Chapter 687: Lanqi's Flower City Magic Realm Final Battle

Area 10 of the Bosen Demon Realm.

The noise of the rain continued like fireworks.

The advertising signs and giant screens between the buildings flickered in the rain, dyeing the water curtain into brilliant colors, which were reflected on the wet street surface, looking hazy, magnificent, and swaying.

Three o'clock in the morning.

The downpour had come suddenly at nightfall in the flower city of Parië, and it had been falling for several hours now.

Raindrops hit the road surface of the entire flower city densely, and in a blink of an eye, they gathered into gurgling streams, rushing wildly on the slopes, as if to wash the city or completely submerge it.

Different from the urban area of ​​the Flower City Pariah, the Bosen Demon Realm starting from District 7 on the North Shore has the remaining style of the Demon Realm of Helrom in the northern continent. In the heavy rain, the skyscrapers are brightly lit, and the spires are shining, like shining lighthouses.

Located in a mansion in the center of District 10 of the Bosen Demon Realm.

The sound of rain became very quiet, but the laughter and joy could still be heard.

A grand midnight banquet is being held here.

The demon guests were like clouds, toasting each other.

"Just eat a little more."

Lanqi's emerald green eyes flashed with a hint of gold from time to time, and then he picked up a piece of cake and stuffed it into his mouth.

At the same time, he was giving instructions to Talia in his heart.

Now next to him was a six-layer dessert tower decorated with gold-foiled almond cookies, crystal clear apple-lime jelly cut into animal forest shapes, and mini soufflés baked with fruit wine that were shining and placed on ice made from the purest mineral spring. He would take a piece from time to time.

Because it was late and Talia was very hungry, but she couldn't come out. Standing next to the buffet table was a torture.

So Lanqi finally compromised and let her use her body to eat, but only this time.

"I see. Your taste buds seem to be different from mine. When you eat with your body, sweet things always taste sweeter and sour things taste sourer."

While Talia was chewing on Ranchi's body, she was thinking back to him.

Maybe it’s because he has eaten relatively little, so he hasn’t reached the threshold.

“…”

Lanqi didn't reply to her.

He was a little afraid that Talia would get addicted and want to try her luck with his body again in the future.

"Rocky, in your opinion, does the banquet at this time bother you?"

In a corner of his mansion, Nigel and Lanqi were standing by the dining table chatting.

Now that Lanci is using the fake identity Rocky McCarthy, Nigel naturally calls him Rocky.

"No, I think it's quite energetic. Although young people can't always turn day and night upside down, it's good to celebrate occasionally."

Lanci replied in a casual manner.

Lanqi was not surprised by the time of the dinner, as the exam week at Purgatory Corridor Academy was also held at night.

It's just that he has been much more tired than before recently, and he is still a little sleepy at this time.

Talia is refreshed every day, and in a sense, she is bearing the fatigue of two people alone.

Although he has not tried to make Talia use her full strength yet, if he really lets her use up all her magic power, he feels that he may fall asleep for a day or two.

Standing in this lobby of nearly 1,000 square meters, Lanqi and Nigel looked into the distance and saw a dance party going on.

Seven giant crystal chandeliers hang down from the 16-meter-high dome, illuminating the hall like stars.

There were people everywhere, dressed in elegant clothes and with beautiful hair.

The guests were dressed in custom-made suits. The men wore silk bow ties with feather trims or flowers on their collars. The ladies wore silk and velvet long skirts with maple leaf-shaped gems or fireworks on the hems. When the band played the waltz of the demon world, the guests danced gracefully on the black and white marble tiles with their skirts flying.

The white wine, a specialty of the border territory of Bosennan Aquidan, and the rosé sparkling wine produced by the Kingdom of Alolan were filled into high-heeled glasses engraved with the image of the god of wine. From time to time, there was a light clinking sound at the edge of the banquet hall. The demon nobles chatted and looked at the rain outside the window.

Demon waiters in black tuxedos moved among the demons, carrying silver trays filled with champagne and desserts.

Lanqi and Nigel were out of tune with the guests around them. They neither danced nor talked to other demons. They just stood beside a 20-meter-long self-service table.

"I'm sorry to bring you to this demon party."

Nigel said.

He felt that it would be quite difficult for Lanqi to be a human being here.

Of course, if his connections in the demon world were better, Lanqi wouldn't have to stand with him as punishment.

"Actually, let me tell you, it might only take me a few hours to get acquainted with all the demons at the banquet. I am quite experienced in this kind of banquet."

Lanci said to Nigel.

"Have you ever attended a banquet with demons before?"

Nigel asked curiously.

“I held quite a few of them in the beginning.”

Lanci nodded.

At that time, he was still in the ancient demon world, the Demon King's city of Nakalis.

It’s a pity that Talia didn’t have the chance to eat so many delicious foods, which made Hyperion feel very sorry.

And if Talia is good at taking care of children, she can also help him take care of Siglish.

"I am the king of the demon clan, and you want me to take care of the child?"

Talia asked in his mind.

"Because I've discovered that Hyperion is not very good at taking care of children. She would even snatch the child's blanket when she fell asleep, and might even kick Sieglie off the bed. That's why Sieglie said she dreamed of Hyperion beating her."

Lanqi sighed. He believed that Talia had heard some stories about the previous shadow world from Hyperion.

“…”

Talia knew this well.

She often found her quilt disappearing in the middle of her sleep.

"Well, if you want to come with me, I can help you with logistics, and you can just go fight the vampires with peace of mind."

She had been a little curious about McCarthy's Restaurant for a long time. It would be nice to have breakfast, afternoon tea, and evening tea there and take care of the children.

"no problem."

Lanci assured.

Next time I go to the Shadow World, I will definitely bring Talia in to enjoy some fun.

Just thinking about the scene of the three of them getting along together, it feels so harmonious.

