◎The difficult situation of the Winged Demons◎
The cave where the Slime Clan's territory is located is sunken in the middle of two mountains, and is wrapped in vines on all sides. It is dark inside, and even though it is clean and tidy, there is still a lingering smell of damp.
For the demon soldiers who love heat, staying in such an environment always feels uncomfortable. At first, the excitement of entering a new environment and the joy of eating flaming grapes can make them ignore this discomfort, but soon, they began to miss the magnificent and spacious buildings of the Demon King's Palace, the well-organized facilities, and the warm lava lake next to the military camp.
Warren also disliked dark and narrow spaces, which made him inexplicably want to escape. So he quickly reached a trade agreement with the Slime Tribe, reorganized his army, and planned to visit the Winged Demon Tribe who also lived in the Forbidden Forest.
The mission of [Trade and Benefit Work] requires trading with at least three races. He can't just stay in the Demon King's Palace and wait for the demons to come looking for him. Moreover, in his previous communication with the Slime Chief, Warren learned that the Winged Demons are in an extremely difficult situation now.
"We went to the Winged Demon Tribe not long ago," the Slime Chieftain carefully skipped the fact that he went to the Winged Demon Tribe because he was frightened by the demon soldiers and wanted to discuss with them how to deal with the new demon king who might attack the Forbidden Plains. "For some reason, they suddenly lost the magical ability to release pheromones and have been forced to leave the tribe."
Although they both live in the Forbidden Plains, the Slimes and Winged Demons have completely different lifestyles. One lives in caves and uses the mud's deformation ability to prevent strange vines from getting a hold of it, while the other releases pheromones to confuse the vines' perception and builds a nest at the top of the vines.
The two tribes do not interfere with each other and rarely even meet each other. Without any intersection, there is naturally not much affection between them.
However, when learning that the Winged Demons were on the verge of extinction, the Slime Chief still felt a sense of sadness - the magical abilities of the Winged Demons disappeared inexplicably, would their Slime clan also encounter this cruel situation, or even suffer an even more miserable end?
In addition, they arrived at the Winged Demon Tribe’s territory when the Winged Demon Tribe was being frantically chased by strange vines, and the Slime Chief showed them a way to the cave.
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As for the Winged Demons who were hiding in the caves and temporarily avoiding the strange vines, the Slime Clan was helpless in helping them get food and escape from the Forbidden Plains. They were also not getting enough food, so how could they possibly help the Winged Demons?
After listening to the narration of the Slime Chief, Warren said excitedly: The Slime Clan can't help the Winged Demon, but he can! The Demon King's Palace is now short of labor!
As the Demon King, of course I have to lend a helping hand to the poor demons!
If the Winged Demons can no longer survive in the Forbidden Plains, the Demon King's Palace welcomes them to build their nest!
The Slime Chieftain was very happy to learn of the Demon King's idea. He certainly hoped that his former neighbor would have a good ending, and nodded hurriedly: "Okay, King! I will lead the way for you!"
The cave where the Winged Demons are hiding is a long way from the Slime tribe. If the Winged Demons can be rescued, the Demon King’s army will most likely return directly to the Demon King’s palace. So the Slime tribe leader picked out a dozen hardworking and smart tribesmen and pushed them in front of the Demon King: “My king, can you let them learn weaving skills?”
The chosen slimes stood in a row obediently. The brave ones directly promoted themselves: "My lord, we can do any job, including cooking, cleaning, and tanning animal hides."
The Slime Chief was about to agree, but suddenly he remembered the sumptuous meals in the Demon King's Palace, and suddenly felt guilty: "...I might not be very good at cooking."
The slime demon who had also been to the Demon King's Palace also said timidly: "We only know how to grill meat."
Warren laughed: "It doesn't matter. We will teach you how to do what you need to do in advance."
He signaled the slimes to turn into crystal mud, and put a dozen of them into the vine baskets together. The remaining vine baskets were filled with flaming grapes. The smoked meat was left for the slimes according to the exchange ratio agreed upon before.
These smoked meats were enough for the entire slime tribe to have several delicious meals. The slime demons were in high spirits. They watched their clan leader go away with the demon king's army, chattering about the generosity and kindness of the handsome demon king.
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Perhaps the notoriety of the Demon King's army had already spread far and wide among the strange vines, and the demon soldiers did not encounter too many obstacles on their way to the forbidden plains. Most of the vines retracted their branches and leaves to avoid the demon soldiers, and the Demon King's army moved at a very fast speed.
Before long, they arrived at the cave where the Winged Demons had previously hidden.
This cave is narrower than the slime's homeland. The entrance is only one meter square. A person like Warren can only crawl in by lying on his stomach. The entrance is also blocked from the inside by stones, obviously to prevent attacks from vines.
