In the depths of the pitch-black cellar, there were two torches lit. A skinny demon with a black horn on his forehead and a pair of dark green eyes was holding a little elf girl hostage. A sharp bone knife grew out of his bony fingers, and he placed it against the little elf girl's throat. A line of blood was cut into her delicate skin, and he was looking at Mag and the others with a fierce expression.
Behind him were a dozen or so fearful demons and orcs who were wielding weapons. The situation above was still unclear, but the fact that these guys were able to make it here meant that their brothers above had most likely been wiped out.
What made them even more fearful was that the leader of these people was a lava demon, followed by two little piglets and a human. There were even more lava demons with flames burning all over their bodies.
The most powerful being here was the 5th-tier leader, Zabak, but if even the 7th-tier leader, Terry, had been defeated, then they could only rely on these little piglets.
The elves who had been imprisoned and tortured for a long time all turned toward the entrance of the cellar. The lava demons with red flames burning all over their bodies struck fear into their hearts. If they were to escape from these demons, only to fall into the hands of even more powerful demons, that would be an even more tragic nightmare for them.
However, the elves soon turned to the little half-elf girl behind the lava demon, and their eyes immediately lit up. Her purple magician robes were rather regal and luxurious. Even though she was a half-elf, her delicate features and pointy ears made her look no different from a true elf.
Of course, that wasn't important. What was important was that this little half-elf girl had appeared here. Could it be that these people were really here to save them?
These demons and orcs, who usually acted like tyrants and treated them like livestock, were now trembling in fear. This had never happened before.
However, his life was still in their hands. Sharp weapons were placed on their bodies. If there was a conflict between the two sides, who knew how many of them would die.
However, they were fearless. Rather than being tortured in this dark cellar and becoming slaves with no freedom in the future, death was a form of release. At the very least, they could still see a glimmer of light and hope. If death could exchange for the freedom of some of their brethren, then they were willing to pay the price.
Mag was holding a rectangular object in his hand, and he wore a grave expression as he looked at the pairs of eyes that had lit up in the dim cellar. On either side of the passageway was a series of metal cages that were less than a meter tall. Some of the elderly elves were crammed into the cages, and they couldn't even straighten their backs.
Aside from the dampness in the air, there was also a foul stench in the air. The tattered clothes of these elves were stained with all types of filth. It was very difficult to imagine how these clean freaks could survive in such an environment, and what kind of physical and mental torture they had to endure.
A sense of fury welled up in Meg's heart. Even though the elven race had been one of the masterminds behind the conspiracy against Meg Alex three years ago, Meg still had a good impression of most of the elves in the elven race.
They were half of Amy's race, and they were generally peace-loving and nature-loving elves. They were the easiest race to get along with on the Norland Continent, but now, they were being treated like livestock!
Sargeras was also enraged upon seeing this. Even though he was also a demon, lava demons had their own bottom line, and would never attack the weak. However, these guys clearly didn't think that way. They had no bottom line at all for imprisoning and humiliating these elves.
However, all of these elves were being controlled, and many of them were being threatened with weapons. Even though they could easily crush these demons and orcs, they weren't confident in their ability to save these elves, so they didn't dare to do anything rash.
Zabaco heaved an internal sigh of relief at the sight of Sargeras. This lava demon was giving him the most pressure, and it appeared that he was the leader of these people. Seeing as he cared about the lives of these piglets, then he was confident that he could use these piglets to exchange for their lives. In fact, he could even exchange them for more things, such as a hefty sum of money.
With that in mind, a faint smile appeared on Zabaco's face, and he felt a little more confident. He turned to Sargeras, and yelled, "If you want to save these piglets, then you'd better not do anything rash. Otherwise, my saber will slice through her veins, and there's no way you can be faster than my saber! Now, you only have one choice, and that is … "
"All of you bastards should be beaten to death!"
Right at this moment, a mellow voice sounded.
Amy was standing behind Sargeras, and she was glaring at Zabaco with an enraged expression. Her staff had appeared in her hand, and purplish-golden light was flashing within the oracle stone like lightning.
"Heh." Zach chuckled at the sight of Amy, and he didn't take her seriously at all. A little piglet of her age was no different from a normal human child; all she knew was to play with mud, so he didn't take her seriously at all. Instead, he was more concerned about Sargeras' opinion.
"Ice Soul Lotus, Ice Seal Domain!" Amy pointed her staff at Zabaco as she yelled in her delicate voice. Dazzling white light suddenly appeared, and a translucent lotus flower drifted out, appearing directly above Zabaco in the blink of an eye. The temperature in the entire underground cellar abruptly dropped by close to 10 degrees, and snowflakes drifted down from above Zabaco and the demons. Frost appeared on the faces of all of the elves and demons, and all of them froze on the spot. It was as if the entire space had been frozen in an instant.
The smile on Zabaco's face stiffened, and a hint of horror appeared in his eyes. The bone saber in his hand was trembling slightly as he attempted to break free from the effects of the ice seal.
Right at this moment, a red cube of unknown material flew over the crowd, and struck Zabaco in the face with unerring accuracy like a precision-guided RPG.
Blood splattered in all directions, and Zabaco's body fell back uncontrollably. The bone saber that was pressed against the little elven girl's neck was also flung away, and he crashed to the ground with his eyes wide open. Before he passed out, he still hadn't figured out what that red cube of unknown material was.
"Kill them all, Burning Legion!" Sargeras faltered slightly before immediately rushing forward with his foldable chair. Every time he swung his chair, a demon or orc would fall to the ground. In the blink of an eye, all of the temporarily frozen demons and orcs had been subdued by the Burning Legion, and not a single elf had been injured in the battle.
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