In the banquet hall.

Nigel was quite surprised to hear that Lanqi had attended several demon banquets.

"Is there such a thing?"

He didn't expect that Lanqi had seen other demons and was familiar with them.

The demons in the Hutton Kingdom should be very rare, but he heard that Lanqi had been to the Northern Continent and was good at challenging the Shadow World, so it was understandable.

"Of course, I also know a thing or two about the various demon etiquettes."

Lanqi nodded.

"If Miss Tata were here, you could have a dance with her."

Nigel gave a helpless smile.

Although he felt that Ranchi and Tata were always quarreling, their relationship was surprisingly good.

"Haha, she...wait, it seems like she really can."

Lanqi habitually wanted to mock Tata, but suddenly realized that she was a princess.

If you treat her as the unemployed gray-haired girl next door for too long, you will often overlook her true identity.

"So what if I do? Do you think I will agree to you?"

Talia said in Lanqi's mind.

"No, given our lack of coordination, we'll probably miss two of our steps out of four."

The more Lanqi works with Talia, the more he feels that the two of them are like the sine and cosine functions.

It will never match.

"Don't you think that just for the sake of improving our tacit understanding, you should first try to ask to be my disciple?"

Talia was silent for a moment and then asked again.

"But there really is no chance now. I can't let you appear out of thin air. Do you actually want to agree to me?"

Lanqi replied with a helpless thought.

"It's a pity today, but there will be a masquerade event at the Temple of Love on the day of the Fireworks Festival two days later. You can invite Tata to go with you."

Nigel suddenly seemed to remember something and mentioned it.

“…”

Lanqi was speechless for a moment and looked at Nigel.

The Tata in his heart also stopped talking, as if waiting to see how he would continue.

It is well known that the biggest gap in top lane is the gap in jungle.

And Lanqi felt this gap at the beginning of today's game.

"What's wrong?"

Nigel always felt as if Lanqi was in a confrontation with someone just now, and his unintentional words had caused him to collapse.

"By the way Nigel, is your full name Nigel Quilston?"

Lanqi changed the subject rather abruptly, leaving Nigel a little stunned.

Although Nigel did not have a very good reputation in the Person Demon Realm, most of the demons here still gave him due respect, and even called him Master Quelston.

At Lord Perlman Quilston's dinner, even Lord Astros of District 7 did not come to cause trouble for Nigel and Butler Lodge.

However, Astros couldn't help but come over to ridicule Nigel. Nigel had a blank expression on his face, and Astros was taken away by the lord of Area 8, Eureka, a gentle and elegant demon lady wearing glasses.

"Yes, I was adopted and taught by Mr. Pearlman since I was a child. He is like an adoptive father to me."

Nigel admitted.

“Then Ciara Quilston, who’s having her birthday today, is more like your stepsister?”

Lanqi looked at a girl at the far end of the hall who was often greeted by demons like a star, and asked Nigel.

“…”

Nigel didn't deny it, but he didn't nod either, as if he had no face to call her his adopted sister.

"It's my sister's birthday, and as a brother I should go and say hello no matter what."

Lanqi patted him on the back and pushed him away.

He could tell that Nigel was somewhat reluctant to face the teacher’s daughter, Ciara.

But he also discovered that Nigel looked at Ciara several times, and Ciara also looked at Nigel several times, but their eyes never met.

“That accident was not your fault. If I’m guessing correctly, it was you who protected Ciara, right?”

Lanqi stared at Nigel, who was like a lump of iron and couldn't be moved at all, and continued.

It is said that when Nigel killed his cursed and berserk sister, his sister Ciara was also present.

Obviously, if Nigel had not chosen to do this cruelly, Ciara, as his older sister, would have died as well.

“This cannot change the outcome, and the hurt Ciara feels.”

Nigel lowered his eyes and muttered to himself.

"Your decisiveness and determination actually saved her. There is no need to blame yourself. Although tragedy has happened, time cannot be reversed, and some things cannot be changed in a lifetime, but it is not your fault that this tragedy happened."

Lanqi continued to pat Nigel's back, as if he would keep patting Nigel if he didn't leave today.

"You need to figure this out, okay."

“…”

Nigel glanced at Lanci with a complicated expression and nodded. His deep dark eyes finally looked at the glow where Ciara was in the distance.

At this time, Lanqi also sighed in his heart.

"Don't you still do good things sometimes? If you keep doing this, why would Xu Bao be so scared?"

Talia discovered that Lanqi's strange ability to communicate emotions made him like a cult leader if used poorly, and like a little angel if used well.

She kept looking at Ranchi on Ranchi.

To some extent, Lanqi's condition has improved a lot compared to the previous six months.

For other people, growth means getting closer to the truth and the gods, but for Lanqi, everything is the opposite. His growth may be to gradually take off the cloak of gods and become like a human being.

Thanks to Xiubao's continuous efforts, Lanqi has gotten much better.

“I’ve been doing good things.”

Lanqi answered in his heart.

He has done so many good things in the past year or so that it is hard to count them all, and it is almost impossible to write down all his merits.

“…”

Talia felt that Xu Bao still had a long way to go.

When necessary, she will also have to help Xu Bao discipline Lanqi.

In the hall where people were drinking and singing.

Nigel changed from his usual military uniform into a formal dress and walked among the elegant ladies, his eyes fixed on the beautiful figure in the distance.

The girl was wearing a lavender dress, like a wisteria flower, and was particularly dazzling among the demon guests.

The young man walked slowly towards her, attracting the attention of the guests.

The girl was keenly aware of the young man's arrival.

When she turned around and saw that familiar and handsome face, she couldn't help but open her eyes wide in surprise.

She never expected that he would come towards her.

However, it seemed as if he had made up his mind.

Nigel walked over.

The pace suddenly stopped.

He paused again because of a gaze.

