Chapter 374 Extremely Dangerous Secret Realm

"Sart!"

After being reminded by Liang Fang, Wang Yuan suddenly remembered that he had captured a demon lord when defending the city before, and he was still locked up in the cemetery.

Since they were all demon creatures, the satyr should know this Fiery Lord.

"Women are still very careful!"

Wang Yuan sighed, and then casually pulled the satyr out of the cemetery.

A monster with a sheep's head and a human body appeared in front of everyone.

As one of the demon lords, this satyr is also a famous cruel demon with extremely strong strength... It can be said to be notorious.

If it weren't for the explosion of Wang Yuan's corpse that completely restrained this guy, the entire Jiangbei City would probably be under the rule of the satyr.

Moreover, as a highly intelligent demon creature, the satyr has a mind that is not inferior to that of humans. Even if Wang Yuan signed the most effective slave contract with him, he would not dare to let this terrible demon out easily.

Therefore, the satyr has been locked up in the cemetery of the hero history book by Wang Yuan.

Wang Yuan would not let him out unless it was absolutely necessary.

After all, controlling such a dangerous creature is like playing with fire at a gas station. You never know when you will get yourself into trouble.

God knows whether this guy will die with me or not.

...

"My great master, Mr. Wang Yuan, you finally remembered your most loyal subordinates."

After Sartre was released, he first tidied himself up, then looked around. Seeing the skeleton soldiers surrounding him tightly, Sartre greeted Wang Yuan respectfully.

"The most loyal subordinates..."

Wang Yuan was a little amused.

This guy really knows how to create a persona for himself.

My subordinates are hard to describe...

There are many who want to kill me...

In comparison, a few skeletons are okay, at most they are just talking nonsense, but Sartre is the guy who really wants to kill me.

"Master, is this human the food you gave me?"

Sart glanced at Liang Fang beside him again, couldn't help licking his lips, and a bloodthirsty and ferocious expression appeared on his face: "Women's blood is the sweetest, especially plump women."

Everyone: "..."

Well... As expected of the demon clan, it is really ferocious, and it even eats people.

"Hehe!"

Wang Yuan laughed: "No, no, no, I can't give you this one, how about that one?" Wang Yuan pointed at Wang Yujie with a smile.

"It should be chewy, and the taste is definitely not as good as this one." Sartre made a thoughtful comment on Wang Yujie: "Look at her so flat, it's not as fat as this one."

"Fuck, Brother Niu is really cheap! He wants to kill this demon!"

As soon as Sartre said this, Dabai and several others covered their faces.

"?"

A question mark appeared on the madman's head.

"Pah!"

As soon as Sartre finished speaking, Wang Yujie had already come to Sartre and slapped Sartre in the face.

Sartre was stunned.

Liang Fang also stepped forward and kicked Sartre in the crotch.

Sartre bent over, holding his stomach.

Flat, fat!

Okay, Sartre's little mouth was like honey, and under Wang Yuan's guidance, he offended two people with just one sentence.

……

"Ha ha!"

王远哈哈一笑道：“这两位最爱吃烤全羊了，你竟然还想吃她们？挨揍了吧！要不是我拦着，今天这天气，我们就得把你烤了。”

“Great idea!!”

Wang Yujie raised his hand.

Liang Fang also echoed.

The lunatic didn't say much. He took out his holy cross sword and thrust it into the ground, signaling to Wang Yuan: "Put this in his ass!"

"I……"

When Sartre saw this scene, his soul was about to fly out. He glanced at Wang Yuan with a horrified look and said, "Master, I don't taste good. I smell disgusting. You won't really want to eat me."

"It depends on whether you listen or not." Wang Yuan said with a smile.

"Be obedient! Be obedient! As long as it is something you order, Sartre will definitely do his best to complete it."

After being intimidated by Wang Yuan, Sartre's attitude was obviously much more cowardly.

He didn't dare to mention eating people.

For fear of being eaten by these people.

"I have something now that requires someone to sacrifice. Are you willing to go?" Wang Yuan stared at Sartre and asked seriously.

"Uh..."

Satre was stunned. Someone needs to sacrifice? Is it because everyone is hungry and needs to sacrifice their bodies?

Thinking of this, Sartre hurriedly said: "Master, it's not that Sartre is afraid of death. The key is that Sartre has not made any contribution to you. With Sartre's ability, he can definitely do more meaningful things for you, instead of sacrificing in vain for meaningless things."

"Really?" Wang Yuan touched his chin thoughtfully.

"Of course!" Sartre nodded quickly: "Satre is the Lord of the Demon Realm! There must be a lot I can do for you."

"Well, since you said so, I will ask you one thing about the Demon Realm. If you know, I will spare you this time."

"You can ask as much as you want. There is nothing in the Demon Realm that I don't know." Sartre patted his chest and promised.

"Very good!"

Wang Yuan smiled slightly, nodded with satisfaction and said: "Do you know who the Lord of Flame is?!"

"Lord... Lord of Flame!!?"

Hearing the words Lord of Flame, Sartre's face showed a horrified expression: "How do you know this guy?"

"Oh? It seems you know?"

Wang Yuan was delighted.

Sure enough, you still have to ask the locals of the demon world about matters in the demon world.

“You know so much!!”

Sartre said: "The Flame Cult is the leader of the Hell Flame Cult in the Demon Realm. He controls the fire of hell and has countless followers. He is one of the five major Cult Leaders in the Demon Realm. Why do you suddenly ask him?"

"Because someone discovered this."

Wang Yuan shared the photos on the forum with Sartre.

"The Flame Temple!! It's actually the Flame Temple!!" Seeing the temple in the photo, Sartre said in horror: "My respected master, no matter what others do, you must not go to this place, let alone provoke the Lord of the Flame. Then It’s not something we can afford to offend.”

"Yeah?"

Wang Yuan frowned slightly when he heard Sartre's words.

As a lord, Sartre's status in the demon world can be considered as an upper-middle class. Even he seems to be very afraid of this so-called leader of the Flame.

"The Flame God Cult is one of the most primitive sects in the demon world. Although the Flame God Cult is just an ordinary demon, the members of the Flame God Cult are fanatical and extreme. They will not obey anyone except the Flame God Cult. Even the upper-level demons are not willing to provoke them. These guys are stupid."

"Fanatical believer..."

Wang Yuan scratched the back of his head, and a drop of sweat flowed from his forehead.

Speaking of fanatical believers... Wang Yuan has indeed heard that these guys can do many incredible things for their faith.

It seems that this Flame Temple is more terrifying than I imagined.

Wang Yuan originally wanted to find out, but now he had to give up the idea temporarily.

…

"Boss!! Come to the village quickly! The adventure group from Jeju City next door came to me for help!!"

However, just when Wang Yuan was not planning to explore this temple for the time being, Zheng Long suddenly sent a message.