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Why must the devil be Defeated?-Chapter 1086 - 950: Do You Understand Your Situation Now?
"Roar!"
With the dragon’s roar, a gigantic cloud of dust was kicked up from the ground, with fierce winds swirling within, creating an extraordinarily spectacular scene.
The massive red dragon not only shattered the ground but also demolished a villa in the Beizut Family, causing the building to crumble under the dragon’s impact, scattering countless fragments.
The red dragon rolled uncontrollably, looking utterly disgraced.
This seemed to enrage it. Disregarding its fallen state, it raised its head from the half-collapsed building, facing Shane in the sky, with searing flames surging in its mouth.
The dragon breath was spat out, like an erupting volcano, soaring straight into the sky.
The sky was dyed red by the flames, appearing extraordinarily vivid.
Shane was engulfed by the scorching dragon breath but quickly reappeared from it.
Chains rapidly spiraled around him, forming a barrier-like shield that separated the engulfing dragon breath.
Then...
"—With boundless magic power, summon the aurora beyond the heavens—"
"—Tears of Heaven, Star Rain, the bright sky above, now shining upon the earth—"
"—Hear the call—"
"—Accommodate the command—"
"—With the radiant sword of light, render judgment upon the world—"
"—Descend, stars—"
Surrounded by searing dragon breath and black chains, Shane unleashed a sky full of starlight.
"[Auroras Meteoric]!"
The meteor shower reappeared in this world.
Meteors with long, trailing light tails continually fell from Shane’s surroundings, crashing towards the red dragon on the ground.
"Boom boom boom boom boom—!"
Accompanied by a series of explosive roars, the meteors successively struck the dragon, exploding upon its body.
"Roar—!"
The dragon’s breath halted, while a more shrill wail resounded.
Under the ravaging of countless meteors, even the strongest dragon species below the Transcend Level became insignificant at this moment.
For a while, scales flew, and blood splattered, as the red dragon was battered and bruised under the bombardment of numerous meteors.
No matter how much it wanted to flap its dragon wings and seize the opportunity to dodge, the chains wrapped tightly around it held firm, forcing it to endure the direct hits of countless meteors and emit waves of painful wails.
Finally, the evil god, which deceived itself and others, stealing others’ power and appearance, realized that its current strength was no match for the Hero.
The red dragon exhaled malevolent black smoke that engulfed it.
Soon, the red dragon within the black smoke changed.
It transformed into a goddess clad in a vestment robe, with a face of stunning beauty and an unbeatable transcendent aura emanating from her.
"Stillness."
The goddess commanded the myriad falling meteors in the sky.
"————"
Instantly, all the falling meteors obediently halted as commanded, suspended in the air.
"Disappear."
The goddess cried out once more.
The meteors in the sky immediately vanished as if they had never existed, directly disintegrating into nothingness.
Shane, observing this scene, raised an eyebrow.
"This time she has become Lidas?"
Yes.
The goddess Pan Demnim transformed into was indeed the Fate Goddess Lidas.
All of her earlier commands were manipulations of fate itself, resulting in phenomena akin to "speak and follow".
"Cough cough...!"
After erasing all the meteors, or rather, neutralizing Shane’s magic, Pan Demnim, now as Lidas, lay in the rubble, coughing up blood.
Clearly, all the injuries she sustained remained on her body.
"How could this be...!?"
Pan Demnim was in a state of speechless shock.
She should have already used her authority to restore herself, after all.
Being able to deceive even death itself, making her injuries vanish should have been effortless.
However, her authority had lost its effect at this moment.
The reason was simple.
"You wouldn’t be unaware that my blessings are bestowed by the Supreme God, right?"
Hovering in the air, Shane looked down at the shocked Pan Demnim in the rubble, speaking with mockery.
"The authority of all the Divine Race is nullified in the face of my blessings. The injuries I inflicted on you can’t be healed by authority. Using magic to heal would be more effective than using authority."
Upon hearing this, the shock on Pan Demnim’s face not only failed to dissipate but grew even more intense.
There was no way around it.
If this was the case, then didn’t that mean...
"Finally realized it?" Shane taunted, "You seemed to believe that since you could deceive even death itself, no one could kill you, right?"
"But that arrogance is ineffective against me, or rather, against my blessing."
"I am indeed the one who can truly kill you."
"Do you understand your situation now?"
With a flourish of his hand, Shane tightened the chains around him, transforming them into a countless barrage descending like rain from the sky.
The sight, as if endless spears were crashing down, filled Pan Demnim with bone-chilling cold.
It was not until this moment that she began to panic.
All along, she relied on her more exaggerated undying trait than even the seventy-second generation Hero Philip, causing chaos in the world.
Even the Demons that were once hostile against her never truly killed her, opting instead to ignore her. This result made the Evil God’s behavior increasingly reckless.
