Did we finally get to the point? Sherlock smiled and asked, "Oh, what's the price?"
"Given our relationship, it's easy to talk about the price."
"Really, so you will give it to me?" Sherlock said and then immediately received: "Oh, yes, you believe in trading, so let's do this..."
"How about I trade my shuriken with you!"
As soon as he finished speaking, a huge golden shuriken was placed on Liya's neck.
"Hey, hey, hey, what are you doing? You're not trying to rob me, right?" the halfling shouted in surprise.
Seeing that no one stood up to stop her, her voice became even more aggrieved, and she looked pitiful, with tears already welling up in her eyes.
Seeing this scene, Los was shaken first, turned around and asked: "Is she really a devil? Is she mistaken?"
The rest of the guys were still hesitating, but Fuyun and Huifeng had their brows furrowed, still thinking about the information they had just received in the team channel.
Samajar stood quietly on the sidelines observing and analyzing this dramatic change.
"What devil? How can I be a devil? I am Liya." The halfling sobbed and defended.
"Isn't it? You'll know if you try it!" Sherlock wasn't going to drag it out any longer. With a strong movement of his arm, the golden shuriken was about to swipe across the halfling's head.
But at this last moment, a portal appeared out of thin air, blocking the two. The golden shuriken pierced the door, and a strong suction force sucked him in with both his body and his sword.
Before everyone could react to this drastic change, a completely different tone came out of Liya's mouth: "Oh, it's a pity, we still missed one target this time."
By this time, the petite halfling had long since disappeared, replaced by a human child with a dark blue hedgehog head.
A white gown paired with a black tie, a short silk skirt, and pink and white elephant tube socks on her legs, a standard aristocratic dress.
In other words, it’s standard contractor attire!
Devils are not like demons who dare to go to the main material plane and kill people with a hateful appearance.
In order to harvest souls, they will make many disguises, including their appearance, words and deeds. Generally speaking, dressing like an elite member of the upper class can always gain the favor and trust of others.
"Then, I wish you have a good time, I'll collect the interest later!" Liya greeted everyone with a smile.
Then a portal formed instantly behind her, and before everyone's attacks could arrive, she had already retreated into the portal.
After a while, the space stabilized again.
"Is Liya really a devil?" Ross still doesn't believe it.
"Isn't the result obvious? In contrast, we may have more important things to face now." Hui Feng said with a heavy tone.
"Well, I don't know where Sherlock was transported to. Could he have been captured by the female devil to borrow his seed?"
"Brother Huifeng is probably not talking about Sherlock." The pretty guy patted Ross on the shoulder, pointed to the ground next to the stove and said, "It's about these iron chains."
Dang Dang Dang...
At this time, the iron chains in the room had begun to shake, and not long after, a personal figure slowly appeared among the entanglements of these iron chains.
It's a low-level devil, a chain devil!
Chain Demon (Elite): Level 42, HP 24561, skills Chain Dance, Cowardly Gaze, Regeneration, Iron Binding
"It's just a few elite monsters, nothing..." After all, Los was not that stupid. Before he finished speaking, he thought of what he was curious about on the road just now.
If the iron chains in this room can turn into chain demons, then outside the room, the entire ceiling on the first floor is covered with iron chains.
When——when——
Before he could check, the sound of countless chains being dragged came through the wall.
"Guard this room!" With a wave of the Return Wind Staff, an earth wall spell in the scroll space was thrown to the door.
"Your Excellency Silver Blade, please intercept the chain demon outside the door."
"The rest of the people, hurry up and clear the monsters in the room, and then cooperate with the NPC to block the door."
"Think of a way to get out of here."
"Let's see if we can contact Sherlock and ask him where he is now?"
…
Five adventurers vs countless chain demons, in just a moment, the war was completely ignited.
As for Sherlock, who was forcibly transported away by the portal, his situation at this time was not much better than the others.
He was in a huge stone room, and he was the only one standing alone in the empty square in the center.
Of course, he didn't actually want to stand here, but from the moment he was teleported to this area, a powerful confinement technique locked him in place.
He can make any moves, transform, take drugs, change equipment, but he can't leave the place where he stands.
In addition to him in the entire stone room, there were two figures on the high platform two hundred feet away to the north, who were communicating with each other.
Perhaps they thought he couldn't hear, or they simply weren't afraid of him eavesdropping. Anyway, the two of them didn't deliberately lower their voices.
In this case, Sherlock began to eavesdrop with peace of mind.
"Sir, this is the last batch." An NPC who was obviously a sahuagin said respectfully: "Although according to the agreement, we do not need to provide additional blood food, my master does not mind paying some extra help.
, for the friendship between us.”
The fishman's respectful words did not win the respect of the other figure.
The figure in red robes sat on a huge stone throne, holding a blood-red staff in one hand and supporting his tilted head with the other. His eyes were closed the whole time, with an impatient look on his face.
"Are you done? Once you're done, take your men and get out of here!" The man in red's calm tone revealed an irresistible domineering tone.
After the sahuagin standing aside heard this, they did not dare to show any dissatisfaction on their faces and retreated consciously.
Wearing a red robe, are you a member of the Red Robe Mage Association?
This is the only organization Sherlock can associate with this man's clothes. This organization did have contact with the creatures in the abyss in order to invade Aglaron and Leatherman around Seer.
And the reliefs on the two walls of the corridor on the first floor were also modeled after the man in front of me?
"Jane, what's going on? Are those fishmen gone?" A cheerful voice suddenly broke into the empty stone room.
Sherlock looked up and saw a male and female blue-haired man sitting on the armrest of the stone throne.
"That reptile really thought that he could be on equal footing with us just by offering a few sources of magic power. It's really ridiculous." The man in red robe sneered disdainfully, and then asked about Blue Fur's situation.
