906 Where Do You Think You Are Going?

Mag jumped off the griffin and lifted Amy off. "This fog is so thick!" Amy said, trying to grab the fog.

Mag nodded, sword in hand. "This place is hard to find." His abnormally good eyesight enabled him to see 100 meters in this fog, and the ones who had reached the 10th-tier could see through this fog like it wasn't even there.

Mag crouched down and looked at Amy. "Our first task is to rescue the hostages. While doing so, protect yourself and make sure that no one will find out who we are. Only use the cold domain magic and leave the rest to me."

Amy nodded solemnly. "Yes, Father."

Mag turned to face the griffin. "You are the fastest, Ah Zi. Don't let anyone escape."

Ah Zi nodded, even though it seriously doubted anyone could escape from Mag.

"Let's go," Mag said quietly. He rushed towards the depths of the forest without making a sound. Suddenly, his sword was free of its sheath, and in the blink of an eye, he sheathed it again. A demon fell down, his head severed from the body.

Behind Mag, Amy flew deftly and quietly through the trees with her golden wings, gazing at Mag's back with great admiration.

Silent killing was happening in the dense forest. Sentries hiding in the woods were killed by Mag one by one.

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Deep in the forest, in the middle of the canyon, there was a big cave at the foot of the cliff. At the entrance of the cave stood several wooden houses. A dozen or so orcs and demons were patrolling with nervous looks on their faces.

In a room inside the cave, a young orc was looking at a strong-looking orc with a terrified expression. "Master Gene, what do we do now? Boss is dead. That griffin tore him apart as if he were a chicken! They are all dead. Alex is coming for us. It's not safe here, we should run while we still can."

"Shut up!" Gene shouted. He paced around restlessly. He tried to calm himself down, but failed to prevent his hands from shaking.

They hadn't expected Alex to come here. Their boss, the ghost light demon, had taken most of the stronger fighters with him. Now that they were all dead, there was no way he could hold this place. He was only at level seven. Two of his subordinates were at level six, and the rest of them were all below level six.

There was no difference between level seven and level one to Alex. Not one of them could withstand one blow of his sword.

Even the spatial demon patriarch had been killed by Alex. Maybe no one on the whole continent was stronger than Alex.

He was scared, but he knew he couldn't let it show, or else his men would panic and try to run away. He needed them to hold Alex off while he fled.

He had been hunting elves for over 20 years. He had experienced the good life of making big money every day, and he had been chased by Alex and Irina. He knew too well the inevitable ending of a mercenary group targeted by Alex.

"How many people know boss is dead?" Gene asked.

"Probably everyone by now, but I told no one it was Alex who did it."

"Good." Gene patted him on the shoulder, and suddenly he covered his mouth and thrust a black bone dagger into his heart.

The young orc's eyes went round, and an instant later, his chest stopped moving.

Gene put him on the ground and wiped the blood off his hand with the dead orc's clothes. "You served me well, but I want to live too." His voice was shaky with fear. Then he walked out of his room with a heavy-looking axe, closed the stone door, and made his way to the exit of the cave.

There were many small rooms in the big cave. Many were empty, but some were occupied by elves. They were imprisoned in separate rooms, curling up in a corner and looking out through the iron bars from the corner of their eye whenever they heard footsteps. They prayed the footsteps would never stop at their door.

They were gripped by despair and fear. They had watched as their teammates had been brutally slaughtered. Some of the female elves had been tortured and abused to death. Those who were still alive didn't know if they could live to see another day.

Some had committed suicide, while the others had chosen to live because they were afraid of death, and because they were still hopeful. They believed Chaos City would not leave them to die here.

They didn't know how long they had to wait. Another female elf was found dead in her cell this morning. She had killed herself. As such, they had been tied up by spirit binding rope, their mouths gagged. Now they couldn't end their own lives even if they wanted to.

Demons and orcs patrolled the cells, hitting and abusing anyone who wouldn't behave.

"Those Gray Temple clowns killed boss and are coming for us," Gene said to the demons and orcs at the cave gate when he walked out. "We must evacuate. Go gather everybody, kill all the elves and women, and get ready to leave."

They still couldn't bring themselves to believe that their boss had died after telling them to prepare good food and women for his return.

"Master Gene, why don't we take the elves with us?" a demon asked hesitantly. "We could sell them when we get back to the Demon Islands. They're worth a lot."

"Yeah, we need money to lay low for a while," a forest troll agreed.

Gene thought a moment, and then nodded. "All right. You go get the others, and you go inside and watch the elves. Don't let them escape."

They did as he said. Some of them went into the cave, and the others went to gather the rest.

Gene looked back at their cave and started to walk off with his axe.

Suddenly, he heard a dull thud.

"Where do you think you're going?" asked a mocking voice in the dense fog.

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