The Devil Does Not Need to Be Defeated

Chapter 548: The Descent of the Evil God

Elven Homeland, Queen’s Palace.

Sophie, sitting on her throne, suddenly felt a pang of unease.

“What… what’s happening?”

Sophie was startled and came back to her senses.

After returning from the Temple of the Goddess of Nature, Sophie had been sitting on her throne, lost in thought.

She didn’t even know how long she had been sitting there, or what she had been thinking about, simply spacing out, which worried Leia and Nia, who hadn’t left her side.

Now, Sophie was jolted awake by a sudden feeling of unease.

“Your Majesty?”

“Are you alright?”

Leia and Nia looked at Sophie with concern.

Sophie, however, no longer had the attention to spare for them.

Following her intuition, Sophie closed her eyes, connected to the Queen’s Palace, extended her consciousness, and sensed the situation in the Elven Homeland.

The next moment, as if sensing something, Sophie’s expression changed drastically, and she stood up.

“What… what is she planning to do…!?”

Sophie exclaimed.

Leia and Nia, startled by Sophie’s reaction, had never seen her so agitated.

What was going on?

What had happened?

What was it this time?

Why were so many shocking things happening one after another in just two days?

Leia and Nia’s minds went blank, and they were confused.

And if they were confused, Sophie was even more so.

“No! I have to stop her!”

Sophie gritted her teeth and hurriedly got off her throne again.

Since Shien’s arrival in the Elven Homeland, the number of times Sophie had hurriedly left her throne had increased significantly.

But none of those situations were as serious as this one.

Sophie was completely panicked, not even having the time to say anything to Leia and Nia, her body flashing with an emerald green light as she dashed outside.

“Your Majesty!”

“Your Majesty!”

Leia and Nia exclaimed, then quickly reacted, one summoning swirling leaves, the other scattering flower petals, as they chased after Sophie, rushing out of the Queen’s Palace.

The three legendary archmages of the Elven Race emerged from the Queen’s Palace one after another.

Sophie was the first to stop.

She looked up at the sky.

There, a small figure was slowly rising into the air.

“Boom!”

The sky rumbled.

The earth rumbled.

An endless stream of evil aura surged from the figure, like a black vortex, swirling around her.

Soon, twelve pitch-black wings unfolded from the small figure’s back.

The strongest evil god had descended upon this world.

…

Boundless rage transformed into a tangible evil aura, continuously erupting from her.

Consumed by this boundless rage, the little evil god felt like she was about to lose control.

That was something she had always longed for.

As the goddess who governed darkness and chaos, the little evil god wasn’t allowed to have rationality, only able to follow her instincts, constantly rampaging in an uncontrolled state.

This was her nature.

This was her fate.

Unavoidable and inevitable.

Since she was the ruler of chaos, she naturally couldn’t have rationality.

If this situation hadn’t changed, then Lilith wouldn’t have been allowed to freely roam this world, either sealed forever or eliminated.

But because of a human, a seemingly insignificant human, this fate had changed.

Thanks to him, she had complete control over her power.

Thanks to him, she had successfully returned to herself, becoming the strongest evil god.

In the eyes of Lilith, whose rationality hadn’t fully developed and was even somewhat distorted, he was her everything.

Therefore, she entrusted her [True Mark] to him, vowing to share his fate.

And the days she spent with him were undoubtedly the happiest in the past ten thousand years.

Lilith had truly experienced “happiness.”

Lilith wanted this happiness to last.

But why?

Why were there always people who wanted to bully him?

Those inexplicable nobles wanted to bully him.

Those inexplicable elves wanted to bully him.

Those inexplicable members of the Old Demon Faction wanted to bully him.

Now, there was another inexplicable person, not only wanting to bully him, but also angering him.

Lilith had never seen him so angry.

That rage, which even touched and startled her [True Mark], made Lilith, the moment she understood what had happened, feel the same anger surge within her.

She didn’t know who wanted to bully him.

She also didn’t know what had happened while he was away from her.

She only knew one thing.

That was, anyone who tried to bully him had to—die.

“Boom!”

