Reincarnated in the Alternate World, I'm A Demonic Lord as Well as a Villager-Chapter 681 - 341: He Used Shield Skill: Fate!

[Experience +31415]

[Level: 11→30]

Amidst the cheers of the crowd, Jack began to glow as he leveled up, emitting a shockwave from his body that pushed his surrounding teammates back. The teammates watched in shock at this scene. Jack landed on the ground and clenched his hands, feeling an overwhelming power surging from deep within his body.

"Everyone, I feel much stronger now."

"Captain Jack!!!"

The adventurers, momentarily stunned, cheered once again.

Yeah!

The white-haired figure hiding behind the tree also happily clenched their fists.

Great, it really worked!

Now, Jack is only 15 levels away from reaching level 45. She plans to keep sending Jack more experience packages, allowing him to reach level 45 as quickly as possible so she can be ready to take him down!

The adventurer group returned to the village in high spirits, and the white-haired figure also left happily.

In this battle, everyone got what they wanted.

The adventurers found a strong and reliable Outerworld Hero squad leader; Jack gained a huge amount of experience, shooting up to level 30; and the white-haired figure confirmed a useful method, bringing her a step closer to her goal of obtaining Shami’s body.

There was only one person, standing at the back of the adventurer group, with pink hair, holding their face with a grave expression, almost despairingly wanting to scream.

Master Shami! Lina was chased away! The Demon Race is in chaos!!!

Demon King Castle.

"Is everything you said true?"

Shami looked at the pink-haired person with a pale face.

"Absolutely."

"Did you really see Lina being defeated by Jack?"

"Yes." The pink-haired person nodded repeatedly, "If Master Shami doesn’t believe it, you can ask Miss Lina in person."

At this moment, the white-haired figure, humming a little tune and dancing a little step, walked into the living room, only to freeze when seeing Shami and the pink-haired person looking at her with stern expressions.

"Wh-What’s going on?"

"Lina, did you go looking for Jack today?"

"Eh? Umm... because he came to my Underground City, I planned to teach him a small lesson..."

"And then, you couldn’t beat him?"

Shami cautiously probed, staring straight at the white-haired figure.

The white-haired figure nervously pressed her legs together.

If she spilled the truth now, it would be equivalent to wasting all previous efforts.

"Sorry... Shami... I made a mistake..."

The white-haired figure put away her joyful expression, trying to recall the most sorrowful moment of her life, looking pathetically at Shami, "Give me another chance, I won’t fail this time."

Shami stood in place, dazed, for quite a while before slowly raising his hand.

"It’s okay... just a small matter... you two leave first..."

"Okay."

The pink-haired person gave Shami a worried look and left the living room with the white-haired figure.

Shami remained standing there, seemingly unaffected, but upon closer inspection, his whole body was trembling, his face had turned pale with no color left.

How, how can this be no big deal! The white-haired figure is the strongest combat power of the Demon Race, if even she can’t beat Jack, the Demon King won’t last much longer!

At this moment, the Demon King felt no ease, sensing the clouds of death overhead, hastily channeling magic power into the Demon King Ring to contact the only person who might still save him.

At night.

A teleportation gate appeared in the Demon King’s study in the Demon King Castle, accompanied by a crisp and clear voice full of curiosity.

"Honestly, unlike some who only need to stay in the Demon King Castle, I’m really busy right now."

A black-haired girl dressed in a mage’s robe stepped slowly through the teleportation gate, arms crossed.

Upon entering the study, the magical girl saw the Demon King kneeling before her.

"Saili, please save me."

The magical girl calmly looked at Shami.

"Whose training is this? Lureya’s? Or Elze’s?"

"No. The Demon Race is on the brink of life and death."

Shami stood up, eagerly pulling a chair over to let the magical girl sit down and began massaging the shoulders of the magical girl.

Now, even the white-haired figure has lost to Jack, not to mention the Holy Light Healer Lureya who has no healing power, and the dragon girl Elze who only changes colors—what use can these two possibly serve.

Within the Demon Race, only the magical girl with Shield Magic had the ability to save the Demon King.

"I see... Lately, Fata has also taken notice of this Jack... It’s true, Jack is indeed an Outerworld Hero..."

After listening to Shami, the magical girl understood why Shami had summoned her, glimpsing at Shami from the corner of her eye.

"Are you intending for me to take on Jack?"

Shami nodded like a pecking chick.

"Don’t joke around. He’s an Outerworld Hero, I’m a Fata mage, originally we were supposed to be comrades against you. The Great Mages already have plans for me to team up with Jack."

The magical girl sighed, crossing her slender left leg in black stockings over the right, resting her knee. Her black little leather boot tapped lightly in the air, and upon seeing Shami’s gloomy expression, she lightly curled her lips.

"However... I have rejected that offer. I will personally lead a team of top Fata mages to crusade against you, Shami..."

"Isn’t that even worse? If that many mages simultaneously release the Great Fireball Technique, it’d be like a meteor shower appearing in the skies of the Demon Realm!"

Listening to the magical girl’s words made Shami feel even worse.

"But I’m the leader, and the magical girl’s magic offense is under the command of the leading Saintess."

The magical girl’s eyes moved playfully, her gaze shifting from Shami’s face to her own black leather boots.