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A surge of demonic energy spread from the spatial rift, followed by Svir and Migo carrying Kletina. As soon as they entered the arena, Svir couldn't help but speak anxiously:
"Finally found you! Lady Mia, and Mi... wait?!"
Swell was stunned.
Looking at the incredibly intense aura of dark magic in the arena, and the radiant hero standing in stark contrast to it, with the holy sword in his hand.
The inscriptions on the jet-black sword blade flipped inch by inch, transforming into a magnificent, pure white greatsword. The power of "balance" operated violently, attaching the purest and sharpest sword energy of light to the blade!
The Holy Sword Apophis appeared in the hands of the Hero of Light.
Swell's pages were shattered with shock:
"Apophis? You've betrayed us too?!"
"No, no! Let me explain!!!" Apophis trembled violently in astonishment, but it couldn't shake off Mino's grasp. It suddenly looked at Mino, its voice filled with unprecedented shock:
"This...this feeling...is it you?! How is this possible?!"
As the sword was filled with shock, an incredibly intense and terrifying power of light began to continuously converge upon it.
"This...this holy power is terrifying?! What's going on?!"
Apophis was utterly shocked. This almost inexhaustible power of light was exactly the same as the trembling aura it had sensed from the "Demon King of Time"!
This is a power that no hero of all time could ever hope to achieve! It far surpasses even the theoretical limits of what heroes can cultivate!
The aura of light soared upwards.
Above the dark demon realm, countless points of light imbued with sacred aura swirled in the air.
"This sword is quite easy to use—"
Holding the Demon King in one hand and gripping the Holy Sword in the other, Mino's aura seemed to connect with heaven and earth at this moment, stirring up a bright daytime storm!
A sharp, sword-like aura surged deep within his golden eyes. Gazing into the depths of the dark matrix, his eyes, which had been trembling with fear, gradually widened into a smile that grew increasingly radiant.
Have you ever been struck by a sword strike that travels at the speed of light?
The holy greatsword, radiant with light, was raised high.
"No, impossible..." His dark eyes trembled violently: "Humans and demons cooperating—you're cheating!!!"
Swish-!
The next moment, everything suddenly brightened.
The sound was swallowed up by the aura of light, and the darkness of the falling light also teetered on the brink of collapse in the world where only light could shine.
Boundless sword energy of light enveloped the entire world.
The dark and violent demonic energy was painted with the purest, most intense white light. The oppressive dark clouds in the sky were washed clean by the brilliant sunlight. The withered trees and corpses around the magic circle, which were filled with the aura of death, were annihilated. In the process of crushing bones and scattering ashes, even the last trace of dark power was erased...
Within the field of vision, the entire world is reduced to the purest white light.
Then, that white light, carrying the entire world, slashed down towards him.
Within the sword light that purified everything, a cold male voice, imbued with the will of light, rang out:
"Ex——"
"Curry stick!!!"
Light, reappears in the world—
……
Deep within the Demon Realm.
Demon City.
As the spatial rifts that had carried away several demons with Mino gradually healed, only one demon maid remained to guard the castle.
At this moment, in the hall, Phim, who was sitting blankly on the ninth demon's seat, seemed to sense something. A blue ahoge (antenna-like hair) on his head stood up, and he looked in a certain direction. His empty, gray-green eyes showed a slight fluctuation:
"Min, no...?"
The large bow on his back swayed slightly, his ahoge (cowlick) quickly drooped down, and the ripples in his eyes disappeared. Fim just tilted his head in confusion.
The demon realm is vast and boundless. No matter how keen the senses of the zombie demons are, they cannot perceive things that are far away on the edge of the demon realm. That perception is fleeting, and even Fim can only regard it as an illusion.
Shaking his head, Fim lightly jumped off his seat, walked to the wall, picked up a broom, and prepared to do some cleaning.
Suddenly, the figure gripping the broom stopped moving, and the devilish maid, as exquisitely sculpted as a statue, twitched her nose almost imperceptibly.
This time, the zombie demon's senses detected something...
The Demon King's Castle, at its gate.
The red-haired girl left a footprint in the muddy ground.
“Finally, we’re here.”
Gazing at the gloomy, dark castle before her, a deep smile crept onto the girl's lips:
"I thought the light that just burst out here was some kind of attack... but it turns out nothing happened at all!"
