The Devil Does Not Need to Be Defeated

Chapter 858: A Grand Entrance onto the World Stage

Lake Island, Hall of Glory.

At some point, the outer conference area of the Hall of Glory had become completely filled.

The leaders and experts from various factions throughout the human world sat with serious expressions. Aside from some negligible chatter, there wasn’t any other sound.

The closer it got to the start of the conference, the more serious these people became, even showing hints of nervousness and excitement.

For those from the mid-tier and lower-tier factions of the Human Race, today was also a special day.

Because the figures from the major powers, rarely seen on ordinary days, would all appear today, right before their eyes.

This alone was enough to excite many people.ca

Moreover, some had even come specifically to network.

For those from the mid-tier and lower-tier factions, establishing a connection with any of the major figures in the inner conference area would be a huge gain.

Under such circumstances, the participants of the inner conference area finally began to arrive, albeit fashionably late.

“The Emperor of the Ragna Empire has arrived!”

With someone’s shout, a slight commotion arose in the hall.

Harvis, accompanied by Rockto, Capeline, and Tilly, appeared at the entrance, walking towards the inner conference area while enjoying the attention of everyone present.

“Is that the new emperor of the Ragna Empire?”

“He’s so young.”

“So young, yet he has already inherited the throne, and he seems quite powerful as well. As expected of a descendant of Hero Ragna.”

“The one beside him is former Imperial Princess Capeline, who has established her own household, right?”

“The empire’s Valkyrie?”

“Then the sword at her waist is the rumored imitation Holy Sword?”

People discussed amongst themselves like this.

Clearly, as the leading military power among the human race, the Ragna Empire attracted considerable attention in various aspects.

Some faction leaders even started thinking about things that shouldn’t be considered at this occasion.

Such as, was Harvis married?

Such as, was Capeline married?

Should they find an opportunity to arrange a marriage, perhaps offering a prince or princess, and establish a connection with the Ragna Empire?

Many people seriously considered such questions.

But this was only the beginning.

“The King of Laraby has arrived!”

Misji, accompanied by Josef, entered the hall.

That’s right, it wasn’t Meldo who accompanied Misji, but Josef.

The reason for this was undoubtedly because the head of Laraby’s mage corps hadn’t recovered from his injuries, or perhaps he had simply been disheartened by Shafney’s curse and couldn’t appear.

Therefore, Misji could only request Josef to attend this conference as his guard.

Otherwise, it would be too embarrassing for the magical nation, ranked third among the human race, to not even have a single Legendary Level expert present.

After Misji, the leaders and experts of other major powers appeared one after another.

“It’s Chief Nobu of the Tiger-people tribe!”

“King Nats of the Dwarves has arrived too!”

“Pope Yuler of the temple has appeared!”

“Th-that’s Elven Queen Sophie!”

“And Saintess Elise of the beastmen!”

The crowd gradually became noisy.

The appearance of each important figure seemed to ignite the atmosphere, making the solemn hall become somewhat boisterous.

Especially when Sophie and Elise appeared, the atmosphere reached its peak.

There was no helping it. One was the Elven Queen, the other the beastmen Saintess, both exceptionally beautiful and extraordinary, it was impossible for them not to ignite the atmosphere.

Elise was still relatively low-key, accompanied only by Oz and Maeve.

Sophie, however, brought Leia and Nia with her. Three exceptionally beautiful elves, coupled with their titles as the only remaining members of the Thirteen Heroes, elicited a brief cheer from the hall.

Under everyone’s gaze, the leaders and experts of these major powers ascended to the inner conference area, stepping up the stairs to the elevated platform.

Naturally, encounters were inevitable.

At this moment, the quality of the relationships between them was clearly revealed.

Harvis, for example, was chatting and laughing with Misji, seemingly on good terms, but their words carried a hint of probing.

Elise received greetings from the chiefs of the large beastmen tribes, subtly becoming the representative of the entire beastman race.

Sophie first greeted Elise, then was greeted by people from various factions vying for her attention. Only King Nats of the Dwarves snorted coldly from the side, his bearded face full of displeasure.

As for Yuler, he seemed to have recovered from the previous incident, now looking as benevolent as ever, constantly chatting with everyone, seemingly on good terms with everyone.

Especially with Elise.

This Pope seemed to already know that Elise was the blessed one of the Goddess of Life. Furthermore, Elise was the beastmen Saintess, leading the beastmen Priest Corps, and like him, she was a representative of the Divine Race, a priest. When talking to Elise, Yuler’s words carried more respect, showing his reverence for the Goddess of Life.

And Elise, the usually timid Saintess, seemed to have prepared well for today, putting on a holy and dignified demeanor, her words and actions full of authority, almost like a different person.

On the elevated platform of the inner conference area, the leaders of the major human factions, who rarely had the chance to meet, took this opportunity to chat and get acquainted.

This scene made the people in the outer conference area envious, wishing they could go up and greet them, make their presence known, and establish some connections with these top human factions.

Unfortunately, the inner conference area wasn’t accessible to people of their level.

They could only enviously watch the leaders of the major powers chatting on the platform, secretly planning to find an opportunity to join in after the conference ended.

Under such circumstances, the representatives of the Mitra Kingdom finally appeared.

Ancil, accompanied by Lia and Aldia, arrived quietly.

On the platform, the leaders of all the human factions involuntarily stood up.