When the party was at its most exciting moment, a mysterious man walked down from the top of the stairs and attracted the attention of all the guests.

He was wearing a navy blue classical suit, and the cane on his back shone softly in the candlelight.

Sir Perlman came down.

His gentle smile seemed to be asking Nigel what he wanted to do. Nigel's footsteps seemed to be stuck in the mud, unable to move.

He killed one of his mentor's daughters with his own hands, and now he was shamelessly trying to touch another daughter. His mentor's gentle smile was like torture to him, making him feel like his whole body was falling.

Perlman quickly turned his gaze away from his beloved disciple and looked at the guests present.

As the lord of District 10, Perlman has a tall and slender figure, like a sculpture. Every step he takes is calm. Even from a distance, one can feel a sense of tolerance and majesty in his eyes.

Although he looked to be only in his thirties, his attire made him appear more mature, and no one would doubt that he had actually lived for hundreds of years.

When the host of the banquet, Perlman, walked down to the banquet hall on the first floor, the originally noisy banquet suddenly became silent.

The band stopped playing at the same time.

The guests made way for him one after another, with awe on their faces and their heads lowered, intentionally avoiding eye contact with him.

He was like a god descending to the world, or like the bright moon rising in the dark night, making all the demons present pale in comparison.

As Pearlman slowly walked to the center of the dance floor, Nigel stared at his teacher intently. Just like many years ago, he could not figure out what his teacher was thinking or his every attitude.

Perlman, who attracted all attention, had a pale complexion and a hat that covered his demonic features. Only the tips of his ears made him look more like a demon.

The short hair seemed to be combed into a meticulous back style, with white hair showing on both temples under the brim of the hat.

Perlman nodded slightly to the demons.

When all the demons were waiting in silence, the mysterious demon lord finally spoke.

"Dear ladies and gentlemen."

He looked around at the guests present, his eyes burning, "Thank you all for coming here tonight to attend my daughter's birthday party."

His voice was low and magnetic, like the timbre of a cello, and seemed to be able to hypnotize them.

The demons' faces were still immersed in the joyful feast that had just taken place. They were either whispering to the demons beside them or nodding with a smile.

"But I believe you all know that I had a daughter many years ago, but she died due to the curse of the great wizard Parroni."

When he finished speaking, the air froze.

Many demons present couldn't help but glance in the direction of Ciara, or look at Nigel.

Siara’s original expression instantly became complicated until she slowly drooped her head.

She and her sister are twins.

When I was a child, they were always together on my birthday.

It was not until later that she became the only one.

But she didn't know why her father mentioned her deceased sister at this moment——

Because when Nigel looked at her, there was a hint of fear in his eyes.

It was like when he saw her, he immediately remembered his sister whose head he had chopped off with his own hands.

“Since then, Ciara’s birthday party has become much quieter. Not only did I lose a beloved daughter, but even my beloved disciple, who I treated as my own son, left me.”

Lord Perlman continued, his voice not containing any anger, but instead full of relief and a barely perceptible hint of self-mockery.

"I believe everyone knows that a hundred years ago, when the demon world in the northern continent still existed and the war had not yet begun, I crossed the sea and came here to try to break the prejudice between humans and demons and to create a society where humans and demons can coexist in harmony and benefit each other."

He seemed to recall his ideals and passion when he was young, and felt nostalgic.

The demons nodded slightly in respect.

Sir Perlman's efforts are evident to all.

It can be said that Perlman’s contribution is a major decisive factor in the existence of such a Person Demon World today.

"After saying so much today, I want to reveal a fact to everyone."

Perlman tapped his cane lightly, and a magic projection screen slowly appeared on the wall of the banquet hall behind him.

He then stopped talking, just held his cane and waited for the image behind him to proceed.

The demons all looked over in confusion.

The perspective follows a mysterious figure in a dark grey cloak.

The corner of the screen showed 3:26 in the morning.

That is right now.

But the surrounding buildings were not from the Demon Realm of Person, but from the south bank of the Flower City Pariah which they were quite familiar with.

Continuous muffled thunder often exploded in the dark sky, and raindrops as big as beans poured down, splashing countless water on the deserted streets.

The figure was walking in the square in front of the South Bank Town Hall holding an umbrella.

He moved swiftly, and the slight sound of the friction of the cloth was soon blown away by the night wind. When the street light illuminated his figure again, he had turned into a researcher in white.

The mysterious figure walked quickly across the square, flashed behind an inconspicuous door behind the Town Hall, and then appeared in the Town Hall with an umbrella folded.

His skills and actions made the demons in the banquet hall look at each other in amazement.

It stands to reason that the barrier of the City Hall of Pariel in the Flower City is not so easy to penetrate, and the act of forcibly entering the city hall is obviously a crime.

They didn't know what Lord Perlman wanted them to see at this moment.

In the picture, a mysterious figure disguised as a researcher walked into an office on the basement floor of the city hall. He came to the wall and quickly pressed a series of complex codes on the stone brick surface.

As the last code was entered, the wall silently rotated like a Rubik's Cube, revealing a deep corridor hidden behind it.

He walked inside, and the walls closed quietly behind him, tightly fitting as if they had never been opened. He then walked through a series of corridors, turned a few corners, and entered a transport elevator.

Accompanied by a period of darkness as it fell, there was a flickering magic lamp embedded every few meters. The sound finally dissipated completely and isolated, revealing a new space.

The several-meter-high door in front of him was made of cold and hard magic-forbidden steel, with thick curse marks attached to the outside. It lit up and went out in a regular cycle, as if it could breathe.

And this figure, as if knowing the password, touched the magic input device on the side and swiped the secret key across it.

The light on the door suddenly became dazzling, and then turned into countless fragments, dancing and circling in the air, and finally dissipated in the thick darkness like a gorgeous firework, and the magic-forbidden steel door suddenly opened.

