Just a Small Scene

The very next second, the Duke of Storms felt his knees give way and dropped straight down to one knee right in front of Ye Chuan!

His heavy armor crashed against the stone floor with a dull thud. His tall frame could not stop trembling slightly, and he did not even dare to lift his head. His voice was filled with extreme awe and terror:

"Your... Your Excellency, a Grand Magus above the Tenth-Tier Sanctuary! I was blind to have offended Your Excellency! I beg for your forgiveness!"

In his forty-odd years of life, the highest-tier magus he had ever seen was merely an Eighth-Tier Cardinal of the Church.

Even the universally recognized strongest person on the continent, the Radiant Pope, was only at the Ninth-Tier Sanctuary realm.

A Tenth-Tier Magus was a mythological existence that only existed in ancient legends, someone capable of tearing the continent apart with their bare hands and altering reality with a single word!

Such a figure was someone that not just a minor Duke of Storms like him, but even the entire Radiant Theocracy could not afford to offend!

If the other party wished it, with just a single thought, the entire Storm Territory would be reduced to ashes in an instant. Even the defensive barrier would not last a fraction of a second.

Magic circuits did not lie. He could feel that absolute magic power, as deep and unfathomable as the abyss.

"Father!" Kalisia cried out in alarm, completely stunned.

She stared blankly at the ten magic circuits swirling with brilliant golden light around Ye Chuan, seemingly unable to comprehend it at all.

She was just a junior magus. In her understanding, a Fifth-Tier Grand Magus was already a peak powerhouse.

Her father, a Seventh-Tier Grand Knight and Grand Magus, was like an insurmountable mountain in her eyes.

But now, her father, who she viewed as a towering mountain, had directly fallen to his knees before this young man who had saved her?

Tenth-Tier?

What kind of concept was that?

That was an existence from legends!

Something recorded in myths that could never be seen in reality!

She had actually been saved by such a legendary mighty figure, was carried by him as they flew for thousands of miles, and even had her cheeks pinched by him?

Kalisia's cheeks instantly flushed crimson. Looking at Ye Chuan's back, the admiration in her eyes completely transformed into extreme shock and disbelief. She didn't even know where to put her hands and feet.

Looking at the Duke of Storms kneeling on one knee, Ye Chuan couldn't help but laugh out loud. With a casual wave of his hand, a gentle force lifted the Duke of Storms up.

"Don't be so nervous, it's not like I'm some man-eating monster." Ye Chuan waved his hand and leisurely sat back down in his chair. The ten magic circuits around him quietly retracted, their light entirely dissipating.

"I don't go around killing living beings indiscriminately, nor will I do anything to your Storm Territory. At most, I'll just give some ideological re-education to those with negative attitudes."

"Well, you know, they can be released once they actively reform."

Supported by that invisible force, the Duke of Storms stood up, his legs still feeling a bit weak. The awe in his eyes as he looked at Ye Chuan did not diminish in the slightest; instead, it grew even stronger.

Looking at Ye Chuan's excessively young face, a terrifying thought suddenly flashed through his mind.

Sissi Chynayega.

Wasn't this the name of the legendary Grand Magus from ancient times who left behind countless magical inheritances?!

Could it be... the person standing before him wasn't just someone with the same name?

Could it be that the ancient legend had reincarnated and returned after a thousand years?!

The Duke of Storms' heart pounded wildly, and his back was instantly drenched in cold sweat.

He opened his mouth, just about to ask, when the door to the quarantine room was violently smashed open.

A guard stumbled and crawled into the room, his face as pale as paper. "Lord Duke! Terrible news!! The demon army is attacking!!"

"What?!" The Duke of Storms' expression changed drastically. He instantly cast aside all his previous thoughts and asked sternly,

"How many?! From which direction?!"

"The West Gate! The sky and earth are completely covered with demons! There are at least ten thousand demon soldiers! And over a dozen mana catapults! There are even... even Demon Generals leading them!" The guard panted heavily, his voice trembling uncontrollably.

"They have already amassed outside the city! By the looks of it, they intend to take down the Storm Territory in one fell swoop!"

"Damn it!" The Duke of Storms cursed furiously. He immediately gripped the knight's sword at his waist, turned around, and rushed out the door.

He knew very well that ten thousand demon soldiers, accompanied by Demon Generals, was not the usual small-scale harassment. The demons were trying to completely annihilate the Storm Territory!

In the quarantine room, only Kalisia, who hadn't yet recovered from her shock, and a nonchalant Ye Chuan remained.

Kalisia finally snapped out of her shock over the Tenth-Tier Magus. She quickly ran to Ye Chuan's side and stammered,

"Your Excellency Sissi... are you, are you really a Tenth-Tier Grand Magus?"

Ye Chuan smiled and rubbed her pink twin-tails, not giving a direct answer.

"Let's go out and take a look first."

He didn't feel any ripples of emotion in his heart.

Let alone ten thousand demon soldiers, even if the Demon King himself came, in his eyes, they were nothing but ants he could casually crush to death.

Well...

That wasn't entirely accurate either. Anyway, the Demon King couldn't kill him either, so that was that.

Bringing a max-level account into the beginner village was just this unpretentious and dull.

Seeing his calm and breezy demeanor, Kalisia's heart instantly settled. She nodded forcefully and followed behind Ye Chuan, jogging quickly toward the city gates.

...

Atop the walls of the West Gate, everything was already in total chaos.

The Duke of Storms stood on the observation tower of the city wall, holding a crystal-inlaid magic telescope, looking out toward the outside of the city.

With just one glance, his face turned completely pale, and the hand holding the telescope couldn't stop shaking.

On the wasteland outside the city, a dense mass of demon soldiers spread out like a tide, stretching as far as the eye could see.

In the front row were heavily armored infantry, in the middle were demon cavalry riding hellish warhorses, and in the back row, shadow mages had already begun gathering magic.

Over a dozen mana catapults, towering tens of meters high, were slowly adjusting their angles, their muzzles aimed at the Storm Territory's defensive barrier.

And at the front of the demon formation, three figures draped in black cloaks, surrounded by thick abyssal demonic aura, hovered in mid-air. They were the Demon Generals of the demon race!

Every single one of them possessed strength at the Seventh-Tier or above!

In past harassments, there were at most hundreds or a thousand demon soldiers, and having just one Demon General present was enough to leave the Storm Territory battered and exhausted.

This time, three Demon Generals had actually come, along with ten thousand demon soldiers and specialized siege weaponry!

This wasn't harassment at all; they were aiming to succeed in one stroke and completely flatten the Storm Territory!

"Lord Duke! The barrier has finished charging!" a magus nearby shouted urgently.

The Duke of Storms had a dark expression.

Even at maximum capacity, the Storm Territory only had two thousand defending soldiers, and the only high-tier combatant was him, a Seventh-Tier Duke.

Facing three Seventh-Tier Demon Generals and ten thousand fearless demon soldiers, there was absolutely no chance of winning this battle.

Once the barrier broke, the only outcome for the Storm Territory would be the annihilation of the city.

Just as his heart sank to the very bottom, the sound of footsteps came from behind.

Ye Chuan led Kalisia up onto the city wall.

He glanced at the dense mass of demon soldiers outside the city, then looked at the pale-faced defending soldiers nearby. Raising an eyebrow, he casually remarked to the Duke of Storms:

"Lord Duke, surely such a small scene isn't enough to drain all the color from your face, is it?"