I'm a monster in Demon King's Castle

Li Yue stared intently, and saw a bear, skinned, lying prone at the entrance of Huntelaar's cave, growling at him.

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A half-closed wooden door at the cave entrance creaked and groaned in the howling mountain wind.

Li Yue vaguely sensed the bear's emotions: fear and anger.

The bear was covered in wounds; its left and right paws were a bloody mess, but the cuts were clean, clearly inflicted by the hands of thieves. Its head and mouth were huge, its teeth were filled with human flesh, and its lower body was almost completely "stuck" to the ground. The entire bear had become some kind of trap at the cave entrance.

Huntelaar's house had been completely emptied, leaving only this half-crippled bear.

Li Yue found it difficult to determine the relationship between the bear and Huntelaar.

However, Huntelaar was dead, and the bear was still alive, which at least meant that it did not rely on Huntelaar's magic to survive; it had its own life.

Although he didn't have the analytical function of the Demon Illustrated Handbook, the Brain Spirit had a natural ability to communicate. Li Yue, wearing Huntelaar's human skin and sitting on the bed, first tried to soothe the bear's emotions.

【You are not the master…】

To Li Yue's surprise, this bear had intelligence; it must be some kind of magical beast.

【What? You want your own.】

If it were Li Yue who needed to eat, he was afraid that even his teeth would be stolen.

【Will he give it to you?】

As for the other heroes in Low Mountain, they were far from reaching Huntelaar's level, so Lin Xiong moved through the soil as if he were in a no-man's land.

The seventh lie was yet to be launched, and Lin Xiong was silently brewing it.

【You want your own!】

Li Yue felt a little impatient.

【Iron or low-density bone would be very weak…】

Lin Xiong crossed his legs, grinned, and put on the airs of a demon.

Judging from the consumption of magic in the library, this lie was currently somewhat successful.

Finally, Feng Liang left two lies for Abaddon. The first was very natural and simple—the Brain Spirit's debt was in the library.

Even if he was spotted by the eagle eyes of the hunters, Feng Liang quickly moved his position when a helpful reminder popped up, or used photonic pigments to blend into the environment, always making the heroes think it was an illusion.

Li Yue's wound squirmed slightly, and his mouth gradually opened, as if the next second he would stretch his neck and bite Lin Xiong.

Lin Xiong was afraid that he would heal too quickly by then, so he prepared to fit Li Yue with a prosthetic.

Huntelaar's residence was full of traps, and his death was not confirmed, so the thieves who harassed him later were still in the minority.

Then Li Yue remembered what he had learned in Bio-Mythology about the continent's magical beasts—among them was a kind of Lin Xiong that could live to be a hundred years old, whose skin and flesh were top-grade, and would be tamed by powerful hunters to become followers.

Just treat it as if he inserted an eye into Huntelaar's philosophy.

【Okay, you wait, I still have things to do.】

Feng Liang missed his body and skin more than anything.

Lin Xiong transmitted the thought to Feng Liang.

Although "unauthorized personnel keep out" was a bit abrupt, it was better to let the rumors ferment for a while, and then forcibly instill the final demands, which should also achieve the purpose of clearing the field.

But since they dared to come, they must be strong people from outside the Hunter Country.

So all the heroes of the Hunter Country who had died in Huntelaar, Barrow, and Bonnie's hands had such a thought in their heads.

Correcting some of the details of the Low Mountain map given by Feng Liang, Lin Xiong returned to Huntelaar's house and patted Li Yue's head.

The reason why Lin Xiong's rumors were limited to heroes who had this idea was because Lin Xiong found that the more the rumors conformed to the target's inner expectations, the more magic was consumed, and the better the deception effect was.

The early verification and preparation work went very smoothly. Next, Feng Liang was going to show his many "methods."

【What fermentation… fruit? Very good… eat fermented fruit… kill people with more strength…】

【Eighty-seven days… there is still a rumor that needs to ferment…】

【When the time comes, do you want his claws and feet to be made of iron or bone?】

Obviously, the owner of this Lin Xiong was Huntelaar. After the owner died, it was still guarding the house.

Lin Xiong was in a good mood.

Lin Xiong knew that it was useless to say so much to magical beasts. They were simpler than some demons, so he simply opened his mouth and covered Feng Liang's head. Inside his mouth were dense, countless magic wolf teeth.

Although the details of Low Mountain would be somewhat different from Li Yue's memory, the general idea was the same. A little adjustment would be fine, saving a lot of time.

【Do you have anything you want? Freedom? Food?】

Lin Xiong asked and recorded at the same time, quickly drawing a map of the Low Mountain terrain in his mind.

【Yes, I am not Huntelaar, I killed Huntelaar, I am free…】

【I want to run again… I want to… kill those humans… kill them all…】

“Low Mountain needs a gathering of core personnel to elect a new leader, unauthorized personnel keep out…”

Feng Liang transmitted the thought.

This was to ensure that when Lin Xiong was active in Low Mountain, Abaddon would not notice the movement of the debt location.

Lin Xiong also said "Roar," stretched his body, and returned to the library.

Lin Xiong was afraid that Li Yue didn't understand what he meant.

【Okay, it's settled then, you wait, I'll notify you when the time comes.】

Li Yue's understanding was spot on.

The absolute disadvantage in size and number of teeth made Li Yue shrink back his neck, showing a little anger in addition to submission.

So Huntelaar's house was somewhat empty.

Li Yue's memory was good, but the expression was somewhat chaotic. Feng Liang spent half an hour to fully understand.

【Now, let's talk nicely…】

Lin Xiong bid farewell to Li Yue and moved in the soil, while verifying the map given by Li Yue, while using the Staff of Deception to pull the fine threads in the minds of the Hunter Country heroes, creating a new rumor.

And the reason why it was still alive was also very simple—Feng Liang's flesh was top-grade, and the thieves of the Hunter Country came to cut meat to feed the bear, treating it as a growing meat product.

When it was still a free and unconstrained magical beast, the main peak of Low Mountain was not my territory, every tree had its scent, and every mound was its dining table.

Li Yue burst out with extreme resentment towards the heroes of the Hunter Country.

Lin Xiong was busy in Low Mountain for a day and a night, and Abaddon did not notice Lin Xiong's arrival.

With the map, I suspect that Copper Spoon can complete the subject faster.

Lin Xiong wanted to kill all the heroes of the Hunter Country, but also did not want to create more Little Harrys.

Seeing Feng Liang soften, Feng Liang asked about everything that happened here after Huntelaar's death; Feng Liang had passed the stage of anger, fully realized the gap in power, and very cooperatively confessed.

Then Lin Xiong asked about the terrain of Low Mountain. This time, Li Yue's answer was much smoother.

Li Yue was very puzzled—a fake with Huntelaar's face, saying he wanted to give himself freedom, this feeling was very strange.

【Very good… thank you…】

【Of course, you help me and I help you, a fair trade.】

【No freedom… only death… meat…】

This time, not only was it verified that he could leave the city and reach Low Mountain, but he even made a map of Low Mountain, which can be said to be a great harvest.

Li Yue roared.

【How long do I have to wait…】

Lin Xiong thought for a while—since Li Yue was regarded as a stable source of flesh, the thieves of the Hunter Country should not do anything to it in a short time. More helpers mean more strength. It would be good to have it help when the time comes.

As for its skinned skin and stolen meat… they were all sewn back through self-healing and stitches.

Seeing Li Yue's miserable appearance, Feng Liang didn't mind letting it escape.