full moon in the Kaili calendar 299... fully repaid..." The note had lost its magic, and the handwriting was gradually blurring and about to dissipate, making it impossible to see what Abed had borrowed from Bain Mai.

Lee Read glanced at it and understood that Abed had been tricked by the Demon Market and Bain Mai — for humans, every transaction in the Demon Market... may result in the loss of their soul.

Perhaps in Abed's imagination, the VIP room had everything he wanted, but if he really opened this door, he would find that everything was just a dream.

Lee Read and the others did not stay too long. They bypassed the VIP room, used the remaining two safe zones to hide their tracks, and went straight to the resting area of the high-level gladiators — the gladiators' resting rooms were connected to the underground area. Lee Read hoped to find a way to enter the underground area from here and see what Oogway had hidden so deeply.

It would be best if it was the wealth he had accumulated in the arena, or something of equal importance.

Seeing Lee Read skillfully shuttle through the corridors, avoiding traps, unlocking locks, and breaking through walls, Karl had a new understanding of the brave man from the north.

[Weak thief... simply a weak thief...]

In order to seize the time, Karl also stopped hiding. Whenever he sensed a shortcut in the wall, he would chisel through the wall to pass — after Lee Read's map and Sander's gold sand, the brave men's team had a new navigation system.

"You've drunk very little pituitary gland potion, so there are some differences." Karl pointed to his head.

"Of course." Ming Chang already knew that Lee Read and Jessie didn't know anything about the brave men from the north, and after watching the rain man's battle, he felt that he didn't need to be so careful.

Lee Read's inner voice was rarely a bit vague — he stood in place and pondered for a moment, then reached into his breastplate, as if searching for something.

[Without the help of the Rain Man and Van Helsing... this trip to Demon King City... should not have reached the throne room. In that case, let's use it here...]

Karl completely did not understand how the Rain Man cast this rain, guessing that it was related to the short stick in his hand.

"Next... are you going to find trouble with the gladiators?" Ming Chang turned to Lee Read and said, "I wish you peace."

Karl was surprised — he had already prepared? No wonder he wanted to come to the rest area so much... Is there some kind of sure-win magic weapon?

[It should be the same as the curse of the arena, some kind of defensive magic...]

Then, Karl knocked open the last wall, bringing Lee Read and Ming Chang to a dark corridor.

To the side and rear was the resting area for the high-level gladiators — Karl, who had the full map open, of course knew that the Rain Man was still showing his power in the wilderness, because during this time, no gladiator had left the resting room, obviously not running to the center of the arena to receive the baptism of the heavy rain.

Lee Read had his own guesses.

"Can't see... the smell has also disappeared..." Lee Read looked at Jessie and Karl, confirming the changes in the environment, "Did the demons of the arena make arrangements in advance?"

[Is my Kingston family... worth his allegiance? All along... is he just using me to get here?]

"Next is all the dirty work, I'm going to dig a hole." Karl rolled up his tattered sleeves and began to look for the most perfect entry point between the rest area and the underground area based on the full map in his mind.

But as long as you go deeper, the white mist will spread over your senses, making you very sensitive.

Who can know all the brave men's methods?

And at the same moment they arrived in the corridor, Lee Read suddenly felt a layer of white mist in front of him, hazy and impossible to dispel.

Found the right place.

Approximately equal to seeking death.

Karl's hand slowed down, savoring the picture in the mirror, listening to Lee Read's inner voice, imagining an incredible scene.

[I need proof of the demon's death... as for how it died, it doesn't matter...]

"Exterminate evil completely..." Lee Read took three steps forward, first exiting the range of influence of the white mist, recited the Kingston family's motto, and after searching for a long time, finally took out a mirror from his arms, then bit his finger and smeared blood on it.

No matter how Lee Read turned his head or changed his position, he could find that the layers of white mist blocked him, as if it had a life, following the three people's respective senses and changing position, blocking the inward and deeper exploration.

The gunman Ming Chang had been observing Lee Read's every move. At this moment, seeing him waving his hands and prying open the ground of the corridor, he finally couldn't help but sigh.

"You understand magic? Your telekinesis..." Lee Read asked the question in his heart.

"That's very normal." Karl thought that it was impossible for this place to have no defensive measures, but thinking that Ming Chang already had high-level gladiators guarding it, but still had to add so many layers of insurance... the importance of this place was obvious.

"But don't say I didn't remind you, the ones resting inside... should all be the most powerful gladiators in the arena." While digging, Karl also reminded him, thinking that even magic armor knights like the Sword of the March had no right to live inside. With the strength of Lee Read and Jessie, the difficulty of killing into the rest area... was basically the same as killing the Abyssal Maw.

"I said, I'm here to find something, and what I'm looking for... should be in front of me." Karl waved his hand, drawing a large area, which was exactly the underground area connected to the rest area.

The mirror shone with a holy light, somewhat burning Karl's telekinesis — Karl sensed that at the other end of the mirror... a human face flashed by.

Huh? What kind of artifact is this?

After that, the scene in the mirror changed — the view in the mirror zoomed out, pulling out a queue.

"Now that we've arrived at our destination, it's time to use this..." Lee Read watched the arena map repeatedly while taking it out, confirming that the area in front was the rest area, and he didn't plan to hide anything anymore.

After a long journey of fighting, Lee Read realized the limitations of his team and stopped aiming too high, and his inner voice became very frank.

But it was also strange — as long as the three people took a few steps back and left a certain range, the white mist and the blocking of the sense of smell would automatically disappear, as if it had never appeared before.

Besides, "brain spirit pituitary gland" is common sense, isn't it?

[What kind of hands does this person have... a universal tool? If he dies, these hands should turn into demonic relics...]

"Where are you going?" Lee Read didn't expect Karl to throw himself down like this.