There were two flaming torches lit in the depths of the inky black underground cellar. A stickly thin demon with a black horn on his forehead and a pair of dark green eyes was holding a little elf girl hostage. There was a sharp bone blade protruding from his hand, resting on the little girl’s throat. A thin red line had already been drawn on her skin as the demon looked at Mag’s group with a twisted expression.

  There were about a dozen or so weapon-wielding orcs and demons behind him, and all of them wore expressions of shock and horror. They didn’t know what had happened above the ground, but the fact that these people were able to make it into the underground cellar indicated that their brothers up there had most likely already been wiped out.

  What was even more terrifying to them was that their enemies were being led by a lava demon, followed by a human and two little piggies. Behind them was a horde of even more lava demons.

  The most powerful being among them was a 5th-tier Zweig, but he clearly stood no chance against these assailants if they had already taken out the 7th-tier Terry. As such, they could only hope to turn the tables by using the piggies they had captured.

  All of the elves who had been imprisoned and tortured for an extended period of time turned to look at the approaching party. They were feeling quite fearful at the sight of the flaming lava demons. If they were to be rescued only to fall into the hands of a group of even more terrifying demons, then that would further compound their nightmare.

  However, they then quickly noticed a little half-elf behind the lava demons, upon which their eyes immediately lit up. Her purple magician robes looked very lavish and regal, and even though she was only a half-elf, her intricate features and pointy little ears bore a strong resemblance to those of a true elf.

  Of course, that wasn’t the important point. What was worthy of note was that a half-elf little girl had appeared here. Could it be that these people really were here to rescue them?

  The heinous demons and orcs who had tortured them like animals were now trembling in fear; that was something that the elves had never seen before.

  However, they were still being held by these demons, and sharp weapons rested on their vitals. If a conflict were to arise, they didn’t how many of them would lose their lives.

  Even so, they weren’t fearful of death. In comparison with being tortured in this dark underground cellar, then becoming lowly slaves deprived of their freedom, death was a sought-after release. At the very least, they could see a glimmer of hope up ahead. If their deaths could buy the freedom of their brethren, then they were willing to pay that price.

  Mag was holding a cuboid object in his hand. He looked at the eyes that were shimmering with renewed hope in the underground cellar, and a heavy expression appeared on his face. The passageway was lined with cages that were less than a meter tall. Some of the elderly elves confined in those cages could only curl up into balls due to the cramped space.

  The air carried a musty scent as well as an extremely foul odor. The tattered clothes on the elves’ bodies were covered with all types of filth, and it was very difficult to imagine how the predominantly mysophobic elves had survived in such conditions, and how they were able to withstand the physical and psychological torture of their confinement.

  Rage began to ignite in Mag’s heart. Even though the elven race was one of the masterminds engineering Mag Alex’s downfall three years ago, Mag had a good impression of the vast majority of elves. It could be said that they were Amy’s half-brethren, and they predominantly loved peace and nature. They were one of the most amicable races on the Norland Continent, but they were being treated like lowly animals!

  Sargeras’ eyes were also burning with fury. He was a demon himself, but the lava demon race would never stoop to oppressing the weak. However, these demons were clearly different from them. They had no moral compass to guide their actions, and had no qualms about imprisoning and humiliating these elves.

  The main issue was that those elves were being held hostage, and their lives could be taken at a whim. The lava demons could easily crush these orcs and demons, but they weren’t confident in their ability to save all of the elves, so they didn’t dare to act rashly.

  Zweig heaved an internal sigh of relief at the sight of a wary Sargeras. He could sense that this lava demon was the most powerful of the lot, and was most likely the leader of the group. Seeing as he cared about the safety of these piggies, he could use them as bargaining chips to ensure their own safety, as well as perhaps other things, like riches and resources.

  With that in mind, a smile appeared on Zweig’s face, and a hint of confidence welled up in his heart. He looked at Sargeras, and yelled, “You had better not try anything funny if you want to save these piggies. Otherwise, my blade will slice through her neck in an instant! You only have one choice now, and that’s to -“.

  “All of you baddies should die!”


  Right at that moment, a mellow voice sounded.

  Amy glowered at Zweig as she stood behind Sargeras. Her staff had already appeared in her hands, and purple and golden light was crackling like lightning in the oracle stone.

  “Heh.” Zweig gave a disdainful chuckle at the sight of Amy. He didn’t pay any heed to her. A little piggie like her clearly posed no threat to him, so all he had to do was to focus his attention on Sargeras and the other lava demons.

  “Ice Soul Lotus, ice seal domain!” Amy pointed her staff at Zweig, and dazzling white light appeared. A glittering and translucent lotus flower emerged before appearing directly above Zweig in the blink of an eye. The air temperature in the entire underground cellar instantly dropped over 10 degrees. The ice lotus hovered above Zweig and his companions, and a layer of frost appeared over their bodies. All of them were immobilized as if time had been stopped.

  The smile on Zweig’s face stiffened, and an expression of shock and horror appeared in his eyes. The bone blade in his hand trembled slightly as he attempted to free himself from this immobilization effect.

  However, right at that moment, a red cuboid object suddenly flew through the air before striking Zweig in the face with unerring accuracy.

  Blood splattered in the air, and Zweig’s body fell back uncontrollably. The bone blade resting on the little elf girl’s neck was also hurled aside as a result, and he thumped to the ground with wide eyes. Even in the split second before he fell unconscious, he was still unable to figure out just what that red cuboid stone was.

  “Burning Legion, kill them!” Sargeras faltered momentarily upon seeing that before immediately charging forward while brandishing his foldable chair. One demon or orc was felled after another with each swing of his chair, and all of them were subdued in the blink of an eye. Not a single elf was harmed during the process.

  “You deserve a brick.” Mag stepped forward and picked up the red cuboid object, which turned out to be a red brick