The Devil Does Not Need to Be Defeated

Chapter 765: [Moon]

Moon Demon Territory, Central City.

Deep beneath Central City, ten thousand meters underground, was a space resembling a subterranean cavern, filled with sharp stalactites and the echoing drips of water, clearly audible in the silent depths.

In the center of this cavern-like space stood a single ice pillar.

Inside, Gorud’s figure was clearly visible.

This was where Hartley imprisoned him.

Gorud was frozen here, unconscious.

Logically, no one should be able to reach this place, ten thousand meters underground.

But a figure silently appeared.

It was a woman with a cold and beautiful face, a gentle aura like a fairy descending from the moon, but her eyes were chilling, a dangerous glint within them.

Looking at the frozen Gorud, the woman snorted coldly.

“Trash,” she said, extending a hand and placing it on the ice pillar.

“Tsss…!” The white mist and cold air around the ice pillar fluctuated, crawling up her arm.

Hartley’s ice wasn’t something to be touched casually. This extreme cold, capable of freezing even spacetime, would instantly turn anyone into an ice sculpture.

However, the woman ignored the cold. A soft, moonlight-like glow emanated from her hand, intertwining with the cold air crawling up her arm. In an instant, moonlight and cold air neutralized each other. The moonlight actually dispelled the time-freezing cold.

The woman then channeled the moonlight onto the ice pillar.

But after a while, she frowned.

“As expected, the ice created by that woman can’t be dispelled so easily.”

Although it wasn’t the terrifying, uncontrolled freezing power of the Ice Woman Clan, that woman, like herself, was a Limit Level being, and the ice she created wasn’t easy to dispel, even for her.

Unless…

“Disregarding the life of the one inside…?”

Just like the Demon Lords, who didn’t dare act rashly for fear of harming the frozen Ice Woman Clan members, if this woman wanted to dispel this extreme cold, she could, but not without risking the life of the one inside.

Therefore…

“You’re gone.”

Without hesitation, the woman intensified the moonlight, completely enveloping the ice pillar.

“Bang!” In the next second, the ice pillar shattered, turning into ice dust.

And along with it, the frozen Gorud was also shattered.

A top-tier Legendary expert, a former executive of the Poison Demon, was thus erased.

The woman withdrew her hand, as if having finished an unpleasant task.

Just then…

“That was your Apostle. Isn’t it a waste to discard him so casually?”

A gentle and refined voice came from behind her, making her freeze and turn around coldly.

In the next second, she saw a demon man sitting on a rock, surrounded by cloaked Magic Fighters.

It was Danas.

The woman looked at him coldly.

“Do you have any right to say that to me?” she asked, her tone icy, “Wasn’t that Demon Spirit in the Tegor Forest, who acted so recklessly, also your Apostle? And yet you abandoned her.”

“That’s a false accusation,” Danas said, spreading his hands innocently, “She was eliminated by that Hero because she was too reckless, not because I killed her.”

Even if you didn’t kill her personally, you still abandoned her. You were there, why didn’t you save her?

The woman wanted to say this, but held back. She knew that without concrete evidence, she couldn’t do anything to this scheming man. No matter how she accused him or pointed out his suspicious behavior, he would just brush it off with an innocent smile. That’s why she disliked him and had always been wary of him, not trusting him at all, even though he was that person’s son.

“It’s not up to you to tell me what to do,” she said, her voice turning colder, “To prevent the Original Demon’s secrets from being leaked, sacrificing an Apostle is a small price to pay.”

“Is that so?” Danas asked, his expression turning meaningful.

“Are you sure you’re worried about the Original Demon’s secrets being leaked, not your own?”

“…What do you mean?” the woman asked after a moment of silence.

“You know what I mean,” Danas said, still smiling as he looked at her.

Then, he continued slowly,

“If your older sister knew that you had escaped and even joined the Original Demon, becoming one of their Apostles, her expression would be quite interesting, wouldn’t it?”

“Am I right?”

“Miss Aiya Gelin?”

These words changed the atmosphere in the underground space. The temperature plummeted, the entire space instantly covered by an unimaginably low temperature, a cold capable of instantly shattering everything.

“Boom!” Under this extreme cold, the entire underground space instantly crumbled, turning into dust.

…

“Bang!”

In a remote area outside Central City, a figure, protected by several cloaked Magic Fighters, emerged from the ground amidst a surge of magic power.

“Swoosh!” A beam of moonlight also erupted from the ground, instantly lowering the temperature of the surroundings.

“My, that was scary,” Danas said, patting his chest and feigning fear, surrounded by his Magic Fighters.

And within the chilling moonlight, the cold and beautiful woman also appeared.

“Do you really think I wouldn’t dare to kill you, Danas?” she asked, her eyes filled with killing intent she hadn’t shown before.

Bathed in her killing intent, Danas felt the space around him freeze, making him uncomfortable. Fortunately, his Magic Fighters protected him, their magic power creating a barrier.

Despite the tightness in his chest, Danas’s smile didn’t falter.