At this moment, white light filled the screen.

At the end of the dim underground passage, a huge research institute appeared before our eyes.

The pure white painted interior of the research institute looked like heaven, yet it also looked like a tightly sealed secret space with interlaced lights and blurry figures of researchers in the depths.

They all looked over, as if wondering why the researcher came over so late.

However.

The mysterious figure did not answer them.

He simply walked straight into the underground building, looked around, and let the incongruous scene of the mysterious research institute fill the screen.

Under the pale light, even though it was late at night, several researchers in white coats were busy and concentrating at the measurement and control research table.

The air was filled with a pungent smell of potions and blood. Not only were there sophisticated magical instruments being assembled, but everywhere one could see were deformed specimens soaked in solution.

"What's this?"

"The bodies of our demons?"

"Shouldn't all the berserkers be cremated?"

This caused many demons who were watching the live broadcast in the banquet hall of Perlman's mansion to cover their mouths and exclaim in surprise.

Because these deformed specimens are not humans, but deformed and crazy cursed demons.

According to the report of the Senate, the berserk demons who were finally executed should have been cremated to prevent any possibility of "infection" that would make the demons uneasy. Unexpectedly, so many berserk demon corpses were sent here.

now.

The researchers in the institute also seemed to sense something was wrong.

The researcher who suddenly arrived at an inappropriate time seemed to have been replaced.

Logically speaking, the existence of their research institute should not be exposed, and no researcher would be caught.

Some researchers wanted to sound the alarm immediately.

Unfortunately it's too late.

The mysterious figure did not need to make any movements, but just chuckled. A strange deep blue flame suddenly rose from the shadow under his feet, flying out as if it had life. The tongues of fire circled in the air and instantly engulfed the terrified researchers.

When the deep blue flames died down, the researchers were reduced to charred remains.

And the figure with terrifying magical power turned back into a mysterious man in a gray cloak.

The air was filled with the stench of burning flesh and sulfur, and the ground was cracked from the burns.

The slaughter has just begun.

The mysterious man took steps forward, running rampant amidst the charred corpses, splattered blood, and sirens. The entire research institute turned into a living hell in a sea of ​​fire.

Nigel's eyes widened as he looked at the scene in the banquet hall.

Although he didn't know that there was such an underground research institute on the south bank of Pariah, the opponent's skillful disguise and stealth made him vaguely think of a dangerous existence he had fought before.

Until the deep blue curse flame appeared, he finally confirmed that the other party was the culprit who spread the curse in the Flower City Pariel recently! Tonight, the other party took advantage of his arrival in the Bosen Demon Realm and not only did not think of attacking him at the banquet, but instead sneaked into the Flower City area and even the South Bank where the Senate was located.

Nigel didn't stop for a moment and tried to rush out of the banquet hall.

However, just as he was about to leave, he felt his feet being restrained by a huge force.

He raised his head.

I found myself being locked in Perlman's gaze.

Pearlman's silent silence seemed to want Nigel to watch it all.

“…”

Nigel was about to clench his hand around the dagger on the inside of his coat, but he finally let it go reluctantly.

In other words, even if we rush back to the South Bank now, it's too late.

The scene continues.

A mysterious figure in a gray cloak dragged the body of a senior researcher and walked indifferently through this museum-like purgatory. Along the way, internal organs were floating in glass jars, and there were still living people in those life-support capsules.

Reach the deepest part of the research institute.

A heavy forbidden door, made of forbidden magic steel and covered with sealing spells.

This time.

He lifted up the broken body of the chief researcher, aimed his eyes at the scanning magic device, and inserted the key on the chief researcher's body into the groove beside the door.

Several forbidden doors twisted and opened.

The space inside this secret room is completely different from the outside world.

The pitch-black walls covered with frost swallowed up most of the light and echoes, and not even the sound of breathing could be detected.

There is only the oppressive silence and the bottomless darkness.

In the center of the room, several pillars of forbidden magic steel extended upward, connected to the chains. The runes on the steel pillars flickered with faint red light in the darkness.

At the end of the chain, a pitch-black mechanical book was entangled in layers.

Just one glance was enough to confirm that it was a book-shaped magical device, a forbidden object that could overturn the common sense of the world.

Several layers of barriers circulated around the book, appearing and disappearing.

The mysterious figure approached the magic book and summoned the deep blue flame again. The chains broke and the barrier shattered into pieces.

As the flames died down, he slowly reached out his hand and took out the damaged and dangerous magic device.

“…”

Under the hood of the cloak, the mysterious figure's mouth corners slightly raised.

He knew how to use this magic device very well. Even though the corners of the book were missing a few pieces like a broken Rubik's Cube, they gradually came back to life in his hands.

The book was pitch black all over, so dark that it swallowed up all the light. It seemed as if it was condensed from the darkness in an endless abyss, yet it looked like a living thing.

When the cover of the book was opened, it turned into a door leading to an unknown realm. Dense alchemical patterns coiled around the cover, as if they would fly off the cover in the next moment and turn into a terrifying monster.

Dark red eyeballs were embedded on the spine of the giant book, constantly moving up and down, dim and dull, like several grains of solidified blood.

[The Grudge of Parroni]

[Category: Magic Device]

[Grade: Red Legend (damaged)]

[Attribute: Curse/Enhancement]

[Level: 8]

[Effect: Under the premise of knowing the true name and understanding the contract structure, you can curse the demon holding the contract. The cursed demon will be under great mental pressure and have a chance to enter a super frenzy state of burning life. Because the magic device is damaged, its effect is not stable and cannot be directed to cast spells. ]

[Note: There is no forgiveness, no liberation. My hatred and anger are burning in hell. One day, they will burst out of hell and burn the world, burn this dirty world, and exterminate this degenerate race.]

At this moment, before the picture could change, panicked screams broke out in the banquet hall of Perlman's mansion.

