I'm a monster in Demon King's Castle

After slaughtering the red-skinned devils before him, Li Yue counted the hearts lined up on the ground, discovering that this group of red-skinned devils waiting for meat were just "Devil Pawns," without even a single "Devil Guard."

Each Devil Pawn only dropped one heart; brave as they were, their level was insufficient, and there was no sign of a Heart of Valor at all.

The dancer, mage, and gunslingers were all drenched in sweat, but they were also excitedly cleaning up the battlefield, stuffing broken horns and red skin into their pouches, their faces filled with the satisfaction of their gains.

Overhead, the mage pierced a needle into the soil.

The needle sparked a flame, then flickered and retracted, a magic spell to mark the exit.

Li Yue used "Deception" to create the reactions they wanted, while he himself walked out of the ten-meter range and used his tentacles to absorb a good amount of the fire tide, judging the strength of the Abyssal Maw's basic defensive magic.

He compared it to the Thunder Pool of the Forbidden Forest.

The destructive power of the fire tide was comparable to the Thunder Pool, slightly weaker than the Lava Right Hand, but superior in form, not as viscous and thick, and easier to manipulate.

I wonder what the texture of Hellfire will be…

The eruption of the fire tide was irregular, always accompanying the actions of the people on the ground, emerging directly from the ground out of nowhere, seemingly a kind of trap.

"My residual value is very low. My residual belongs to the Hunter Country, belongs to you, not a single point can be spared." Tral was very firm, "Did you find the diviner they asked for?"

The first to greet us were Devil Pawns, without seeing the shadow of a hero… That means the heroes who came were scattered, each searching for dangerous areas.

"They should first show their faces before you talk to me." Tral looked at the golden clock on the table, confirming the time.

The seven set off again, and Li Yue vaguely felt a little anxious, a little irritable.

"Good, good, good…" Barrow and Bonnie hurriedly left.

The immediate priority is to find this entrance, and then we can determine the direction through the Fire Burial Crown's map positioning.

As a "partner" who established the Hunter Country with the Prophet Hengu, he is naturally the person who understands Prophet Hengu the most.

"You two, don't waste my time, listen to me."

8th-Order Merchant Fire Burial Crown.

In a humble mountain, outside a cave filled with gold and silver treasures, an old man with sparse white hair stubbornly clinging to the back of his head was playing with a silver coin on the table, speaking to a male servant beside the table who was dressed in a revealing manner.

Such as Hellfire.

However, after easily concluding the first batch of encountered Devil Pawns, the mage and dancer were both invigorated and very optimistic.

For heroes, it is both an abyss and a treasure.

The old man said to the bill on the table.

After comparing the "Demon King's Castle Travel Guide" with Yingying's memory, Li Yue knew that the Abyssal Maw's limited depth, the Blood Cocoon, ran through all the areas from the seventh floor upwards, and was separated by seventeen symmetrical "veins."

"Not good, not good…" Tral thought for a moment, muttering to himself.

It's just that your face is twitching, and the originally glamorous makeup pieced together looks like a clown.

But the silver coin was threaded with a thin line by Fire Burial Crown. Just as it fell into the male servant's stomach, he forcibly pulled it out again.

And the one communicating with him is naturally the other two 8th-Order Thieves, or rather, Strong Thieves…

"Hehe." The old man firmly grasped the silver coin, wiped away the stomach acid on the surface, and smiled contentedly, "Now I know where to find it."

"Don't rush, Prophet Hengu owes me several hunts, and I can share the 'mark' with you, making it easier for you to find the debt…"

"People are all made of money… Prophet Hengu has already been very wasteful… Can't let you two squander it all…"

In addition to the fire tide, a continuous scorching heat also permeates the Abyssal Maw. The binding thread and the Bones of Self-Healing can give Li Yue precise feedback.

But after waiting for a long time, the dancer and mage were still collecting corpses and picking up trash underground, and Li Yue couldn't sit still anymore.

"Demons are guarding the entrance, and there is still a large area of unexplored land inside!"

The mage's strength is only 1st-Order, equivalent to the Fihol killed outside the White Gate.

He might even feel that it is his own inspiration guiding him.

Barrow and Bonnie.

The male servant's eyes were hollow, and the expressions on his right and left faces were playful and nonchalant respectively, seemingly not paying much attention to what the old man was saying.

"You can enter the city, but you must prioritize recovering Prophet Hengu's residual…"

It is estimated that without the hunter's "Trap Affinity," it would be difficult to find a relatively safe path.