Taking into account the psychological endurance of the Winged Demons, and in order to prevent the Winged Demons, who had already been forced into a desperate situation by the vines, from being frightened a second time and making irreversible actions, Warren did not let the demon soldiers break into the cave directly, but sent the Slime Chief to negotiate.
The Slime Chief jumped to the ground and did not change back into human form. He rolled to the entrance of the cave in the form of mud and banged on the stones: "Puchi? Puchi Puchi!"
"Can the Winged Demons understand?" Warren asked in a low voice curiously.
Although he didn't know why he had to lower his voice, Demon Soldier Polly still cooperated and whispered, "I guess you can't understand, but the only ones who can make such a noise should be the slimes?"
The Winged Demons in the cave, upon hearing the familiar voice, chose to dig up the soil and looked out nervously.
When their eyes met, the Slime Chief stood up in shock and turned into a long mud strip: "Puchi!! Puchi Puchi?"
The Winged Demon Chieftain in front of him was completely different from the one the Slime Chieftain had seen a few days ago. His originally spherical face had become sunken and sallow, and his black wings, which had always been well-groomed, were now in disarray, with the tips of the wings drooping limply.
Even though he guessed that the Winged Demon would not have an easy time in the cave without food and water, the shock brought by facing such cruelty would not diminish in the slightest.
The Slime Chief followed the Winged Demon into the cave without hesitation. This time, he did not even consider whether the extremely hungry Winged Demon would eat him as food - of course, this was largely due to his trust in the Demon King - the Slime Chief knew that with the Demon King's unfathomable strength, he would not be in any danger if he followed his orders.
Feeling guilty about this, Warren decided to let Polly and Erke guard both sides of the cave entrance so that they could immediately rescue them if anything went wrong.
Not long after, the Slime Chief came out of the cave, rolled on the ground, and turned back into human form. When he walked in front of the Demon King, his voice was still a little trembling: "My King, there were 589 Winged Demons in the Winged Demon Tribe, and now there are only 73 left."
The Slime Chieftain did not have such excellent counting ability. This detailed data was obviously told to him by the Winged Demon Chieftain.
Having lived in the forbidden forest for thousands of years, the winged demons have long been accustomed to living in peace with the strange vines. When the confusing pheromones gradually became ineffective, they did not even notice anything was wrong until the strange vines suddenly rioted and devoured their nest. Only then did the remaining winged demons begin to flee in panic.
But although they could fly, their speed was much slower than the vines, and before they took refuge in the cave where the Slime Chief had shown them the way, most of their members had been lost.
There was no food or water in the cave, and the food reserves they brought out in a hurry would not last long. The Winged Demons knew that they could only rely on themselves to escape.
"The older or weaker winged demons chose to self-destruct, using the magic fluctuations generated by the self-destruction to open a path in the cave and escape from the forbidden plain underground," the slime chief described everything he saw with a pale face. "Now the winged demon clan is left with only cubs and young winged demons."
As for the oldest surviving Winged Demon chief, he has been using his magic power to feed his people, and now his energy is running out. If it weren't for the Slime Chief knocking on the door just now, he might have joined the ranks of self-destruction soon.
They used such a tragic way to open a passage for the cubs and protect the last hope of the tribe.
But what the Slime Chieftain, who was familiar with the terrain of the Forbidden Plains, did not say directly was that even if all the remaining Winged Demons self-destructed, the passage they dug would not even be half the distance to leave the Forbidden Plains.
Neither Warren nor the demon soldiers behind him could hide their heavy hearts when they heard such news.
Many demon soldiers from extinct races lowered their heads in silence, and their eyes couldn't help but turn red as they recalled their past.
The Winged Demon Clan leader led the remaining Winged Demons out of the cave.
——Hearing the news that the Demon King had come specially to save them, the Winged Demons would naturally grab this life-saving straw. The Winged Demon Chieftain did not hesitate at all and organized his people to leave in an orderly manner.
Even if the Winged Demons will become slaves of the Demon King forever like the Envoy Demons in the future, it is still much better than the entire tribe starving to death.
Moreover, the Winged Demon Chief knew very well that without the protection of the Forbidden Plains, even if they could successfully walk out of the cave, they would not be able to resist the powerful beasts or greedy demons in the Demon Realm, and the final outcome might just be another tragedy.
Therefore, when he saw the Demon King sitting on the Earth Horned Beast, he knelt down directly and said sincerely: "Thank you, kind king. The Winged Demons will remember your kindness and become your pious servants."
The demon soldier Polly jumped up in fear: "Wait, you're wrong! I'm not the king!"
The Winged Demon Chief blinked blankly. The long-term hunger and depleted magic power made him dizzy. For the survival of his race, he turned to the equally muscular Captain Erke next to the Demon Soldier Poli and said, "My King?"
The Slime Chieftain was so anxious that he almost wanted to pry open the Winged Demon Chieftain's head and shake it.
Such an elegant and handsome demon king! The glittering demon king crown! Can't you see this!
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