There is no mistake in the poem, post, content, and read the book on 6, 9, and bar!

"Is the legend of the great wizard Parroni true?"

"The Senate, instead of destroying the book, hid it for research? What on earth do they want to do? To enslave us completely!"

"Then the reason why the curse has not been eradicated in the past hundred years is that the culprit is the greedy humans in the Senate?!"

The demons who have lived in the Bosen Demon Realm for a long time are deeply terrified by the story of this magic device and the great wizard Parroni.

Even Nigel's pupils were fixed on the screen, trembling.

"How is that possible?"

There were still a few demons who were more friendly to humans and raised questions, with disbelief in their eyes.

“That’s exactly what’s happening right now.”

Perlman spoke calmly, as if he was stating a very simple fact.

He tapped the ground again with his stick.

The glass curtain wall outside the mansion and the public giant screens in the city were also projected uniformly. The night screens in the entire 10th district of the Bosen Demon Realm all projected such absurd pictures at the same time, announcing them to all residents of the Demon Realm.

"The research institute secretly established by the Senate a hundred years ago has been studying the remaining components of [The Record of Parroni's Grudge] and has reassembled and repaired it to a gradually controllable state, but the curse it exudes has also been polluting this land for many years."

Perlman pursed his lips slightly, with a meaningful sneer on his face. "I used to naively believe that humans and demons could live in harmony. I kept pursuing it and constantly compromised for it. The dream that was about to come true over the years also deceived me like a bubble. Until it was completely shattered, I finally believed that humans are such stupid and despicable creatures. Once their desires begin to ferment, they can never be stopped. They can become something more terrifying than demons. Looking back today, I don't regret the price I paid, because it made me see many things clearly."

There was helplessness, regret, and indescribable anger in his voice.

Looking at the surprised faces of the guests, Perlman smiled faintly at the corners of his eyes.

"Person's shadow has loomed over us. I'm afraid this dance is about to end."

The guests below the stage looked panicked and pale, and the originally lively and joyous dance party became solemn and depressing.

But I don’t know what to do.

When they looked at Perlman again, the demons' faces were full of pleading, hoping that he could come up with a solution.

But he just looked around, still looking calm and composed. Under the reflection of the magic screen, an ambiguous expression appeared on his handsome face.

"This is the crime of the Senate. I gathered everyone here today to let everyone see the truth! We demons no longer need to rely on these humans."

Perlman's rhythm seemed to stir up emotions, causing the eyes of the demons present to be filled with flames of anger.

"Today I want to introduce to you the true king of our demon clan."

He waved his cane and pointed at the screen in the banquet hall.

Just see.

The cloaked figure holding the book took off her hood, her silver hair falling, and she looked back slightly, allowing people to see her reddish-brown eyes.

There was an evil smile on her lips.

And this look once again caused exclamations in the banquet hall.

because.

This demon tribe is very famous in their Person Kingdom.

There is a painting in the Platinum Palace, which is based on her.

"Sleeping Beauty"! "She is the last royal family of the orthodox demon world, the great demon Ifatia! She will lead us to restore our country in Person! We are witnesses to the sins of mankind, they are the betrayers, and we are the betrayed. There is no forgiveness, no forgiveness, only revenge, only revenge!!"

Perlman raised his hands high, and his resolute and inspiring voice was like steel poured into the hearts of the demons, guiding the great rage that would lead them to victory.

Even Talia in Lanqi's spiritual world became restless.

Because the demon holding the cursed magic book in the picture is exactly the Duchess in the portrait of the Hyperion family, and also the most precious sister in her memory! "No, this is not my sister, it's the spreader of the curse disguised as her!"

Talia shouted anxiously in Ranchi's heart.

"Calm down Talia, if you show up, you can only fight for three minutes at most."

Lanqi spoke to Talia in the spiritual world in a steady voice.

Now we must observe the situation first. If we act rashly and try to subdue the opponent by force, our chances of success will be very low.

Even if the two of them were to take action tonight, they had to consider how to accomplish the most within the limited duration of the battle and complete the decisive mission.

After hearing what Lanqi said, Talia thought for a moment and gradually calmed down.

Now thinking about the whole thing, they also figured out one thing.

Lord Perlman is in league with the Curse Spreader.

Their goal is to overthrow the Senate, start a rebellion and take control of the Kingdom of Person.

In fact, the biggest resistance to this approach came from the United Parliament of the Kingdom and the Kingdom Alliance in the entire eastern region.

Even if Perlman and the Curse Spreader really succeeded, the allies of the Person Kingdom would assist the Person Senate in launching a war to recapture it. The Person Demon Realm alone had no way of fighting against the giant of the Kingdom United Parliament.

But the current moment is also very delicate.

It was as if a prophet had calculated the time when war would break out in the southern continent.

Once the Kreiwen Empire in the south goes to war, the Kingdom Federation will be too busy to help the original ruler of Person! Compared to Lanqi's estimate of the time of the war in the southern continent, it is still a little earlier.

If it weren't for the mutual interference and variables of the prophets, Perlman and the Curse Spreader's actions might have started a little later.

But it's harmless now.

An unprecedented turmoil in the Kingdom of Person will begin tonight.

Perlman looked around the room with a haughty look, as if he was admiring the expressions on the demons' faces.

"Perlman, don't go too far!"

At this moment, a cold female voice broke the silence.

The demons looked in the direction of the voice and saw a woman in a pure white dress standing at the other end of the hall.

Her waist-length silver-white hair fell like a waterfall, and her eyes were a light ice-blue color, like crystal, glowing with anger.

The person who made the statement was none other than the Demon Lord of Area 9, Etienne, who had been silent for a long time.

"She's not Ifatia at all!"

Etienne pointed at the figure on the screen and identified it.

