After so many years of development, this fleet, originally composed of escaped slaves and gnolls who had turned their backs on Yeenoghu, had gradually become a thorn in Yeenoghu's side. Having grown in size, these people had begun transforming from a refugee fleet into true pirates, plundering everywhere across the Abyss's seas.
Perhaps because of their deep-seated hatred for Yeenoghu, the pirates made Yeenoghu's domain their primary target. Every year, they slaughtered and pillaged throughout his territory. At the same time, this was also their largest source of recruits. Countless mortal slaves and gnolls who hated Yeenoghu joined them here every year.
Naturally, Yeenoghu would not turn a blind eye to such a threat. In fact, he had launched countless campaigns against this fleet. Though he could swiftly achieve overwhelming victories every time, with vast numbers of fleeing mortal slaves killed and the sailors slaughtered by the Gnoll Lord's minions, the final result was usually that Unos escaped with his warships at the last moment, leaving Yeenoghu to curse helplessly along the coastline.
After it happened enough times, Yeenoghu could no longer be bothered with them. In any case, they did not dare venture deep inland. As for what would happen to the surrounding gnoll settlements... Yeenoghu might have wanted to care, but could he possibly manage it all? He simply treated it as a test for his people. If they could not even defeat a group of mortal slaves, then they deserved to die...
After hearing Malcanthet's introduction, Solam gained a deeper understanding of this unimpressive-looking pirate captain. After all, being able to leave a renowned demon lord helpless was an extraordinary achievement in itself.
What was more, this fellow was only a half-fiend.
"Shouldn't these people hate demons? Why are you connected to him?" Solam asked Malcanthet directly,