Evil aura erupted from Lilith like a storm.

Carrying this evil aura, with twelve black wings on her back, Lilith soared into the sky, instantly passing through the Elven Homeland’s barrier.

The one who sent Lilith outside the barrier was Millu.

This truly innocent Ghost Demon simply beckoned, not even touching Lilith, and Lilith, like an ethereal being, passed through the barrier.

Lilith soared into the sky.

“Rumble…”

Above the Tegor Forest, the clear sky suddenly turned stormy, dark clouds gathering.

The little goddess with twelve black wings disappeared into the swirling vortex of dark clouds.

The next moment, from the empty center of the vortex, evil aura cascaded down like an avalanche.

It was a spectacular sight, as if a black waterfall had appeared in the sky, the water tumbling down, incredibly terrifying.

Then, the evil aura struck the Elven Homeland’s barrier, flowing outwards along its edges like a black torrent.

Then, it flowed towards the entire Tegor Forest.

…

“Screech!”

“Awoo!”

“Groan!”

At this moment, countless monsters in the Tegor Forest roared, restless, as if sensing something, becoming uneasy and anxious.

Some monsters, seemingly sensing danger, fled in terror.

Others went berserk, rampaging through the forest.

Especially the legendary monsters, their eyes filled with terror, like dinosaurs facing a natural disaster, fleeing towards the edge of the Tegor Forest in extreme fear.

Unfortunately, it was too late.

“Rumble…!”

A black torrent of evil aura, like an avalanche, suddenly surged forward, gradually engulfing the forest.

It was a scene from a nightmare.

From above the Tegor Forest, from the empty center of the swirling vortex of dark clouds, the evil aura continuously cascaded down like a giant waterfall, flowing outwards along the Elven Homeland’s barrier, like black smoke devouring the forest, gradually engulfing it.

The fleeing monsters couldn’t outrun the avalanche-like surge of evil aura and were soon enveloped by it, disappearing.

Of course, they only disappeared from sight, still existing within the black evil aura.

But, engulfed by the evil aura, they instantly lost their minds amidst their howls.

“Screech—!”

“Awoo—!”

“Groan—!”

With increasingly ferocious roars, countless monsters in the Tegor Forest, their eyes bloodshot, were driven completely mad.

Normally, in this frenzied state, they would immediately start fighting amongst themselves, turning the forest into a living hell.

Fortunately, this time, the strongest evil god didn’t need them to go berserk, nor did she need to turn this place into hell.

Unlike ten thousand years ago, the current evil god had a clear will.

Therefore, she only gave these newly crazed monsters one order.

That was, to find a wicked woman.

They only needed to attack this woman. That was enough.

The monsters received this will.

And in the Tegor Forest, all the crazed monsters began to rampage.

…

At this moment, Machi didn’t know that she was in grave danger.

She was on a remote cliff in the Tegor Forest, wearing a black robe, barefoot, skipping and singing.

“After being bored for so long, I’ve finally found something fun to do.”

Machi was in a good mood.

Finding a worthy plaything made her feel like her life was full of light.

This was a long-awaited joy, a long-awaited entertainment, something to be savored.

Machi had already made up her mind.

“After the arrangements here are complete, I’ll go find that elf named Melika, control her with Mental Magic, brainwash her into my slave, and then go find that Earl Buztout.”

Machi was excited.

“I can also transform into that elf, approach that man, and then, right before his eyes, stab his fiancée, that Kingdom’s treasure, in the heart.”

What kind of expression would that man show then?

Grief?

Despair?

Just thinking about it was exciting!

“I can hardly wait.”

Machi’s face flushed with excitement.

Just then…

“…!”

Machi suddenly stopped and abruptly turned around, looking behind her.

Then, Machi’s pupils constricted.

“Rumble…!”

A black torrent of evil aura, like an avalanche, surged towards her, devouring the forest and sweeping towards the cliff.

Machi’s expression changed drastically, as if facing a black tsunami.

“[Black Curtain]!”

Without hesitation, Machi raised her staff and chanted a spell.

The torrent of evil aura engulfed her, along with the cliff.