There must be some powerful demon who used transformation magic to disguise himself as Ifatia, and conspired with Perlman to lead the demons in the name of Ifatia.

With such a sin, even if Ifatia really comes back, she will never be able to return to the normal life she wants, and will bear the infamy forever!

Then all her efforts over the past decade and her dream of growing old together with Mi Gaiya would have been in vain.

"oh?"

Perlman's eyes seemed to be asking, what qualifications do you have to assert that she is not? The demons in the banquet hall saw the two eighth-level demon lords confronting each other, looking left and right, not knowing who to believe.

As everyone knows, Lord Etiotio is the demon in the Person Demon Realm who knows the Duchess of Migaia, Ifatia, best.

Her words have credibility.

But today things have come to this point.

To a certain extent, it no longer matters whether the demon who controls the [Book of Parroni's Grudge] is the real Ifatia.

Many demons began to retreat, wanting to leave the banquet hall.

Perlman did not stop them, but instead signaled the servants in the mansion to evacuate the demons in the banquet hall today.

Before long, only a small number of people who still wanted to see the end were left in the banquet hall.

"Perlman, you keep saying you want to lead Pariel. I always admired you at first, but now you want to start with war and dictatorship, and even don't hesitate to tarnish the reputation of Ifatia. How did you fall to this state?"

Etienne questioned him, suppressing her anger.

When Perlman heard this, a sarcastic smile appeared on his lips.

"Aitio, you are still as naive as ever. You have never experienced the moment when I felt everything was shattered. You certainly don't understand the choice I am making now."

He tilted his head and spoke to Etiou while leaning on his cane.

"Wrong logic! Wrong is wrong, right is right!"

Etienne shouted, "I really don't understand you, but I will never allow you to lead Flower City Pariel and the demons astray!"

Before she finished her words, twenty-two long ice crystal cones had already condensed beside her and flew towards Perlman. The magic screen that was originally suspended in the air in the banquet hall instantly shattered into pieces and turned into countless fragments under this terrifying magic.

However, just as her ice cone was about to reach Perlman, it dissipated in an instant under the influence of telekinesis, and the stone tiles on the floor of the mansion lit up under Etiot's feet.

There was a flash of silver light, and Etiou's figure suddenly stopped, bound by invisible shackles of the barrier.

"It seems we are no longer able to make sense."

Perlman looked at Etiou with a cold expression, as if he had seen something boring. "If you die here, she will be Ifatia."

Etienne's expression changed slightly. She felt the forbidden barrier of the mansion and knew that this place was not suitable for fighting.

"Don't use force in my house."

He raised his staff and tapped it again. An invisible telekinesis instantly made Etiou feel the gravity was a hundred times stronger, and cracks appeared on the ground.

Etienne gritted her teeth, trying to break free from the barrier, but the next second, another wave of telekinesis was fiercely exerted on her.

The formal attack by the two eighth-rank demon lords plunged the entire hall into chaos. The remaining demons panicked and stumbled towards the door, knocking over tables full of delicious food and shattering glassware. Some demons were so frightened that they stood stiff on the ground like dust, their legs shaking constantly, as if they were cast under a spell of immobilization.

However, Perlman did not seem to want to hurt them. After suppressing Etienne, he did not attack again, giving the demons enough time to leave the mansion and even escape further to a safe place.

Until the mansion became almost empty again.

The crystal chandelier above was shaking, the wine and delicacies on the table fell to the ground, and the champagne spilled all over the floor.

"Oh, by the way, Ifatia also has a daughter who can prove Ifatia's identity."

Perlman seemed to have thought of something and said to Etienne.

He walked over and looked at the embarrassed Etienne with amusement in his eyes.

But the ridiculous thing is that when everything is settled, her daughter will probably not be able to save herself and will be drowned out by the voices of curses, and will have no chance to prove that her mother is not her mother.

"You dare to harm Hyperion...don't forget that she has an aunt. Princess Talia will not let you go!"

Etienne clenched her teeth and stared at Perlman stubbornly.

"Oh? The missing princess?"

Perlman seemed to see through Etiou's thoughts. "Instead of pinning your hopes on a princess who hasn't appeared in a hundred years and whose life or death is unknown, you might as well pray that other great demons will come to stop me."

"You are also a demon with a daughter, how could you do such a thing?"

Etienne's face turned pale and her hands trembled.

She absolutely cannot lose today, otherwise she dare not imagine what the situation of Flower City, Person Palace, and Hyperion will become.

But at this moment she was at an absolute disadvantage, and Perlman hadn't even seriously fought her yet.

All she knew was that Perlman was a telekinetic wizard with a secondary spiritual side.

The difference between spirit and telekinesis is that spirit controls living beings from the inside, while telekinesis controls living beings from the outside.

For example, mental magic cannot make non-flying units take off, but telekinetic magic can control units to float in the air.

Mental magic can often cause some special interference beyond action control, such as mental disturbance, which telekinetic magic cannot do.

Telekinesis can be used to resist and break free through force, but it is difficult to control warriors. Mental magic can easily control warriors, but it is difficult to affect mages, priests, and special creatures with high spell resistance.

Mastering both mental and telekinetic power at the same time, the resulting reaction is almost absolutely irresistible control, requiring both physical and magical attributes to fight Perlman.

After the actual fight, Etienne felt that Perlman was unfathomable and it was difficult to resist his terrifying telekinesis.

"Nigel, do you know what happened?"

During the brief silence, Perlman looked at Nigel, who was standing at one side of the banquet hall with his head down for a long time.

“…”

Nigel clenched his fists, and the veins on the back of his hands were throbbing.

"I have never blamed you for leaving me and even going to the Senate. You are very much like me when I was young, innocent and passionate, determined but perhaps in the wrong direction. Over the years, I hope you can see with your own eyes what kind of existence humans are."

Pearlman put his cane behind his back again and instructed Nigel.

"Nigel..."