“As expected of the woman who survived that experiment, not only reaching Limit Level, but also evolving [Ice Prison] to such a terrifying degree,” he said, ignoring her killing intent.

“However, my dear Ice Woman, I heard that your clan is naturally indifferent, rarely caring about anything, even their own lives. And yet, just mentioning your sister made you lose control. This doesn’t seem like your clan’s style, does it?”

Danas, with his gentle and refined demeanor, continued to provoke her.

Aiya Gelin wanted to kill this pretentious young master, but his words stung her.

“…I’ve long forgotten about that woman,” she said in a low voice, suppressing her emotions.

“Really?” Danas asked with a smirk, “Then you becoming so agitated for someone you’ve already forgotten shows that you’re more human than I thought, our esteemed Moon Apostle.”

Aiya Gelin fell silent, the crushing moonlight around her receding, the chilling temperature gradually rising, and the frozen space returning to normal. She looked coldly at Danas and said,

“Don’t let me catch you off guard, or I will kill you.”

Saying this, she vanished.

Danas watched her leave, the smile on his face fading, replaced by a hint of apprehension.

“That woman is truly terrifying,” he murmured.

A girl’s voice came from behind him.

“Is that the Ice Woman Clan?” she asked with a sigh, “No wonder they could turn the tide of battle a thousand years ago. The ability to freeze even spacetime is truly astonishing.”

“Indeed,” Danas agreed readily, “Moreover, that woman’s ability has evolved, not just freezing spacetime, but also shattering and destroying it. Even her sister would be no match for her.”

“I’m curious, what kind of experiment did she go through to become so powerful?” the girl asked.

“Don’t even ask,” Danas said, smiling, “Trust me, you don’t want to know. Although not as profound as your Greater Spirit of Death ritual, it was far more cruel.”

“Alright, I won’t ask then,” the girl readily gave up, then said, “You better not provoke such a powerful woman. With those puppets of yours who only have power but no Unique Skills, you’re no match for her.”

“I know,” Danas said calmly, “But I have you, don’t I?”

“Oh?” The girl seemed to raise an eyebrow, “You want me to take action?”

“Depending on the situation, I might need your help,” Danas didn’t deny it, “That woman has always been suspicious and wary of me, even secretly investigating me. Sooner or later, I might have to kill her.”

His plans couldn’t be exposed, at least not yet.

“Understood. If necessary, I will act,” the girl agreed casually.

“Thank you,” Danas nodded, also smiling casually.

Chapter 766: Are More Villains Plotting Against Me…?

Somewhere in the Human Realm, within a fragrant and luxurious mansion, a young lady taking tea suddenly paused and looked up.

“Milady?” Her maid, identical in appearance but dressed in a maid uniform, holding a teapot and ready to pour tea, asked, slightly puzzled.

The young lady, ignoring her maid, continued to look out the window, as if observing something.

After a while, she gently put down her teacup and, with a strange tone, said to her maid,

“It seems that ‘experimental subject’ who took my power has appeared.”

These simple words made the maid pause mid-pour. She understood their meaning.

After a long silence, the maid asked, “Are you sure?”

“Probably,” the young lady replied indifferently, “Although the feeling is faint, perhaps due to some emotional fluctuation, they couldn’t conceal their power fluctuations as well as before, and I sensed it.”

If that were the case, then it was almost certain.

“Then what do you plan to do, milady?” the maid asked softly.

“Me?” The young lady’s eyes flickered, then she suddenly smiled, “I won’t do anything.”

The maid was slightly startled.

“Don’t worry,” the young lady said, seeing her reaction, “I have a feeling they will come to me sooner or later.”

If that were the case, she didn’t need to do anything, just wait here.

Of course, if this premonition was correct, the implications would be significant.

“The three-race meeting will be held in the Mitra Kingdom’s Royal Capital in a month, and I have a feeling they will come to me,” the young lady said casually, “It seems the meeting in a month won’t be peaceful.”

Besides that, she couldn’t think of any other reason for those lunatics to come here.

“Your Hero might be involved,” she said, a hint of annoyance in her voice.

The maid didn’t reply, silently pouring tea for her mistress.

Seeing her reaction, the young lady’s smile faded. She knew her maid was worried, worried that after she regained her power, things might become uncontrollable. After all, if she regained that power, she would become the true Demon King Prototype. And with her maid, who looked like her twin, two Demon King Prototypes together might cause something to happen.

But she had to reclaim that power. If it remained in their hands, the Old Demon Faction would definitely use it, creating more “experimental subjects” and causing more misfortune. That was her power. Although she obtained it from the Demon King, it was better for her to keep it than to let it fall into the hands of the Old Demon Faction.

“One month… the three-race meeting…” The young lady—Leisha—continued to look out the window.

“…” Lasha watched silently.

…

At the same time, Aiya Gelin appeared in another corner of the Demon Realm, her head lowered as she was reprimanded by a cold voice.

“I told you not to use that power excessively unless necessary. It seems you didn’t listen, Aiya Gelin.”