"Darkfrey, this must be the demons intimidating us because they fear our arrival!"
Gripping the jet-black holy sword at her waist, Shana, the Hero of Sin, commented thus:
"Demon King, you're trying to avoid our attacks!"
"My lord, don't play any demonic jokes!" Darkfrey's blade trembled with fear as he surveyed the dark jungle around him, his voice low and timid.
"This is the Demon King's castle! The residence of the nine great demons and the Demon King!!!"
"If you keep bragging, even if your brother, the strongest hero in human history, regains his power, he still can't protect you!"
"Oh?" Upon hearing this, Shana narrowed her eyes.
"You mean my brother's power... is no less than mine?"
"...Tell me something that neither humans nor demons know, my lord?"
Darkfried found that, in its utterly speechless state, it was actually less afraid. Looking up at the Demon King's castle before it, it asked:
"What should we do next, my lord? For some reason, those demons haven't shown up yet?"
Darkfrey was in a state of great inner turmoil, hoping that the demons would make a move, yet also not wanting to actually encounter any demons.
To be honest, it's already a miracle that my master has come this far, given the heaven-defying blessing or curse of "One-Sword Style": while One-Sword Style grants my master a threefold power boost, it also exacerbates his "premature ejaculation" condition to an extremely sensitive level.
Once in combat mode, his power would uncontrollably coalesce into a single blade, slashing down at the enemy.
This means that if those demons had ambushed even a single goblin in the Death Forest on their way here, their master would now be a mere vegetable warrior with no holy power or magic left.
Therefore, the current situation has become extremely awkward.
The Demon King's castle was right in front of them, but no demons appeared, so Shana was unable to enter the castle, and rescuing the hero and defeating the Demon King became empty talk.
So she used that precious strike to break through the Demon King's castle's defenses, but after that... Shana, exhausted of her power, could do nothing unless she activated her last backup hidden energy source.
“Don’t worry, Darkfried, I have a way to get those cowardly demons out of the Demon King’s castle.”
Fortunately, at this moment, Shana lowered her head and gave herself a reassuring look.
"That's good. You always have a way, my lord."
Darkfrey breathed a sigh of relief, then asked curiously, "By the way, what method is it?"
"Just watch." Shana patted Darkfrey in its sheath, took a deep breath, and confidently took a few steps forward, standing firmly in the center of the Demon King's castle gate.
Immediately afterwards, she cupped her hands together in a trumpet shape and brought them to her mouth.
The next moment, a deep and powerful female voice rang out in the surrounding air:
"Come out, all of you! Look me in the eye! You demon!!!"
"Come out, all of you! Look me in the eye! You demon!!!"
"Come out, all of you! Look me in the eye! You demon!!!"
The voice was loud and clear, full of energy, and spread continuously from the Demon King's Castle.
Darkfrey was shocked:
"So your method is just knocking on the door?!"
"It would be a miracle if this even summoned a demon!!!"
Besides power, sound can also penetrate the Demon King's castle barrier.
The familiar voice traveled through the brick walls of the Demon King's castle, reaching the depths of the hall and into the ears of the zombie maid with keen senses.
The blue ahoge (antenna-like hair) stood up again like a pointer.
Fim raised his head, his eyes glazed over:
"Natalie's...voice?"
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"My lord, please stop shouting..."
"Maybe those demons aren't home today..."
"Let's go back first, okay..."
A deathly darkness spread around the castle, and the air, thick with stagnant water, felt exceptionally cold and eerie.
Standing before the Demon King's castle, looking at the eerie and terrifying surroundings, Darkfrey, huddled in his sword sheath, spoke with a trembling voice, trying to dissuade him.
"Don't joke around, Darkfrey! This is the demon's stronghold, the place where the Demon King and my brother reside!"
"My elder brother is one thing, but that legendary Demon King of Time has never left the center of the Demon Realm in the past thousand years! So those great demons will not leave so easily!"
Shana's gaze remained unwavering as she slowly drew her holy sword.
Having come this far, she absolutely has no intention of giving up easily!
"But, even if there really are demons inside, we can't get in without someone opening the door."
"Darkfrey said in a trembling voice."
This eerie and massive castle is not a real, drafty castle. It is surrounded by layers of incredibly tight and terrifying barriers. Anyone who dares to trespass will be met with the most intense attacks.