Why must the devil be Defeated?

"Gaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaa————!!!"

A half-human half-centipede monster suddenly appeared on the battlefield, emitting a terrifying roar in the presence of all the shocked onlookers.

The roar was heart-shaking.

The roar was intimidating.

Moreover, with the terrifying aura continuously emanating from these monsters, Tielle, Cappelen, and all the female knights of the Broken Blade Knights were plunged into panic.

"They are all legendary..."

Tielle uttered in disbelief while she nearly received a slashing attack from a forged Holy Sword, quickly raising her Dual Blades to barely block it.

"See that? That is the handiwork of the Imperial Concubine!"

William, though frightened by the dreadful aura Shane was emitting at the moment, recovered upon seeing so many Demon Infants appear, and scoffed at Tielle.

"How is this possible...!"

Cappelen was also desperately resisting Harvis's fierce attacks, looking at the appearance of each legendary-level Demon Infant, a sense of despair faintly arose in her heart.

There was no choice.

After all, even within the Empire, there were only two legendary-level powerhouses openly known.

The Kingdom also had only three legendary-level powerhouses publicly known.

The Elf Clan had likewise only three legendary-level powerhouses.

Even considering the entire Human Race and adding up all the known legendary-level powerhouses, it would not exceed twenty.

Yet here, there were a total of eleven legendary-level Demon Infants.

Indeed, eleven.

"This cost me a great deal to borrow from the 'Primordial Demon'."

Moro, staring intently at Shane enveloped in radiant flames, spoke thus.

"Originally, I borrowed twelve Demon Infants from the 'Primordial Demon', but one has been annihilated by Your Lordship."

Moro naturally referred to the Demon Infant she lent to the Leferut Family.

That Demon Infant had already been vanquished by Shane.

Thus, the remaining Demon Infants on Moro's side totaled eleven.

"Even 'Primordial Demon', who has been using the Demon Refining Ceremony to gather offerings for a thousand years, had issues lending out these twelve Demon Infants. If my capabilities weren't highly regarded by them, and their Demon creation plan wasn't nearing completion, they probably wouldn't have agreed to lend me these twelve Demon Infants."

Moro, seemingly regaining confidence with these words, smiled charmingly.

"I hope you will enjoy yourself, Lord Hero."

As she spoke, Moro waved her hand again, and immediately, Death Qi surrounded and clung to each Demon Infant.

"Gaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaa————!!!"

The Demon Infants instantly howled one after another, with a gruesome green glow flickering on their bodies.

Clearly, Moro was using her Death Magic to turn these Demon Infants into undead creatures.

Thanks to this, the Demon Infants were not only firmly controlled by her but also gained in strength due to the massive infusion of Death Qi.

Their levels were not originally the same; despite all being legendary, some had reached Level 95 and above, while others had just reached Level 90 — a significant gap.

But under the augmentation of the vast Death Qi, their levels all climbed to between Level 95 and Level 98, terribly powerful.

"Charge!"

Moro gestured with her hand, driving the eleven legendary-level Demon Infants carrying gruesome green glows to spew Dragon Breath towards Shane in midair.

The decaying green Dragon Breath transformed the very air into poison, causing pain in the lungs.

In response...

"Bestow·Reflection."

Shane calmly chanted a new Magic Spell.

Around him, flames seemed to turn into translucent mirrors of Magic Power, encasing him within.

"Boom!"

Each Dragon Breath blasted against the mirrors, was then reflected back faster than it had come, and hammered into each Demon Infant.

"Gaaaaaa——!"

Pained roars burst continually from the Demon Infants, either vaporized or smoking all over, instantly suffering severe damage.

"Bang!"

Simultaneously, Shane, as if he had shattered the air itself, transformed into a streak of light, and burst forth towards Moro.

Clearly, Shane was not concerned with the undead Demon Infants but wished to deal directly with Moro.

"Not so fast!"

Moro, aware of Shane's intent, had already prepared her defenses; with a sweep of her hand, a avalanche-like swirl of Death Qi enveloped and rolled towards Shane.

In front of that pitch-black avalanche, Shane seemed so insignificant, like an ant about to be swallowed by a tsunami.

Yet, wrapped in radiant flames, he didn't hesitate and met it head-on.

"Bestow·Annihilation."

Shane executed the most fearsome trait of high-level Grant Magic.

Lymco was buried under this spell, transforming into a Great Spirit Body, yet left not even bones behind.

Under this terrifying Magic, the Death Qi reaching Shane evaporated without warning, disappearing completely into nothingness.

Not dispersed, nor purified, but truly annihilated, eradicated into oblivion.

"Swoosh!"

Only at this moment did Shane's figure suddenly vanish, performing an Instant Teleportation, appearing right before Moro.

"...!"