Etienne had originally prayed that Nigel could help him.

Nigel, the seventh-level demon warrior, has a strong physical fitness. As long as she is willing to help her, he can serve as the front row and cooperate with her in battle no matter what.

But if you put yourself in Nigel's shoes, you will realize that he is also filled with uncontrollable anger and even extreme confusion.

Etienne just felt hopeless.

The synchronized images on Area 10 of the Bosen Demon Realm and the crystal screen in the banquet hall continued.

The curse spreader in the research institute gently stroked the magic book with his slender and bony fingers. He kept turning the dark red pages and whispered the incantations that flashed with ancient demon language between his lips.

Until this moment, the ritual was finally completed.

An invisible force penetrated the book and surged upward like an exploding black mist, as if millions of entangled and wailing undead spirits were screaming in the ears.

…

at the same time.

It was approaching four o'clock.

Amid the heavy rain, the night in the flower city of Parière became darker than usual.

The Palace of the Counts of Asturias in the Parrière 2 district.

Countess Rosalinda looked out the French window in her nightgown and felt something was wrong.

There is a chilling atmosphere permeating the city.

"It's very foggy tonight."

The rain was so heavy that it seemed to dissolve everything in the world into the dark rainy night.

Although a heavy rain warning had been issued, communications on the South Coast appeared to be temporarily down.

She wanted to contact the Marquis de Leses in the Senate, but was unable to get through for a while.

Looking into the distance, the surface of the Selina River was heaving up and down due to the rain, as if it was boiling.

The buildings standing on the riverside disappeared in the rain, leaving only vague outlines, turning into mirages in the rainy night.

Different from the North Shore.

The sky above the southern shore of the Flower City Pariah was covered with dark clouds, which gathered layer upon layer as if summoned, blocking out the last ray of silvery moonlight.

The wind roared with thunder and lightning, and heavy rain poured down, with raindrops hitting the deserted cobblestone streets.

The sky was torn apart by ominous blood-red lightning. The lightning illuminated half the sky red and illuminated the bloody cross on the spire of the iron tower of Notre Dame de Parié.

Deafening thunder exploded, the earth trembled, and cracks spread across the brick buildings like a giant spider web.

The next second, countless humanoid black shadows broke out from the buildings in Huadu. Their bodies were twisted and distorted, half human and half beast, and they let out sharp howls mixed with giggles, and blood-thirsty madness beat in their blood-red eyes.

These madly cursed demons rushed like a tide in the rainstorm, smashing the glass windows of roadside shops, breaking into doors, dragging terrified children out of beds, and gnawing and devouring them amid their cries.

They wielded their sharp claws and slashed at the fleeing men, women, young and old. Blood splattered in the rain, forming a smelly river of blood.

Sharp screams came one after another, echoing in the thunder.

The fire was rising with thick smoke amid lightning and thunder, fighting against the heavy rain. The entire sky was shrouded in a strange orange-red halo, gradually spreading across the river to the north bank.

The once prosperous Crystal Orchid Street instantly turned into a hell on earth. Among the broken walls and ruins, berserk demons danced crazily among the piles of corpses and fought with the police officers and knights.

"The native demons of the northern and southern continents are so stupid that they actually want to coexist with humans..."

The culprit of all this, the silver-haired figure holding the magic device, walked leisurely among the ruins and corpses humming a tune.

His destination was the Senate.

Although the city defense barrier was already suppressing the large-scale outbreak of berserk demons in the urban area, it was gradually beginning to be overloaded.

Even if he wanted to take action now, he wouldn't have to worry too much about the attack and suppression effects of large-scale city defense facilities.

tonight.

The city of flowers will fall into darkness forever, and there will be no dawn again.

…

District 10 of Persen, banquet hall of Lord Perlman's mansion.

Etienne looked at the scene anxiously, but at this moment, just fighting against Perlman's telekinesis made her feel extremely stressed.

She knew what the other party's purpose was.

As long as you snatch the city defense center secret key from the mansion of the three dukes of the Senate and take the three secret keys to the city defense center of South Bank District 1, you can close the barrier! Then no one will be able to fight against Perlman and the mysterious evil demon disguised as Ifatia.

Although the three dukes all have seventh-level guardians, the city defense barrier is now overloaded. The demons on the south bank seem very strong, and it is not difficult for them to break through the guardian's defense line and grab the secret key.

To make matters worse, Nigel, Tiffany's guardian, is not around at all.

There's even a chance that Nigel might switch sides.

"Etienne, if you are willing to join us, I promise that I will not harm Hyperion. If Ifatia returns, we will hand over the throne directly to her, because I believe that with you here, we can cooperate with her. But if you insist on being my enemy, then I can only say goodbye to you today with great regret."

Perlman looked at Etienne and said.

"Perlman..."

Etienne knew that Perlman's words were extremely deceptive. He knew her too well and was targeting the possibility that she might compromise.

But if she really agreed to Perlman, it would be tantamount to betraying Sister Ifatia!

Just when Atio was prepared for the worst and ready to fight to the death with Perlman.

Nigel was seen holding a dagger, with a faint red glow on the black blade, as if he had been accumulating power for a long time.

Before Perlman could react, the blade was already whizzing towards him.

The direction of the chop was actually Perlman!

Etienne seized the opportunity, and streaks of icy blue lightning fell from the sky, nearly freezing the earth.

"Oh? Nigel?"

Pearlman gently caught Nigel's dagger with his cane and said in surprise.

The ice thunder was also easily blocked by him by raising his other hand.

Even when fighting Nigel and Etienne, it still seemed easy.

After he blocked Nigel's blade, the glass in the banquet hall behind him shattered and fell like a rain curtain, and the wall of the mansion was cut into clear sections and began to move and collapse.

Amid the sound of collapse, heavy rain gradually fell from the sky. No longer protected by the mansion, it hit Nigel and wet his brown hair.

