Although Misty Captain praised the prisoner riot stirred up by Arch Lich Sujade before Sir Ulrich as "spectacular beyond compare," every demon aboard the ship, including every venomous snake in the gorgon figurehead's hair, knew it was merely a polite courtesy to some extent.
The demons would not expect a group of starving, skin-and-bones prisoners with dried-up Magic Power to overthrow the wizards' rule over Black Prison World or breach the wizards' strongest fortress there.
Nor did the wizards believe that the long-planned assault by the demons outside Black Prison would ultimately turn into nothing more than a disturbance caused by prisoners.
"Is that it? That's it?!"
Duke Milton stood behind the battlements of the tallest tower in Black Prison Outer Castle, studying the hundreds of newly erected pillars on the Hell Equation. He watched the Eye of Sauron atop those pillars fire scarlet beams onto the outer castle's magical barrier, his tone thick with confusion:
"With just that, they can't even scratch the outer castle's surface... What exactly is Misty trying to do?"
"Never underestimate your opponent." William Talbot gave the Vampire Duke a serious glance. It seemed like advice, yet also like a reminder. "A thousand-mile dike can collapse from an anthill. In this world, the most inconspicuous enemies are often the most dangerous."
Milton tilted his head and glanced at Mr. Werewolf.
"So," the Vampire's lips curled slightly, revealing a pair of small, mocking fangs as he retorted, "are you inconspicuous, or are you not dangerous?"
Mr. Werewolf was so angry he nearly fell backward. With a dark expression, he turned away, unwilling to look at that smug face after winning a verbal advantage.
Milton smiled at Su Shijun like a peacock spreading its tail, wanting to show off his latest victory before the witch.
But the