Why must the devil be Defeated?-Chapter 1010 - 891: Demon King’s Body! Return!

At the same time, in another remote place outside the royal capital, a demon girl silently appeared here.

She walked as if aimlessly here, yet also as if with a clear destination, striding forward with an air of casualness and nonchalance.

"Roar..."

"Howl..."

Vaguely, monster-like roars occasionally appeared around the demon girl.

The demon girl knew those weren’t the cries of wild demons.

In the current Human Realm, even wild demons have encountered terrifyingly strong foes.

They are everywhere, attacking every city in the Human Realm and even the Demon Realm by the orders of their creators.

Therefore, they are now roaming every corner of the Human Realm, indiscriminately attacking both humans and demons, obliterating all enemies that appear before them.

They might even turn on each other.

After all, their original purpose was to kill each other and devour one another.

Even though the Demon Refining Ceremony hasn’t been held, this instinct of devouring each other still lingers somewhat within them.

Thus, now in the Human Realm, every corner could become the site of a battle, possibly between monsters and humans, or between monsters and demons, turning any place into a battlefield.

The place where the demon girl was standing was relatively remote, and traces of the Demon Refining Ceremony and demon infants hadn’t appeared yet.

However, their presence wasn’t far from this area either.

As the demon girl pondered these things, she did not stop walking.

She didn’t know where she was going.

She only knew that as long as she kept walking, she would eventually be guided to that power.

That was inherently her power, or rather the power of her "prototype."

Under the guidance of a fate-like force, reaching its location was only a matter of time.

Indeed, that was the case.

After walking an indeterminate amount of roads and aimlessly treading countless steps, she finally stopped.

Simply because, not far ahead of her, lay a figure.

It was a demon woman.

Her apparent age looked older than the demon girl.

There were no obvious wounds on her body.

Yet she lay there as if barely alive, like a dead corpse unable to move.

If not for the layer of gentle moonlight-like power covering her, most would think she was a dead body, wouldn’t they?

Monstrous creatures soaring in the air like vultures detected the presence of this "corpse," swooping down multiple times intending to feast. However, upon touching that gentle, moonlight-like power, it was as if they were invaded by an extraordinarily frightening low temperature. Without even the qualifications to be frozen into ice, their entire structures were destroyed on the spot, shattering completely.

Such power instilled terror in those who witnessed it.

Only the demon girl, looking at that power, felt not fear but a sense of familiarity.

Though she also wasn’t particularly fond of that power.

Thus, the demon girl quietly observed for a while, then lifted her steps and approached the other.

"Truly pitiful," the demon girl said, "It’s one thing for your master to use you as a tool, but to also suffer an attack from the Holy Sword during your transformation into the Demon King Barrier, if you hadn’t escaped in time when the Princess’s Holy Sword struck the barrier, you probably would have become a real corpse by now."

Saying this, the demon girl softly chanted a magic spell, letting a light softer than moonlight gently spill over the woman.

Thanks to this, the woman seemed to recover a bit, her fingers quivering slightly, her head moving a little, and turning her face to laboriously open her eyes.

"Are you awake?"

The demon girl smiled faintly.

"...You... are...?"

The woman paused for a long time, then spoke with an extremely hoarse and awkward voice.

Her voice held no vigilance, as if her brain had not yet started functioning properly.

Her pupils were also unfocused, as if her vision had not recovered, unable to concentrate.

In her current state, she naturally couldn’t see the demon girl’s appearance, the face enough to move any demon.

The demon girl slowly responded.

"I am Laischa, does that make sense to you now?"

Laischa casually revealed her identity.

"Lai... Sha...?"

The woman’s mind seemed to have short-circuited, unable to process what this name represented for a long time.

"Well, it seems your situation is even more severe than I imagined." Laischa observed the woman, speaking to herself, "Well, it’s no wonder. Although that power has already merged into your unique skill as an Ice Woman, mutating into what appears as gentle moonlight, in reality, it skips the ’freezing’ process, becoming an invisible ultra-low temperature capable of destroying everything. But that power is ultimately not something an ordinary demon can use freely."

The woman had gone through extremely harsh trials to finally obtain this power, surviving without being tormented to death by it.

In other words, the power is so terrifying that even she cannot fully control it, only barely manage to use it.