Li Yue sensed the mage's train of thought—after deceiving Prophet Hengu and creating several rumors, Li Yue became more proficient in weaving lies.

Each thread is a thought, Li Yue only needs to find the thread of "searching for dangerous areas."

"You wait quietly, I'll also take a trip to the Demon King's Castle…" Tral bid farewell to the treasures, as if saying goodbye to his beloved lover.

"You say." The male servant's right and left faces twitched, then the playful and impatient expressions retreated to the sides of his face, then disappeared.

A strand of the mage's thoughts lit up.

"The price is that since you are going to the Demon King's Castle, then help me bring back a demon merchant, don't waste this trip…" Tral stroked the silver coin in his hand.

The mage calculated the income and battle damage from the first contact battle, clenched his fist, and said.

The seven set off again, exploring the deeper levels of the Abyssal Maw.

Fire Burial also learned from Yingying's memory that the Abyssal Maw, starting from the eighteenth floor, imprisoned some powerful demons and collected many demon relics.

His ability to hide his thoughts is also very mediocre. With the help of the Demon Illustrated Handbook, Li Yue can easily observe the reactions of all the "threads."

If someone or a demon who is afraid of the cold came, it would be difficult to survive in the Abyssal Maw.

Now they have only reached the first floor, and they are complacent next to the corpses of a few Devil Pawns, what is the point?

The united expression suddenly disappeared, and the male servant finally regained his senses.

…

There are many entrances to the first floor, but there is only one entrance to the seventh floor, which is the Abyssal Maw itself.

"Alright, you owe me a greeting, which is offset by a divination. Please help me divine the location of Prophet Hengu's residual…" Tral's set of words was incomparably smooth, obviously having been used thousands of times.

"The flames guide us forward." The mage chanted, and a faint flame lit up from his fingertip, slightly pointing towards the four o'clock direction, indicating the location of the Abyssal Maw.

"Then let's set off, ah ah ah…" The male servant's voice also went off-key.

"Where is the dangerous area?" Li Yue asked abruptly.

"Prophet Hengu is already dead, because his revenue has transformed its form, and the debt has also been transferred to others."

The male servant's face regained its united expression, with eagerness and excitement respectively.

The information obtained from Fire Burial Abaddon at that time indicated that Hellfire was located on the 17th floor underground of the Abyssal Maw, in the fire chamber next to the water pit beside the Blood Cocoon's West Eight Veins.

Anyway, he was already using the Staff of Deception to deceive the heroes, so he might as well deceive them a little deeper and let them take the lead…

"Library, the debt has been transferred to the library…" The male servant swallowed the silver coin, and the diviner finally gave the answer.

Li Yue immediately used the Staff of Deception to single out that thread of thought, and then crumpled the map that Fire Burial Abaddon had given him into a bundle and connected it to the mage's thread.

The old man had his own standards for judging the life and death of Fire Burial Crown.

In this way, the mage would unravel the map step by step, exploring according to the route Li Yue had planned.

"No matter how many people have seen him, dead is not dead, it's all an illusion, only the debt is real…"

They are all embedded in the Blood Cocoon, becoming nutrients for the Blood Cocoon, which in turn constantly breeds and catalyzes more demons, demon relics, and mysterious existences.

The Blood Cocoon is also the "mother" of all red-skinned devils, an existence they deeply revere.

"You two are reckless, although you will recover the debt, you will also waste a lot of the Hunter Country's resources…"

Obviously, the number of demons inside the Abyssal Maw is numerous, constantly being born from the Blood Cocoon, more prosperous than the Beast Fighting Arena by more than a little bit, and the battles will be more frequent.

"Good morning." Fire Burial Crown got up and walked behind the male servant to greet him, but pinched the male servant's lips, not allowing him to answer.

"It's right beside us." Bonnie said through the male servant's mouth.

Tral put away the silver coin, put on his robe, and looked at the gold and silver treasures in the cave with reluctance.

Time flew by, Tral waited, sweat appearing on his forehead, and finally reluctantly picked up the silver coin on the table and threw it into the male servant's mouth.

Exhibited on the heroes, their hair or clothing often spark, but like the fire tide, they are sucked into the mage's Flame Belt.

After observing for a moment, the mage behind Li Yue suddenly sighed.

"I'm so sleepy listening to you, what exactly do you want? When can we enter the city?" The male servant only moved his left face, his voice sharp, while the right face still wore a playful expression.

The expression on the male servant's face changed, he chanted a spell, and then fell into meditation.