187 A Passionate Superior Devil (1/2)
The three Hamsters looked forward and backward. They were trapped.
Big Boss straightened his fat body and shouted, ”No matter what you're doing, recruit us! We can do many things!”
Second Boss said, ”I'm very sensitive to Mana.”
Fat Otaku stood up and said, ”I can eat a lot!”
Those Orcs charged towards them.
”Boom—!”
Ruptured rocks fell with a loud boom as the walls of the abandoned sewer cracked open. Dust that looked like smoke filled the sewer.
A tall figure appeared between the Hamsters and those strange Orcs and Werewolves.
After the dust settled, the three Hamsters could see clearly who that figure was.
A half Giant's body that was motionless, and beside the half Giant stood a man in a Tuxedo.
Dust settled on the man's shoulders and peppered the exquisite Tuxedo with small speckles.
”Lord Sherlock!”
”We're saved!”
”I can eat!”
The three Hamsters shouted at Sherlock.
Sherlock also noticed the three Hamsters and was taken aback. He said, ”Why are you here? Weren't you executed?”
”Lord Sherlock, we escaped from prison!”
”We didn't commit any crimes!”
”The prison meals were delicious!”
The three Hamsters shouted again.
The three Hamsters wanted to say more, but the current situation was not ideal for chatting. Behind the ruptured wall, a cloaked man walked out. Behind him was a huge wiggling figure.
A large python followed the cloaked man, its bright red forked tongue emitting frightening hissing sounds, and its black pupils gazing at the Hamsters as though they were delicious desserts.
The cloaked man made hissing sounds as the large python wiggled its body and edged close to Sherlock. The python ignored the three Hamsters as it raised its head and bared its sharp fangs.
”Shucks—!”
The large python bit at Sherlock, but before the fangs touched Sherlock, a black figure charged and knocked the python against the wall.
It was a black goat.
The sharp horns penetrated the python's head and pinned it on the wall. Bright crimson blood flowed down the goat's horns, and the sewer was filled with a chilling stench.
”Aiming a sharp spear coated with bile at the night howling Hades Hound and spreading death as you walk. He who possesses the strength of Samael, since when did you start helping the Ancient Gods?” Sherlock looked at the man in a long robe.
”Superior Devil, aren't you scared when you invoke the name of Satan?” The long robed man quivered strangely, and his body continued to expand.
”All of you decadent superior Devils have long forgotten about the glory of the Devils. Your act of aligning with Order is more disgusting than those white-winged Angels.”
The voice of the gray-robed man became more irritable. The cloak's cape was supported by a flat head. He had sharp teeth and a long slender scaly neck. The gray-robed man was transforming.
Before long, a large python appeared before Sherlock. This was a python that was too large for a black goat to deal with.