Furthermore, this time she recklessly turned this power into the [Demon King Barrier] to use, imprisoning so many powerful warriors herself, facing resistance from such warriors and the attack by Luoqi’s Holy Sword. In such circumstances, managing to preserve her life is already a rare occurrence.

Unfortunately, she still doesn’t have much time left to live.

With her body in such a terrible condition, and the terrifying power inside her, which she can barely use, going berserk and destroying her is just a matter of time.

The evidence is that she had clearly been on the brink of death, yet the ultra-low temperature, similar to moonlight, still appeared from her body on its own.

This seems like it’s protecting its owner when in reality, it’s merely a sign of it being out of control.

It’s safe to say that even if Helimis personally came, seeing such a woman, they would cast their conclusion without expression.

"She’s beyond saving, abandon her."

That person would surely make such a decisive judgment, then directly drive the knife in, disregarding the woman’s life and death, forcibly extracting that power from within her, taking it away, leaving the woman to die in the wilderness.

The situation, unless a Hero arrives and uses the Holy Sword to directly purify the restraining power within her, there would be a way to save her.

Anyone else, even Moon Demon Sela or Lilith, the Goddess of Destiny, would be equally helpless in the face of this power that even the Supreme God fears.

Fortunately...

"Aside from the Hero, I’m the only one in this world who can save you."

Laischa looked down at the woman, speaking calmly.

"In the past, the Old Demon Clan Faction [Primordial Demon] intended to resurrect the Demon King by collecting magic power scattered throughout the world when the Demon King perished and used Life Creation Magic to grant it a physical body, thereby creating a magic lifeform carrying the Demon King’s power."

"Unfortunately, the Demon King couldn’t be resurrected. Even collecting the scattered magic power was of no avail."

"Perhaps they were trying to use the guise of resurrecting the Demon King to seize the strongest power in the form of the Demon King."

"After all, even with the power of the Demon King, as long as it’s a magic lifeform, it must obey the creator’s commands."

This was the original intention for Laischa’s creation and the reason they were able to be born.

Laischa had previously spoken to Shane about this and told him that this plan ultimately ended in failure.

The Demon King’s power is the world’s strongest power, even beyond the intervention of the Supreme God.

Magic itself is a concept created by the Demon King, meaning magic is a subordinate existence to the Demon King’s power.

Attempting to control the strongest upper-level power with such a subordinate power, how could it be possible to succeed?

Thus, the Old Demon Clan Faction [Primordial Demon]’s Life Creation Magic, in the end, merely created a magic lifeform that could skillfully wield various kinds of magic.

That is Laischa.

But in fact, there is something Laischa did not tell Shane.

"Although I did not become the Demon King, and the Demon King was not successfully resurrected, as a magic lifeform created based on the Demon King and using the Demon King’s magic power as a medium, I inherently can manipulate the Demon King’s power."

"The Old Demon Clan Faction [Primordial Demon] considered me a failed product, extracted the Demon King’s magic from my being, turning me into an existence that can only use magic."

"After that, I was abandoned, frozen until discovered by the [Slaughterer Faction] and used as a weapon."

"As for the power of the Demon King taken from me, it was used by them for new experiments."

With the power of the Demon King in hand, how could the Old Demon Clan Faction [Primordial Demon] not put it to use?

Especially Helimis, who clearly understood that this power might be an ace to deal with demons.

The result is that today, this power has indeed fulfilled its duty, imprisoning demons and even goddesses in the Glory Hall, preventing them from escaping for the moment.

Helimis seized this opportunity to launch an offensive against the Human Realm and the Demon Realm, carrying out a one-sided terror attack.

"I don’t know how many lives they sacrificed before successfully integrating this magic power, feared by even the Supreme God, that could destroy the world into a single entity, allowing her to barely use this power."

"I also don’t know how much pain and torment this destructive power, even conceptually superior to the world itself, brought to her as it resided within an experimental body."

"Honestly, I don’t really want to reclaim this power."

"But to prevent the [Primordial Demon]’s wanton actions in the future and to ensure that existences like you and me don’t appear again, let me reclaim this power."

Laischa extended their hand towards the extremely destructive moonlight.

"Congratulations, you survived."

"From now on, do whatever you want to do."

"Don’t let yourself be used again."