Chapter 913: The Wrong Way to Open
Creak~
The door was pushed open, and a burly, grey-skinned humanoid entered the room. The humanoid was about three meters tall, bald, with thick lips. It wore tattered burlap clothes, and its thick fingers and rough, sandpaper-like skin were notable.
"Gahroo, gahroo," the humanoid muttered in an incomprehensible language, its steps heavy. Long-term barefoot walking had left thick calluses on its soles.
"Gahroo, clean up," ordered the wolf butler, nodding towards the humanoid named Gahroo, who then approached and carried away the body of the gloomy man. Blood soaked into Gahroo's burlap clothes, but the creature seemed indifferent.
From Su Xiao's perspective, as Gahroo bent down, he noticed two flat stubs on Gahroo's head, indicating that the creature once had horns that had been sawed off. Based on known information, this humanoid named Gahroo was likely the demon slave, the original master of the demon castle.
Gahroo carried the gloomy man's body out of the room, leaving a trail of blood behind. Throughout this process, aside from constantly muttering "Gahroo, Gahroo," Gahroo's expression remained unchanged, his eyes a dull grey.
The first game round ended, and the smell of blood lingered in the room. The gloomy man wasn't weak, but his luck was terrible. He neither got an empty chamber nor had extremely high-level defensive skills.
The detective girl wiped the filth off her face, frowning at the strong smell of blood. Despite her unpleasant expression, she didn't gag, as she was a third-tier contractor, and such sights were part of the job.
Not just the detective girl, all the participants, including the National Football Team brothers, were third-tier contractors. The trio had advanced quickly and had encounters that matched their rank.