Aiya Gelin lowered her head even further, neither refuting nor pleading, as if she wouldn’t even blink if her head were cut off.

This made the voice soften slightly, but its tone remained merciless.

“Remember, without my orders, you are not to engage in combat. Otherwise, I will take back the power I bestowed upon you and create a more obedient Apostle.”

Leaving these words, the other party seemed to disappear.

Aiya Gelin didn’t raise her head immediately, remaining in that posture for a full ten minutes before looking up.

“The power bestowed upon me…?” she murmured self-deprecatingly.

“If I could, I’d rather not have this so-called power.”

Unfortunately, both in the past and now, she seemed to be plagued by power. Whether her former power or her current power, they only brought her misfortune.

Two powers, one from her bloodline, the other from a legend.

And neither was easily controlled by her.

“If I were as strong as my sister, could I completely control these powers?”

“But I’m already stronger than my sister…”

Her lonely lament echoed under the moonlit night.

…

Moon Demon Territory, Central City.

In a remote area outside the city, a small settlement appeared at some point.

Within the settlement, the Ice Woman Clan members had awakened, gathered around Hartley, listening to her instructions.

“From today onwards, this is your temporary residence,” Hartley said, her tone as indifferent as if she weren’t speaking to her own clansmen.

“This place is remote, and under Lady Sara’s orders, no unauthorized personnel will come here. You won’t be disturbed.”

“You can rest here, recuperate, and slowly recover.”

“You’ve been asleep for too long, at least a thousand years.”

“A thousand years of being frozen, coupled with the uncontrolled outburst before that, has greatly weakened your bodies.”

“Therefore, for your safety, and to give you a place to recover, Lady Sara assigned this place to us.”

“Remember, recover well, so you can continue to serve Lady Sara.”

Hartley gave her instructions one by one.

The Ice Woman Clan members listened quietly, neither responding nor objecting, their expressions as cold and indifferent as Hartley’s, as if they didn’t care about their future, not even happy about waking up, simply accepting their fate.

This scene made Yulin, who had been eager to meet them after hearing about their strength, suddenly lose interest.

“Do these women never express their emotions?” she asked, displeased.

“Mm-hmm!” Lilith nodded, seemingly agreeing, although she probably didn’t understand what Yulin was complaining about.

“So this is the Ice Woman Clan,” Shien said, holding Lilith’s hand and clicking his tongue inwardly.

The Ice Woman Clan was truly indifferent, their apparent lack of concern for their own lives and futures making Shien understand why Shafney found them boring. They were like heartless puppets, indifferent to everything. Such a personality, no matter how powerful, was only chilling.

However…

“No one is happier about their return than big sister,” Shafney said with a smile, “With this, the Demon Race’s strength has increased another level. No matter how chaotic the future becomes, this is a great reassurance.”

Airi, holding her pillow, also nodded.

“A thousand years ago, the Ice Woman Clan’s performance on the battlefield was exceptional. Their self-sacrificing outbursts caused heavy casualties among the God Race and the Human Race. If they learn about their return, they’ll definitely reassess their attitude towards the Demon Race.”

Having witnessed the Ice Woman Clan’s contributions over the years, Airi knew that strategically, they were even more valuable than the Dragon Race. The power of [Ice Prison] was simply too dangerous, making every Ice Woman Clan member a ticking time bomb, a bomb that even Transcendent Level beings found troublesome. With them, the Demon Race was like having nuclear weapons as deterrence, and Sara, their strategist, could probably devise countless tactics using them. Moreover, they were loyal, wouldn’t betray, and were willing to sacrifice themselves. For a leader, such subordinates were ideal.

Of course…

“It’s peacetime now, can you stop talking about war all the time?” Shien rolled his eyes.

“Are you one to talk?” Airi glanced at him, “I haven’t even heard your explanation yet. Sneaking out in the middle of the night and returning with your face covered in lip prints, what happened?”

“So I told you,” Shien said impatiently, “I was helping someone. Can you stop thinking I was out having fun?”

“Little Airi is blaming you for not telling her, not waking her up,” Shafney chuckled, covering her mouth, “Of course, she’s more likely jealous of me.”

After all, Shien went out with Shafney in the middle of the night, not Airi. This was naturally a reason for her to be displeased.

Airi, of course, wouldn’t admit it.

“Who’s jealous?” she retorted.

Unfortunately, no one paid attention to her.

Only Graty and Beauty, looking at the powerful Ice Woman Clan members, felt a surge of unease.

“I didn’t expect them to return.”

“Now, our Dragon Race’s position is in danger again.”

The two founders of the Dragon Race felt immense pressure. The Ice Woman Clan’s power had always threatened their dominance. If not for their small numbers, the title of strongest race in the Demon Realm might not belong to the Dragon Race. Now, with the Ice Woman Clan’s return, it was impossible for Graty and Beauty not to feel pressured.

As expected…

“We need to make the Dragon Race stronger,” they thought, their gazes turning towards a certain someone.

“Hiss~~~” Shien shivered, a chill running down his spine.

Are there more villains plotting against me…?