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It was evident that Skaven had been putting on a one-man show before.

But now, with the presence of Demon King, he was even more in his element, performing with greater passion.

It really didn\'t seem like he was acting.

Seeing that everyone was loyal to the demon race and full of fighting spirit, Skaven raised his rat claw, signaling the other inferior races to quiet down.

Afterwards, he bent down, half-kneeling in front of Reji, displaying the appearance of a subordinate Tenth Apostle, and requested instructions from Reji:

"Your Majesty, please give us your orders!"

The inferior race prisoners also imitated the rat-man\'s actions, kneeling and bowing their heads in unison, waiting for Reji\'s orders to serve the Demon King.

"The Second Prince has a group of humans here, take me there."

Actually, Skaven had already guessed Reji\'s order, after all, when Reji first asked him to lead the way, it was to that place.

Perhaps to make up for his previous treachery against Reji, Skaven was exceptionally proactive.

This time, he took the lead, guiding a vast army of over a hundred inferior race warriors, charging towards another gathering place in Stillwater Prison.

Without the Gloom, their marching speed was extremely fast. In less than ten minutes, they could see a small town in the distance.

However, as they approached, Skaven still quietly came to Reji\'s side and reminded:

"Your Majesty, although the humans in this gathering place are very weak, they are under the protection of the blood race. These blood race fellows have made a deal with the Second Prince. They provide security, and the Second Prince brings them fresh blood supplies from outside."

"So these blood race members are in better condition than us, especially... especially their princess! Squeak!"

At this point, Skaven\'s narrow rat eyes revealed a look of resentment, indicating that he had suffered a lot at the hands of the blood race princess.

"The blood race princess is said to have been at the eighth tier before, and although she has regressed a bit now, she cannot be underestimated. Your Majesty, I\'m afraid that when the fight starts, our demon race warriors will be at a disadvantage against that princess."

"As for me, although I am the Tenth Apostle, squeak! My strength has not fully recovered. I\'m afraid that if I enter the battlefield, I will let down Your Majesty\'s reputation. So, how about..."

Reji glanced at the rat-man who was rubbing his hands, looking a bit timid and embarrassed. Skaven had probably invested all his skill points in being a charlatan and was completely clueless about combat.

Reji didn\'t mind this. He hadn\'t expected to rely on this "demon army" to push through Stillwater Prison anyway.

"Tell your subordinates to just guard the perimeter when we get there. Those humans are useful to me, don\'t slaughter them indiscriminately. As for the blood race... Hmm, I\'ll handle it."

"As you command, Your Majesty! Squeak, squeak!"

Hearing this, Skaven was overjoyed that Reji was going to solo the entire blood race gathering place without needing them to take action.

He had no doubts about Reji\'s strength. After all, he was a terrifying powerhouse who could even break curses.

Now, even if Reji kicked him out, he didn\'t want to leave. As the "Tenth Apostle", what he lacked was a "Demon King" like Reji, with explosive combat power, to cooperate with his act!

Thinking of this, Skaven couldn\'t help but mutter in a low voice, correcting the mistake in Reji\'s words just now:

"Your Majesty, they are our subordinates, not mine! What\'s mine is yours!"

Afterwards, the rat-man ran out in a flash. After informing all the inferior race prisoners of Reji\'s orders, with Reji as their backing, they were now even more confident.

When they reached the front of the blood race gathering place, Skaven left the inferior race warriors to stand by, and directly walked alone to the doorstep of the other party\'s home.

"You dogs of the Second Prince! You blood race scum! All of you, come out to Skaven the Great! Squeak! Your good days are over!"

From the outside, the blood race gathering place was obviously much better than the dilapidated village previously inhabited by the inferior race prisoners.

There were neat wooden houses, grass sheds, and stoves for cooking, with various traces of human life.

But now, the blood race gathering place was actually quite chaotic.

It wasn\'t because of Skaven\'s shouting.

It was the Gloom. The Gloom had disappeared.

Many blood race members in the gathering place, as well as the humans protected by the Second Prince, had now walked outside. They all looked at the surrounding air that had become much purer after losing the Gloom, with a dazed and panicked expression.

From the expressions of these prison residents, what Reji saw was not excitement and joy at the disappearance of the curse, but panic.

Even a small portion of the blood race, on their already pale faces, revealed... Fear.

If Reji concentrated and listened carefully, he could vaguely hear unease and nervousness from the anxious discussions of those human scholars.

"How could... the Gloom? This is impossible!"

"Without the protection of the Gloom, their magic power will start to increase again. Once it exceeds that threshold..."

"Could it be that something happened to the Emperor? Quick, contact the Second Prince!"

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"I knew it. After losing the demon race, this day would eventually come to the entire plane. None of us can escape. All beings will become flesh monsters, becoming the offspring of the Evil God, haha, hahaha!"

"No, I don\'t want to be controlled. Right, I must kill myself before being transformed! Knife, where\'s the knife! Give me a knife!"

The Gloom, which was regarded as a "curse" by Skaven\'s group of inferior race prisoners, seemed to be a blessing and an even more important protection in the blood race gathering place.

But now, the protection had disappeared.

The entire blood race gathering place was filled with desperate whispers and helpless madness. For a moment, they completely ignored Skaven, who was shouting outside, and the pressing inferior race warriors.

Finally, it was a red-haired girl who stood out from the chaotic gathering place.

She seemed to be the leader here.

The girl bit her finger and let the blood from her fingertip drip towards the gathering place that was permeated with a desolate atmosphere after losing the Gloom. The blood transformed into a strange blood magic.

A crimson formation appeared under the girl\'s feet, and wisps of red mist floated out from her hand, permeating the entire gathering place.

After inhaling the red mist, the blood race members and human scholars, following a brief convulsion, slowly calmed down, and their emotions stabilized.

Although many of them still had pessimistic expressions, at least they no longer mentioned the impulse to commit suicide.

Having temporarily appeased the internal turmoil, Louise, who was actually very perplexed and confused, finally had the energy to deal with Skaven by floating to the entrance of the gathering place.

The method was also very simple.

"Get lost." Louise spoke coldly.

The girl\'s crimson eyes from the high-ranking blood race just glared at Skaven, and the rat-man felt his hair stand on end all over his body, his legs trembling non-stop, showing his fear.

At any other time, he might have run away.

But now... no way!

At this moment, the rat-man seemed to be truly possessed by the "Tenth Apostle". Facing the blood race princess, he still had to straighten his back and continue shouting desperately in a rat voice:

"How dare you! Squeak! Louise, don\'t think that just because I let you human lackeys off the hook before, it means... means I\'m afraid of you!"

"Now our king is back!"

"Squeak! The Demon King has a message for you! As long as you surrender, hand over those humans of the Second Prince, and submit to the demon race, the Demon King guarantees that your lives will be spared, and he can even take you out of here with him!"

Louise was already extremely irritated.

Now, hearing this inferior rat-man, who always waved the flag of the "demon race", come up with new tricks, still not getting lost, and even bringing up some Demon King, the blood race princess immediately frowned deeply, unable to hold back any longer.

"Demon King is it? Okay fine!"

"Come, call him out. Let me see which weakling is even more shameless than you, this filthy stinking rat-man. Being an apostle is not enough, and he even dares to call himself... the Demon King?"