Moro's heart trembled, feeling the immense pressure emanating from Shane at this moment, and dared not confront him directly, blasting out copious amounts of Death Qi as the Resentful Spirit Group roared towards him.

At the same time, Moro quickly retreated, ghostly flashing a great distance away.

Alas...

"Poof!"

The sound of tearing echoed through the Royal Hall in the next instant.

There, Shane inexplicably appeared right in front of Moro.

He did not withstand the attack of Death Qi as before; instead, he utilized Instant Movement once again, appearing behind Moro who was in full retreat, launching the most fatal attack before she could react.

Perhaps, it was to create the illusion that he would withstand the attack head-on that Shane had charged forward earlier, withstanding the Death Qi until he seized the opportunity to use Instant Movement, catching Moro completely off-guard.

Thus, Moro's head was chopped off.

Yes.

Shane had chopped off Moro's head.

However, observing the severed head of Moro, Shane raised an eyebrow, showing not a hint of joy, but rather sidestepping swiftly.

"Poof!"

Almost simultaneously, Moro's beheaded body came to life, her delicate hands transforming into sharp claws, slashing at Shane.

This claw swiped barely past Shane's side and broke through the air, making the atmosphere crack.

"Poof!"

Seeing that Moro's strike had missed, Shane was relentless and slashed again, severing the hand that Moro was using to attack him.

Moro's body trembled continuously as if struck by lightning.

Just as Shane was about to make a decisive strike and chop Moro in half, several streams of Dragon Breath bombarded him.

Shane was hit by the Dragon Breath, and his luminescence sizzled, burning off and dimming slightly.

"Tsk..."

Shane clicked his tongue, forced to halt his actions.

Faced with Dragon Breath that could break through all defenses, even Shane, who possessed the Divine Skill of Inner Destiny, dared not indulge too long in the bath of Dragon's Breath.

Shane could only use Instant Teleportation to escape from the scorching Dragon Breath.

At this moment, Moro's head and severed hand flew back to her and reattached themselves to her body.

Death Qi surged into that body and within moments had perfectly reattached Moro's head and hand.

"That really hurt," muttered Moro, touching her neck absently, "Is this the power of the Holy Sword?"

Although Shane had not yet unsealed the Holy Sword, its remaining power after the Triple Sealing was still incomparably sharp.

At least, ordinary weapons absolutely could not harm Moro, who possessed a Great Spirit Body.

Only the Holy Sword of the Hero could, just like slicing through vegetables, effortlessly sever the head and arm of Moro, imbued with a Great Spirit Body, right?

But this clearly enraged Moro.

"How dare you harm my body with that filthy sword, I will make you pay!"

Moro, shouting thus, did not attack Shane but gathered a vast amount of Death Qi and blasted it towards the ceiling.

"Bang——!!!"

The ceiling of the Royal Hall was immediately shattered.

...

In this moment, everyone in the Imperial Palace who was in the midst of battle heard that thunderous noise.

That sound overwhelming the Royal Hall, piercing through the skies.

The Royal Hall collapsed under the gaze of all, unleashing a vast amount of Death Qi.

Moro emerged from the Death Qi and ascended into the sky.

"Ooo..."

"Ah..."

In the ruins of the Royal Hall, members of the Broken Blade Knights, female knights who were caught in the disaster, lay on the ground, groaning continuously.

Those corpses transformed into undead beings were buried under the rubble, seemingly unable to move at all.

"Cough cough..."

Cappelen pushed away a piece of rubble covering him, half-kneeling on the ground, coughing incessantly from his widespread injuries.

"Grunt..."

Tielle, not far from Cappelen, had her black robe shredded, and her mask on her face cracked, seeming like it could shatter at any moment.

They appeared utterly disheveled but undoubtedly were in much better condition than those undead beings.

Shane hovered in mid-air, surrounded by a glow, with Tielle and the others behind him.

Clearly, it was Shane who had blocked most of the impact, allowing Tielle and the others to escape unscathed.

"Gaaaaaa——!"

Eleven Demon Infants shifted between corporeal and incorporeal states, seemingly relying on this unique ability to avoid all damage.

They surrounded Shane, seemingly unwilling to let Shane interfere with Moro.

Little did they know, Shane was not focusing on them at all; his gaze followed Moro as she ascended, feeling an increasing sense of ominous foreboding.

"No!"

Intuition told Shane that it was best to act now.

Thus, he used Instant Movement to easily break free from the ring of Demon Infants and charged towards Moro.

"Gaaaaaa——!"

The Demon Infants, immediately provoked, prepared to launch a Dragon Breath attack.

But, a larger Dragon Breath descended from the sky, halting their attack.

"Roar——!!!"

Amidst the dragon's roar, a massive black dragon dove from the horizon, landing before the Demon Infants, roaring fiercely.

You Lin, entering the scene.