The [Ancient Grade] is above the [Legendary Grade], and each of these items can cause a bloodbath on the continent.

The Demon King's Castle made a promise: kill or capture the other party alive, and you will be rewarded with a set!

Area 175 in the Ten Thousand Mountains has become extremely popular.

The top Moon-rank experts from both continents flocked to this place.

This unremarkable corner of the Ten Thousand Mountains has unexpectedly become a place where great events converge.

At the same moment.

In the Demon Realm continent, within a city shrouded in thunderclouds.

This place has a name that resonates with countless demons.

Demon King's Castle!

The strongest among the demons, the hero who led his people in a fight against the adventurers, slumbers here.

A perpetual thundercloud hung over the city, with twisted bolts of lightning slashing down upon the earth, and the air thick with the pungent smell of sulfur. Magical elements swirled like volatile volcanoes floating in the sky, threatening to tear apart the magical circuits within any adventurer's body if they weren't careful.

Those below the Light Rank don't even qualify to enter the outer perimeter of the Demon King's Castle.

Four castles of different designs guard the magnificent Demon King's City in the center. Looking at the city layout, it is surprisingly similar to the capital of the Secret Realm Continent.

The latter are the four dukes, while the former is the residence of the "Four Heavenly Kings," the four strongest demons below the Demon King.

One of the castles is predominantly gold, decorated with stained glass, and resembles a church in appearance.

Inside the main hall, a woman wearing a white mask and a black robe knelt tremblingly on the ground.

"Your Majesty, the footage in this recording stone must be a mistake?"

He... he should be dead, right?

"If he's still alive, what are we here for?"

The woman's eyes were filled with panic and unease.

Her slender fingers gripped the ground so tightly that her nails separated from her flesh, and a burning pain gnawed at her brain.

Only in this way could she temporarily forget the scene from the 20th floor of the Great Mythic+ dungeon.

"Bai Mian, you have done very well. I will recommend you to His Majesty to become the next Twelve Beloved."

On a throne made of bones, a woman dressed in a thin black veil, revealing large expanses of snow-white skin, smiled and spoke.

The woman's voice was like a gentle spring breeze, soothing countless hearts.

The boulder that had been weighing on Bai Mian's heart was shattered, and he felt a sense of relief.

"You may leave."

"yes."

As if forgetting all his troubles, he walked out of the palace with a blank expression.

The woman on the bone throne lazily rested her chin on her hand, crossed her long legs, and placed the magic tablet on it.

The blurry image from the magic tablet was reflected in a pair of heterochromatic black and gold eyes.

It can be roughly seen that he is a man wearing a black trench coat and carrying a strange magic sword.