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Ye Chuan and Kalisia temporarily settled into the courtyard arranged by the Church.
Perhaps due to Ye Chuan's status, the Pope brought over almost all the best things the Church had to offer. Exquisite meals, rare magical materials, and magical manuscripts treasured by past Popes—as long as Ye Chuan asked, they were given without a moment's hesitation.
However, Ye Chuan had absolutely no interest in such ostentatious displays.
He was, however, getting a little annoyed by Kalisia's constant clinging. After all, the little girl was like a small tail, following Ye Chuan no matter what he wanted to do.
"Hmm..."
"Kalisia, I have official business to attend to. Why don't you go find the Pope?" Ye Chuan said to her.
Kalisia immediately replied, "I can help!"
"No, no need. You can't help with my matters."
"Well... alright."
Following Ye Chuan's instructions, Kalisia was called away by the Pope, who said he was taking her to the Church's library to see the manuscripts left behind by the first-generation Holy Maiden, Elara.
Ye Chuan, meanwhile, slipped out to take a casual stroll around Vanta City.
Vanta City was exceptionally bustling in the early morning. The air was filled with the aroma of freshly baked whole wheat bread and honey. The entrances of flower shops were lined with blooming roses and lilies of the valley, painting a picture of peace and tranquility.
Compared to the hell-on-earth ranches outside, this place was simply another world.
Walking down the street and taking in the sights, Ye Chuan couldn't help but smack his lips.
He wandered around for a good while, passing by magic item shops, knight equipment stores, and even souvenir shops selling statues of the Goddess of Light. But no matter where he roamed, he always felt like something was missing.
He casually stopped a middle-aged woman carrying a vegetable basket and asked with a smile, "Excuse me, ma'am, is there a Succubus Parlor in this city?"
The woman froze for a moment, looking Ye Chuan up and down with a strange expression. "A Succubus Parlor? What's that? Is it a shop that sells demon specialties? We only have the Church of the Goddess of Light here. We don't have any Succubus Parlor like you mentioned."
After speaking, she took two steps back warily and muttered under her breath, "So young, yet asking about such weird things. He couldn't be a demon spy, could he..."
Ye Chuan: "..."
He touched his nose and awkwardly waved his hand. "Never mind, ma'am, I was just asking."
Watching the woman's retreating back as she hurried away, Ye Chuan couldn't help but sigh.
He hadn't expected there to be no such thing as a Succubus Parlor here.
It wasn't that he was craving the services of a Succubus Parlor; rather, if there wasn't one, wouldn't that mean his mission couldn't be completed?
Just as Ye Chuan was feeling thoroughly bored, he seemed to sense something and slightly raised his head.
The originally clear sky was instantly shrouded in dark purple demonic aura. The warm sunlight was completely blotted out, plunging the entire Vanta City into darkness.
Ye Chuan raised an eyebrow.
Demons?
Above the Holy City, three figures appeared out of thin air. Terrifying demonic aura swirled around them, pressing down on the hearts of all the residents like three massive mountains.
They were none other than three Demon Lords.
"Hahahaha! Gregory, you old fossil! Come out and die!"
Cullen's arrogant laughter echoed over Vanta City, shattering the glass of countless houses.
"I am Cullen, the Space Demon Lord! By the order of His Majesty the Demon King, I will flatten the Holy Mountain today and take your head! If you know what's good for you, open the city gates and surrender obediently, and I might just leave your corpses intact!
"Otherwise, I will throw everyone in this city into the abyss to feed the magical beasts!"
As his voice faded, he abruptly raised the Realm-Piercing Spike in his hand, pouring all of his magic power into it without reservation.
The pitch-black Realm-Piercing Spike instantly erupted with a blinding black light. Countless evil runes flowed rapidly across its surface. A terrifying power capable of tearing through space gathered at its tip as he viciously stabbed down at the dark gold barrier below!
"Break!"
Cullen roared, and the Realm-Piercing Spike slammed hard against the barrier!
The expected shattering of the barrier and earth-shattering tremors did not occur.
"Ding—"
A crisp, light sound, like metal clashing, rang out.
The Realm-Piercing Spike struck the dark gold barrier solidly, yet it failed to stir up even a single ripple.
The Demon King's supreme treasure, claimed to be able to break through any rule-level defense, was like a normal iron needle hitting an indestructible diamond—it didn't budge an inch.
The ferocious smile on Cullen's face instantly froze.
He stood stunned for a few seconds before stubbornly channeling all his magic power again and stabbing down fiercely once more.
"Ding! Ding! Ding!"
Three crisp sounds echoed in succession. The barrier remained completely intact, without even a single scratch left behind.
"How is this possible?!" Cullen cried out, his face written with disbelief. "This is impossible! The Realm-Piercing Spike is a supreme treasure bestowed personally by His Majesty the Demon King. How could it fail to break a measly Holy Mountain barrier?!"
Beside him, Morgana also frowned, a flash of confusion passing through her cloudy eyes. "Something isn't right. This is not Gregory's Light Barrier.
This power... it isn't light magic. It's a much more terrifying power."
Cronus also raised his head, his youthful face revealing a solemn expression for the first time. "This barrier contains the power of chaos. That old fossil Gregory couldn't possibly possess this kind of power."
The three Demon Lords felt a bit bewildered.
How had the barrier's power changed?
Could it be because the Hero had appeared?
Impossible.
With the existence of the ranches, it was impossible for a Hero to appear.
Just as the three Demon Lords were looking at each other in utter confusion, a ray of light beamed from the peak of the Holy Mountain.
"Demons, Demon Lords! What do you take life for?"
The Pope, Gregory, clad in pure white papal robes and wielding his scepter, transformed into a streak of golden light and instantly appeared above the barrier.
He glared at the three Demon Lords in the sky, his face full of fury, as the tier-ten light magic around him erupted without holding anything back.
The Pope raised his scepter high and shouted sternly at the three Demon Lords in the sky, "Divine Punishment of Light!"
Countless bolts of golden lightning crashed down from the clouds, roaring toward the three Demon Lords!
"Not good!"
Cullen's expression changed, and he hastily waved his hand to condense a spatial barrier in front of him.
The golden lightning struck the spatial barrier with a deafening boom. The barrier was instantly covered in cracks, and the shockwave forced Cullen to stumble back several steps.
Meanwhile, down below in Vanta City, everything had fallen into complete chaos.
The residents who had been leisurely strolling the streets were now screaming and fleeing in all directions. The cries of children, the shouts of adults, and the sound of shattering glass intertwined.
Shops along the streets hastily closed their doors. Holy Knights, wielding longswords, quickly assembled to maintain order, shielding the civilians behind them as they looked up warily at the demons in the sky.
In an instant, the entire Holy City transformed from a peaceful paradise into a tense battlefield.
Surprisingly, however, the demons living within the city began to secretly cause destruction, completely dropping their previously friendly facades.
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