In the forest.
To catch the tail end of the banquet, Dragon Roaming Wanli, resurrected, sprinted all the way on the road. However, as he was about to reach Mist Town, he suddenly stopped in his tracks.
Hmm?
Footprints?
They weren't the footprints of ordinary humans; by their shape and size, they seed more like those of a human-like subspecies.
Dragon Roaming Wanli quickly crouched down and searched the ground. He soon made a new discovery.
Just a short distance away, a vast array of footprints densely marked the soil!
Given their sheer number, these footprints couldn't have been left by any wild animals—at least two or three hundred soldiers must have passed through!
That wasn't all—
From the traces of the overlapping footprints, this group of unidentified individuals appeared to have first arrived here, then doubled back the way they ca.
Dragon Roaming Wanli's eyes narrowed slightly.
"Soone has been here?"
Driven by curiosity, he didn't return to the site of the banquet but instead followed the trail of the footprints.
The surrounding area was engulfed in a thick, grey mist, reducing visibility to nearly nothing. Nothing could be seen.
Dragon Roaming Wanli followed the trail for quite a while without discovering anything.
Just as he started to wonder if he'd been made a fool of, a stone cavern that rose abruptly from the ground appeared before him.
The cavern stood like a grave mound slanted into the earth, easy to miss unintentionally.
In fact, if it weren't for the fact that he had discovered it from the front, Dragon Roaming Wanli thought he might have overlooked it as a small hillock.
That cluster of dense footprints disappeared right into the entrance of this stone cavern!
Dragon Roaming Wanli suddenly realized sothing, and a wave of elation surged through him.
"This is—"
The fifth level's entrance!
And it seed to be a hidden one at that!
Instead of rushing in hastily, Dragon Roaming Wanli carefully retraced his steps, following the sa footprints he had co by.
It was clear!
This was not an area one could solo!
He needed to bring his crew, and bring even more people with him!
...
Elsewhere, sitting amidst the banquet tables, Terrell's brow twitched slightly as he cast his gaze outside the town.
"The scent of Ogres... and not just a few, there must be five or six hundred of them."
Naturally, he couldn't see that far himself, but the withered staff by his side could.
Not only that.
Behind the group of Ogres, he saw a small lizard chasing their footprints, running from outside the town walls to the nearest entrance to the fifth level.
Without a doubt, that was one of the Demon King's subordinates.
It seed that everything was under control of this prestigious individual before him...
As he watched Terrell suddenly look up, his deanor filled with respect, Luo Yan glanced at the official website and spoke nonchalantly.
"Those guys from the fifth level?"
There was no news on the official website.
It seed either his gars hadn't seen anything or the ones who noticed the commotion were that group of veterans ID'd as Dragon Roaming xx.
"Yes." Terrell nodded and speculated, "Under normal circumstances, they wouldn't co here... My guess is, they probably heard the commotion here and thought to co pick up sothing easy."
As for why they left, the reason was simple: they likely realized this was a bone too tough to chew.
Terrell disliked those guys.
Those Ogres had enormous appetites, were extrely cunning, and unreliable.
During the "Summit eting," when he tried to unite the major forces of the first five levels of the Labyrinth to deal with the issue of power vacuum, those individuals played the role of disruptors.
Moreover, they also attacked the ssengers he sent to the lower levels of the Labyrinth.
Because of the presence of those Ogres, the Summit eting failed to reach any substantial agreents and only managed to co to a reluctant consensus on non-aggression.
However, Terrell had a rough guess as to why the Ogres wanted to be disruptors.
Those guys were actually working for the military lords of the deeper levels of the Labyrinth, and the latter did not want to see a unified upper level of the Labyrinth.
For those Demons, it is best to keep the first five levels in disorder, serving as a buffer zone for the deeper levels of the Labyrinth.
Seeing Terrell's expressionless face, Luo Yan guessed that the relationship between the Gray Wind Tribe and the Ogres wasn't good. He then inquired,
"Could you tell about their situation, including the fifth level of the Labyrinth and its current ruler?"
"Of course, Lord Demon King."
Terrell nodded slightly, and began to report in a flowing manner.
The fifth level was an area known as the "Blood Arena."
Its environnt was the opposite of the Mist Forest, being a sparsely vegetated wasteland. Besides the usual monsters seen in the northern wastelands and the Ten Thousand Ridges Mountain Range, it was primarily inhabited by Ogres and so Goblins who were dependent on them.
Goblins, like Ratn, could be found anywhere. Luo Yan wasn't surprised that Goblins existed on the fifth level of the Labyrinth.
The only thing that puzzled him was, why had the Ogres beco the chief order enforcers there?
Seemingly noticing the Demon King's confusion, Terrell continued.
"Reggie Dragon brought in those guys from the Dinsion Desert, claiming they had rich experience in combat against humans... But in fact, they have no rit besides their ability to consu."
Luo Yan: "Then they must be living quite frugally now."
"Not necessarily," Qianqian said, swirling the wine in her glass nonchalantly, "Rumor has it, they have a not-so-simple relationship with the military lords of the lower levels of the Labyrinth. Those guys are Reggie Dragon's forr subordinates... You could think of them as guard dogs raised by the military lords of the deeper levels of the Labyrinth."
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