If not for the fact that there are still a few people in this world who could kill her, she might have long betrayed the Divine Race, spreading terror and despair on earth, turning the world into Purgatory.
Even though she isn’t stronger than the Three Great Goddesses or the Six Great Demons, her innate Authority of Deception grants her the ability to make almost anyone helpless against her, allowing her to act wantonly.
"I can even deceive death itself. Except for the Demon King and the Supreme God, no one can kill me."
It was during the battle between the Divine, Humans, and Demon Clan that Pan Demnim once made this declaration in front of the Three clans.
This Deceiving Goddess, who could even deceive death itself, was completely unafraid of death and could reappear time and again despite being killed over and over.
Her Undying nature completely surpassed that of Hero Philip.
Even Hero Philip, when not transcended and not at his limit, managed to survive the assassination by multiple Demons. This Evil God, whose Undying nature is considered the world’s greatest, naturally acts even more recklessly.
There are very few powers that can threaten someone like her.
The Holy Sword of the Hero is one of the few powers she fears.
Although Pan Demnim is not part of the Demon Clan, the Holy Sword restrains not only the Demon Clan but also all Evil Nature forces and existences.
Unfortunately, the Evil God is included here.
That’s why Shane was once able to heavily damage the out-of-control Lilith with the Holy Power of the Holy Sword, directly making her return a possibility, despite not being high-level.
Pan Demnim, too, is restrained by the Holy Sword.
If she were struck by the Holy Sword, using her Authority of Deception to cheat death would be very difficult.
For this reason, Pan Demnim always chose times when Shane was not at the mansion to sneak in and meet with Lasha and Lilith.
It was also because of this that Pan Demnim became so irritated and emotionally unstable when Shane appeared, as she feared Shane’s Holy Sword.
Who would have thought, Shane’s Holy Sword wasn’t with him.
Though it was unclear what had happened, the fact that the Holy Sword was not with Shane relieved Pan Demnim a bit.
However, now, Shane told her that even without the Holy Sword, he could definitely take her life.
This inevitably panicked Pan Demnim.
In that moment, Pan Demnim gritted her teeth and shouted loudly.
"!"
The Authority to manipulate fate immediately took effect, causing the chains that pierced down like a torrential rain to halt mid-air.
But just when Pan Demnim thought she had escaped disaster, Shane’s figure suddenly appeared before her.
"[Grant·Blast]."
Shane gently placed a hand on Pan Demnim’s chest and softly chanted the magic spell.
"Boom!"
The Magic Power exploded on Pan Demnim’s chest.
"Aaaah...!"
Pan Demnim screamed miserably, her whole body blasted away, rolling on the ground like a gourd, leaving a long trail of blood.
"Damn it aaaaah!"
The severe pain caused Pan Demnim to lose reason and cried out frantically.
"If that’s the case...! I’ll send everyone here to hell!"
Screaming like that, Pan Demnim transformed into a white-skinned girl with purple hair.
Remarkably, she became Camina.
"Explode!"
Transformed into a Poison Demon, the Evil God roared, emitting a thick mist from her body.
No, it wasn’t mist, but poison.
The deadly poison released by the Evil God transformed into a Poison Demon spread in all directions in an instant.
"Ssss...!"
Wherever the poison mist passed, earth, buildings, air, or debris corroded with a creepy sound, melting at an alarming speed.
Grass, flowers, and trees also decayed rapidly at a visibly noticeable speed upon contact with the poison mist.
Buildings turned to mush at the touch of the poison mist, like butter.
Knights, maids, and servants turned pale at the sight.
Shane’s face turned grim, his whole body shuddered, erupting with majestic Magic Power.
"Whoosh...!"
Countless chains rose skyward, forming layers upon layers of binding around.
Shane manipulated the Demon Roar Chain, surrounding the spreading poison mist and emitting a faint light, forming a barrier.
"Seal!"
As Shane’s palm clenched, the chain barrier began to contract inward.
The poison mist, trapped within the chain-formed barrier, couldn’t leak out and was gradually compressed back with its contraction.
"What...!?"
Pan Demnim was shocked.
But when she tried to react, it was too late.
"Boom!"
A radiant flame began to burn on Shane.
With the flame’s support, the Demon Roar Chain’s power surged, binding the poison mist and the Evil God Pan Demnim, forming an iron ball.
Pan Demnim didn’t even have time for a final scream and was imprisoned by the chain-formed iron ball.
Shane looked coldly at the iron ball spinning in front of him, and at the buildings of the Beizut Family nearly half melted around, extending his hand without hesitation, and squeezed.
"Crunch!"
The iron ball suddenly contracted, crushing everything inside with a grinding sound.
Then everything returned to calm.
The breath of the Evil God Pan Demnim flickered like a candle in the wind and gradually extinguished.
From the cracks in the chain-formed iron ball, threads of blood flowed down, staining the ground red.