"Teacher, you are the one who has fallen."

Nigel said in a resolute and hoarse voice, just like when he cut off his sister's head, he was ready to kill his master at this moment.

"All I know is that the dangerous guy is a demon who cannot be friends with anyone."

He drew his sword and dived with a roar.

No matter how big the sin was, he was ready to bear it, but he could not let his teacher make the same mistake again.

"Don't you feel guilty for attacking your master?"

Pearlman asked, smiling.

No matter how the rain fell, it could not get close to him.

He held Nigel's knife with his cane, just as he had done when they practiced swordplay together many years ago.

“…”

Nigel stopped talking and focused on fighting.

“I am relieved, but also sad.”

Pearlman shook his head in disappointment, his eyes growing colder, certain that no words could shake Nigel.

Immediately following.

Nigel seemed to be under mental control. His movements changed and he rushed towards Perlman's cane.

Seeing this, Etienne wanted to cast an ice crystal shield for him.

"Don't mind me!"

Nigel roared, gritted his teeth and twisted his wrist with all his might. With the sound of bones breaking, he placed the dagger in front of him. With great momentum, he actually built a solid barrier for Etiou with his flesh and blood.

Etienne understood what he meant, and this time, an even more terrifying chill gathered around the ruins of the mansion.

The clouds rolled, snowflakes fell, and the entire Bosen Demon Realm seemed to be caught in an unprecedented snowstorm.

Pearlman looked a little surprised.

Countless ice cones were whistling in from all directions, each of them was sharp, and Perlman's mental power was blocked by these ice cones in the sky.

The next second, the sky collapsed and the earth broke apart!

Countless ice-blue lightning bolts fell from the sky and intertwined with the ice cones on the ground to form a web, determined to imprison Perlman in this icy purgatory forever.

Nigel ignored his injuries and stood in the front, waving his dagger, which turned into a sky full of sword shadows. With the help of Etienne's ice thunder from behind, his offensive became more and more fierce.

In an instant, telekinesis, ice crystals, and red shadows collided and intertwined in this dark rainy night! Wherever this force passed, buildings collapsed, streets cracked, and the entire center of District 10 seemed to be on the verge of collapse in this battle! ...

On top of a skyscraper several kilometers away from the center of the battlefield.

Thunder and lightning roared and the wind howled.

Two figures stood there, gazing at the earth-shaking scene in the distance with bated breath.

The night sky under the heavy rain was dyed an eerie purple-red color, like the last afterimage before the end of the world.

In the center of the eighth-level battlefield, the 10th area of ​​the Bosen Demon Realm was shrouded in a purgatory of ice and snow.

The city turned into a trembling earth in their confrontation.

Astros and Eureka, the lords of Area 7 and Area 8, were still hesitating and watching the battle from afar on the Ferris wheel without joining the battlefield.

Even at such a long distance, they could clearly feel the horror of that power.

Every time the mental power collides with the ice thunder, a strong wind will be raised in the void, making the corners of their clothes rustle.

They felt an unprecedented sense of oppression, as if the world was about to fall apart in the battle between the two eighth-level demons.

"Is this an eighth-level battle?"

Astros muttered to himself, his voice full of trance.

"Yes, this is the realm of gods. I can't imagine if two beings at the peak of the eighth level fight each other, will the entire Bosen Demon Realm be reduced to ashes in a short period of time..."

Eureka said in a trembling voice.

Firstly, it would be difficult for them to escape from such a battlefield once they rushed in, and secondly, they were also very hesitant.

Perlman and Etienne each held a different view. They originally wanted to support Perlman in restoring the glory of the demon clan.

But after hearing what Nigel said, they also felt that the guy who seemed to be actively spreading the curse was very dangerous. If they surrendered to him, they didn't know what their fate would be.

"If all three secret keys in the hands of the three dukes of the Senate are taken, the defense of the Flower City Pariel will fall into Perlman's control, and there will be no victory at all."

Area 8 Lord Eureka analyzed.

"I'll listen to you."

Astros shook his head.

The entire southern area is now filled with frenzied demons, and the city defense barrier has been overloaded.

However, the enforcement forces, army, police, etc. have been fighting against the frenzied demons throughout the Flower City.

If the eighth-level demons on the South Bank get the secret key before the barrier is restored and go to the city defense center in South Bank District 1 to tamper with the instructions, everything will be over.

Likewise, no one in the south can fight against the eighth-level demons now.

"The condition for Nigel and Etienne to win is to defeat Lord Perlman and the mysterious demon tribe before the Flower City falls."

Eureka continued speaking in a deep voice.

The defense battle of Huadu City, which is comparable to the eighth-level shadow world, has begun.

All Perlman needs to do is stop Aitiou and Nigel in Area 10 of the Person Demon Realm and wait for the mysterious demons to get the secret key, and the South Bank will inevitably fall.

The combat power of both sides is unequal.

Not only could Etienne not go to the South Bank to put out the fire, he couldn't even get through to Perlman.

And we still don’t know how many cards Perlman and the mysterious demons have. Now it seems that they are just playing along with Etienne and the others.

"Is it really impossible for Nigel to win?"

Astros shifted his gaze from the distant battlefield to Eureka beside him.

As for the restoration of the demon clan, he was both looking forward to it and at the same time, he was also skeptical and fearful.

He was a little afraid of the mysterious demon who controlled the [Book of Parroni's Grudge].

Perhaps facing that kind of demon king, he and Eureka would have to surrender, but it was hard to be sure whether he would be a tyrant.

"In this situation, we just need to wait for the group to explode."

Eureka sighed.

Neither of them wanted to fight anyway.

There is no benefit in fighting, and you might even get yourself into trouble.

"Unless the goddess of fate is playing a joke on me."

Eureka could only murmur in despair.

(End of this chapter)