This sudden turn of events stunned everyone. Most of the people from the temple had never left St. Fey City, and some of them had expressions of shock in their eyes.

It's probably because it's rare to see an enemy that would eat its own teammates, which is hard to accept.

As the screams and sounds of fleeing grew fewer, the ferocious and terrifying chewing sounds slowly faded away. Finally, the black mist dissipated, revealing a demon that shocked everyone.

Calling it a demon isn't quite accurate; it's more like a monster.

It was enveloped in eerie red flames, dripping disgusting saliva from the corners of its mouth. Countless eyeballs swirled on its face, and its enormous size resembled a small mountain. Its body was covered with the corpses from the building it had just been in.

In that instant, the corpses seemed to come alive, their eyes wide open, filled with resentment—corpses from goblins, elves, mermaids, and other races.

Maggie had a vague sense of foreboding.

Now it has finally come true.

All the demon followers became nourishment for the monster, cultivating him into a terrifying mountain of corpses that reeked of stench.

The decay and pus caused even the worldly-wise Harlan to frown.

For someone with his obsessive-compulsive disorder about cleanliness, this thing was practically his natural nemesis.

At the same time, Perkin, who had been sent out by Maggie, returned to her side, his tone serious.

"Not the Duke, but another one."

He was sent by Maggie to track down Kunle. In order to complete the mission, he did not hesitate to enter the black fog. Fortunately, the black fog did not have a great effect on him. However, he saw a scene that made even a slave like him, who came from a slave auction house, very uncomfortable.

They also clearly saw the entire process of Kunle's mutation, not the Duke's.

Upon hearing this, Maggie's expression turned serious. As she had guessed, it was almost exactly as she had predicted: the one who actually died in the comic was not the Duke, but a substitute.

She had initially suspected it was one of her older brothers, with the eldest brother being the most likely suspect, but now it seems to be her third brother, who is rarely seen.

But given the current situation...

Where did the duke go, and what was he planning to do?

Maggie's heart sank.

"We didn't see where the Duke went. That person's mutation was too fast, which concealed the Duke's whereabouts."

Perkin seemed to sense Maggie's concern and added another sentence.

"Um."

Maggie agreed. The monster that Kunle mutated was clearly a formidable opponent, especially since it had devoured so many demon followers; its strength might be... beyond imagination.

But no matter how much they fear it, they cannot back down now; everyone is prepared to fight back.

The monster roared and charged out. The paladins formed a defensive formation, creating a large light shield the instant the monster charged, barely managing to control its advance.

However, the will-o'-the-wisp began to spread from his feet, gradually burning down to the feet of everyone in the temple.

Just as everyone was preparing to retreat and defend, they suddenly discovered that the will-o'-the-wisp was not very lethal, and the demonic aura inside was not very strong, as if... it wasn't very powerful.

Maggie noticed this too, and a look of surprise flashed in her eyes.

But this is clearly a good thing; it's much easier to deal with than we imagined.

The monster seemed to sense that something was wrong with it, and became extremely angry, as if something was wrong with it. However, it was unable to speak like a human in its current state, and could only rage helplessly.

Maggie had been prepared for a fight, but now that it seemed the people from the temple could handle it, she breathed a sigh of relief.

Moreover, she also has to deal with the Duke, so she needs to be 200% vigilant and watch out for him appearing from nowhere.

The will-o'-the-wisps spread like wildfire, turning the entire demon village red, resembling a magnificent sea of ​​fire from afar.

As streaks of holy light flashed, it was clear that a fierce battle was taking place inside.

Carlo, who was leaving Hell for the first time, stood not far from the sea of ​​fire, with an expression of great interest.

"I wasn't wrong, it really is Flame Color."

He muttered to himself, and with two small demon wings fluttering behind him, he took flight, his tail wrapping around his slender waist, and flew towards the sea of ​​fire.

"I need to go see that little saintess my aunt mentioned. If she's dead, I'll be tormented by her complaints."

As he flew, he seemed to think of something and couldn't help but sigh.

The image of Philomona's domineering and unreasonable appearance flashed through Carlo's mind, and he couldn't help but shudder violently in mid-air.

God knows how reckless that woman was; I really don't know how the former Demon King could tolerate her personality.

Carlo felt that if she weren't the strongest succubus, no one would like a woman like Philomona.

However, he dared not say this to Philomona's face; if he did, he might lose his life.

"That Flamebringer, knowing full well that the Demon King has a grudge against Tartarus, still dared to cooperate with the Abyss's minions. This time I've caught him red-handed, and I'll have the Demon King kill him when we get back."

Carlo's thoughts jump around a lot. One second he's feeling indignant about Philomona's oppression, and the next he can switch to something else without any transition.

As he spoke, a smug expression appeared on his face, and his little wings fluttered even more vigorously.

Carlo and his aunt Philomona are practically identical, both gluttonous, fond of seducing demons, and equally wicked.

However, with Philomona around, he dared not act recklessly.

They only dared to frolic in the hellish place that Philomona rarely returned to.

Now that he had a legitimate reason to leave hell, he was brimming with excitement.

As Carlo approached the sea of ​​fire, he could clearly see the entire scene of the temple dealing with the monsters. He stopped in mid-air where no one could see him, stroking his chin and staring at the scene below.

"What's going on? Isn't Flameblood here?"

Others might not be able to tell, but he and Flame were colleagues. Although the monster possessed Flame's power, Flame's true form was clearly absent.

"Huh? Where did he go?"

Carlo frowned, because he could no longer sense the aura of flame.

Hell Servant is one of the top demons in Hell, after all. If Flame were here, he would definitely be able to sense Flame's direction.

At the same time, his gaze finally fell on Maggie below.

Although she was directing the attack, she didn't cast any spells throughout; she simply stood at the edge of the battlefield, seemingly wary of something.

Carlo thought for a moment and decided not to show himself for the time being.

He's a succubus, coming to help the human race out of a predicament. Even if this saintess can accept it, her subordinates will probably find it hard to accept.

Thus, the battle entered a fierce stage.

Seeing that it could not slaughter everything, the monster became increasingly agitated, while the people of the temple became more and more adept at doing things under Maggie's orders.