Hanging onto coattails was a skilled trade.
Lord Soran had gathered a whole crowd of demon thugs around him in just a short while. Now, the street where the Magma Tavern was located had practically become the turf he covered, so naturally, he needed to maintain law and order here and ensure that chaotic battles elsewhere wouldn't spill over. The succubus Lady Boss of the tavern was clearly a woman of great capability. Having been the first to swear fealty to Soran as her master, she already looked the part of a grand majordomo, standing intimately by Soran's side and beginning to issue commands to gather the other demons.
Although it was merely one street of the Gurumba Arena, it was a very good start for Soran.
As long as he could secure his current territory, he could slowly erode everything in the Gurumba Arena and ultimately become the master of this arena. Moreover, his own strength still needed to be improved. Since these fiendish shopkeepers sought his protection, Soran had a righteous pretext to slaughter those demons who dared to charge in here, using their demonic bloodlines to enhance his own power.
The raging fire spread!
The Gurumba Arena had turned into a riot, and soon other demons rushed here. Because the street where the Magma Tavern was located had a blacksmith, some demons intended to come here to plunder weapons.
Order collapsed.
Chaos would inevitably cause all sorts of destruction, and some parts of the Gurumba Arena had already been reduced to ruins, with the wild laughter of demons faintly audible.
However, ambitious demons were all doing the exact same thing as Soran, each seizing patches of land to serve as their own turf.
Seeing that they could no longer control the situation, the goblin demons actually abandoned