Chapter 377: Time to Go

Chapter 377: Time to Go

“W-what the hell is this?” one of the Purple Capes on the spectator platform asked in disbelief when he saw dozens of demonlings in the arena along with countless bodies illuminated by the light from the magic circle of fire before it quickly dissipated, and darkness reclaimed the arena.

“Hurry up! Blast everything that moves!” another Purple Cape urged the man behind a mounted and ready arrow launching device while several men and women still put in place the other five machines at the edge of the platform.

“Hold that fire!” the captain of the Purple Capes stopped the reckless blind shooting. “A member of the royal family might still be down there.”

“Shit!” Ember cursed when she recognized captain Flavna among the fresh Purple Cape forces. “Beatrice!! Time to go!”

However, Ember did not even see the tentacle demon anymore and had no idea if Beatrice heard her.

“Wait! What do you mean “go”?” one of the masked men from Ember’s group of survivors asked as he rose to his feet after narrowly avoiding getting his head turned to charcoal by her circle of fire. “Nobody’s going anywher—UEEAAAAAAAAAAAAAA!!”

Ember turned lit the masked soldier on fire and stood up. The other two masked soldiers learned from the mistake of their burning buddy and stayed motionless.

“This certainly won’t do,” he said, looking at the barely visible arena below. “You all ready?”

Gamesh then conjured a bright sphere the size of a watermelon and launched it high into the air. The sphere suddenly stopped mid-flight high above the arena and grew brighter. The sphere was not nearly as bright as a midday sun, but more than enough to clearly illuminate the arena and the rest of the mines around it. Flavna barely caught a glimpse of some strange creature before it disappeared over the edge of the arena, leaving several dozen demonlings chaotically skittering about.

The sphere also revealed that the arena was not the only place filled with bodies. Flavna surveyed her surroundings with disgust at the drunks and druggies that laid about on various platforms. Most were solitary, some in pairs or in groups, nearly all were naked, nearly all passed out in their own vomit.

“Nobody leaves!” Flavna ordered. “Find and secure any possible members of the royal family!”

She then jumped off the platform to the nearest path that led to the arena. The Purple Cape forces spread out through the mines, securing every exit. Dozens followed Flavna down to the arena, though none took her “shortcut”.

“And, obviously, rid this place of the demon filth!” Gamesh added. “I see no princesses, kings, or queens over by that small group of four demonlings. Why are they still alive?”

“FIRE!!” one of the Purple Capes screamed and the soldiers behind the six minigun-like arrow launchers unleashed one arrow after another into the pack of demonlings.