The foldable chair was the most powerful of the 10 most dangerous weapons in this world. Mag had always been of that opinion. Using a folding chair in battle presented a combination of unbridled power, as well as technical and aesthetic prowess. Sargeras was worthy of being referred to as the premiere chair-wielder in the world.
As such, he couldn't help but nod in appreciation and approval at the sight of the chair slamming into Terry's face, which was twisted with shock and horror, sending him crashing into a wall.
The rest of the lava demons instantly destroyed the remaining orcs and demons. A crushing victory was secured in a very short span of time.
"Wow!" Anna's eyes widened as she looked in awe at the lava demons. The demons and orcs that had appeared to be so terrifying to her were so pitifully weak in the face of the flaming lava demons.
In contrast, the terrifying lava demons suddenly became quite adorable in her eyes after she witnessed them vanquish the accursed demons and orcs. Thus, the fear that she harbored toward them in her heart completely disappeared.
Amy's father is so awesome. He can recruit the help of so many demons just by using food. All he has to do is stand and watch. Anna turned to look at Mag with reverence in her eyes.
Sargeras swatted aside a few demons who were trying to close the gate with his foldable chair. He then plucked Terry up from the ground and tossed him in front of Mag. He stomped a foot on Terry's back, and said, "Boss Mag, what do you want done to him?"
Terry had been slapped so hard by the foldable chair that his head no longer even felt like his own. Even though his combat prowess was slightly lacking, he was still a 7th-tier demon. He had only ever suffered this feeling of being beaten so convincingly and comprehensively when he had sparred with Olef.
"Lava demons!" After returning to his senses, Terry finally managed to identify their assailants.
The lava demons had once been a legendary subspecies of the demon race. They were very powerful, and possessed extraordinary flame-manipulation abilities. They used to be one of the top three subspecies of the demon race, and even though they had been on a constant decline since then, he had to admit that lava demons were close to invincible among beings of the same rank.
There were so many lava demons present, and what was even more incredible was that all of them followed the orders of a human!
"Don't kill me! I was forced into this by Olef. I actually feel really sorry for those elves as well..." Terry turned to Mag with a panicked expression, wondering what Mag's identity was.
"Knock him out, then throw him in a sack. The Gray Temple will take care of him." Mag couldn't be bothered to listen to Terry's lies.
"Thump!" Terry's voice was abruptly cut off following a dull thud. Sargeras picked up his foldable chair and looked at Mag with a bashful smile as he said, "Boss Mag, there are still a few of those bastards inside. We'll take care of them first before you come in."
"Alright, thank you for your efforts." Mag nodded with a smile before glancing down at the motionless Terry. Sargeras hadn't held back at all with that blow to the head, so he didn't even know if Terry was still alive.
Sargeras led the lava demons and charged into courtyard, cleaning up the rest of the demons and orcs. All of them were knocked out and thrown into rucksacks with ease, and soon, a large pile of rucksacks had been gathered at the center of the courtyard.
"What's going on up there? You two, hurry up and go have a look!"
The commotion in the courtyard soon reached the ears of those in the underground cellar, and one of the demons barked some nervous instructions at his subordinates. He was aware of the situation, and knew that if the Gray Temple really had discovered their base, then no one would be able to escape.
"Is someone here to save us?"
The elves who were being treated like animals had also heard the commotion up above, and a hint of hope lit up in their soulless eyes.
"What's going on over there?"
Several kilometers away, there were many people searching for the base of the hunting party. Blour was among them, and he suddenly raised his head as he turned in the northwestern direction. He could see dazzling flames erupting in that direction, along with the sound of explosions and combat. Those details were particularly clear in the dark and silent night.
He had only been detained in the Gray Temple for a short while before Yngwie came to bail him out. There was an abundance of evidence and witnesses, so Blour and Sally were quickly deemed innocent. As such, they were both released on the scene.
Blour requested that the Gray Temple send out a team to find the base in which the elves were being held captive. As an elven ambassador, Yngwie could speed up the process significantly, and following some brief medical treatment, Blour and Sally accompanied a team of Gray Temple investigators to search for the base.
However, the location that Joshua had disclosed prior to his death was far from specific. The area five kilometers to the north of Chaos City was extremely vast, and finding a base in that area was like searching for a needle in a haystack. Even Blour was gradually beginning to lose confidence, wondering if they would be able to find the base before the orcs and demons had evacuated.
"That place is also within the range of our searching scope. We should go there right away." Sally had already begun to rush toward that direction.
"I hope that's actually the right place." Blour also quickly followed her lead. He was very anxious. If that fire had been intentionally lit by the demons and orcs to burn down their base, then they would have most likely already evacuated the scene.
"Follow them!" Brandli of the Gray Temple issued a command to the rest of the investigators. Elf trafficking was a practice that Chaos City stood firmly against. Elves were very important to both the Gray Temple and Chaos City, so they took this incident very seriously, particularly as it had taken place so close to Chaos City.
"Father, can I go and help?" Amy was very eager to join in on the battle.
"Boss Mag, everyone in the courtyard has been taken care of. The rest of them should be hiding underground; would you like to come down with us?" Sargeras asked with a smile.
"Yes, yes, yes! We'll come with you!" Amy immediately raised her hand in response.
"Alright, then, we'll have a look as well." Mag nodded. He gently held onto the hand of Anna, who was gripping the hem of his shirt with a nervous expression. He grabbed onto Amy's hand with his other hand, and led the two of them into the courtyard.
There was a huge pile of sealed rucksacks in the courtyard, and an occasional groan of pain could be heard coming from within them. Mag was stunned by the Burning Legion's efficiency.
From battle to capture and packaging, the Burning Legion provided an all-in-one service that was both reliable and fast.
Thus, their group continued on toward the underground cellar. Sargeras walked at the forefront, and the flames on his body lit up the inky black underground passageway. Amy held her wand and followed him with excitement shimmering in her eyes. Mag walked behind Amy with Anna's hand in his, carefully surveying their surroundings.
"S-stop! If you keep going, I'm going to kill all of them!"
Right at that moment, a trembling voice sounded from within the underground cellar.