“Your Majesty Ancil.”

“Your Majesty Ancil.”

“This is Princess Lia de Aldia, right?”

“Greetings, Your Highness.”

Many people saluted at this moment.

The reason was simple.

This was the Mitra Kingdom, and they were the rightful hosts, descendants of the Hero who defeated the Demon King a thousand years ago. Both logically and emotionally, they deserved respect.

Especially today’s conference, which held significant meaning.

A thousand years ago, it was Mitra who presided over the first Tripartite Conference.

A thousand years later, it was Mitra’s descendants who presided over the second Tripartite Conference.

And the venue for both conferences was here—the Mitra Kingdom.

Therefore, not only the major human factions, but even the Divine and Demon Races had to show some respect to the Mitra royal family at this occasion.

“Greetings, everyone.”

Ancil naturally wouldn’t put on airs, cheerfully returning the greetings.

“Lia de Aldia also greets everyone.”

Lia gave everyone a graceful curtsy.

Today was also the day Lia appeared on the world stage.

As the next heir to the throne of the Mitra Kingdom, she had to display her charisma and tell everyone in the world that Mitra had a new successor.

Because of this, Lucy didn’t appear with them.

Some people noticed this.

“Where is Second Princess Roselucia?”

Capeline had been paying attention to this and, seeing that Lucy didn’t appear with Ancil and Lia, immediately asked.

“My daughter still needs to welcome her fiancé and the goddesses of the Divine Race. She’s probably still busy.”

Ancil replied with a smile, his expression unchanged.

He naturally wouldn’t tell Capeline that the bigger reason why Lucy didn’t appear with them was to avoid overshadowing Lia.

There was no helping it; Lucy had too many dazzling qualities. If she appeared with Lia, everyone present would only focus on her and not on Lia.

This wasn’t beneficial for the kingdom’s succession.

If it gave others the impression that “Lucy is the most suitable heir to the throne,” it would become very troublesome.

Therefore, without needing Ancil’s instructions, Lucy had already decided not to appear with the Mitra royal family.

She would first welcome the goddesses of the Divine Race, then meet up with Shien and appear together with him on this most dazzling world stage.

Of course, while others could accept Ancil’s explanation, Capeline couldn’t.

The reason was simple.

“Why can she appear with that man, while I have to wait for her here?”

Capeline was dissatisfied.

She was a woman who aspired to surpass Lucy and even steal her man. Now that Lucy had made a “sneak attack,” she was naturally unhappy.

However, Capeline was very aware of the importance of today’s stage. As one of the representatives of the Ragna Empire, she absolutely couldn’t lose her composure.

Therefore, Capeline suppressed her displeasure and nodded to Ancil with a smile, indicating that she understood.

With the arrival of the Mitra Kingdom’s representatives, the leaders and experts of the major human factions were all present.

Only the Divine Race, the Demon Race, and the Hero of this conference remained.

These three parties were the most important figures of this conference.

Compared to them, the important figures of the human factions present weren’t really that significant.

After all, strictly speaking, the Human Race was still a vassal of the Divine Race, beings created by them.

And the Demon Race was a past enemy that even the Divine Race didn’t dare to underestimate, or even couldn’t defeat, capable of rivaling both the Divine and Human Races with their own strength alone.

As for the Hero, there was no need to mention it.

Currently, both the Divine and Demon Races were vying to win him over.

It could be said that the dialogue between these three parties would, to a certain extent, determine the future global structure.

Would peace be maintained? Or would the status quo be broken?

Everything depended on what happened next.

Just like that, at a certain moment, Ancil stood up.

“It’s about time.”

As the host and presider of this conference, Ancil announced this to everyone.

“Silence!”

His voice, amplified by magic power, spread throughout the hall, reaching everyone’s ears.

“—”

The hall immediately fell silent, so quiet that one could hear a pin drop.

“Open the canopy!”

Ancil nodded, then announced loudly once again.

All the faction leaders and experts present stood up and released their magic power towards the ceiling of the hall.

Streams of magic power converged, like a cyclone, landing on the ceiling.

“Clang—!”

The ceiling of the hall immediately shone with a dazzling light.

In the next second, the ceiling, like a curtain, slowly opened.

Brilliant sunlight shone in, converging into a beam that landed on the elevated platform of the inner conference area, illuminating it brightly.

Before long…

“Boom!”

With a roar of magic power, dozens of figures descended.

Leading them were the three goddesses—Lildas, Anima, and Nadue.

They appeared bathed in sunlight.

They descended radiating holy light.

Immense divine aura converged, filling the entire hall.

Seeing this, the leaders and experts of all the human factions knelt on one knee simultaneously.

“Greetings, Goddess Lildas!”

“Greetings, Goddess Anima!”

“Greetings, Goddess Nadue!”

“Greetings, our respected gods!”

Unified shouts, like prayers, echoed through the hall.

The goddesses looked down at this scene, all smiling as if looking at their grown-up children.

“Rise.”

Lildas, as the leader of the Divine Race, indisputably stepped forward at this moment, her voice reaching everyone.

“Today, we, like you, are just participants in this conference. Therefore, there’s no need for such formalities.”

Lildas declared this.

“Yes!”

Everyone responded in unison.

A moment later…

“Boom!”

The air trembled once again.

However, the magic power that appeared this time was even more spectacular and grand than when the goddesses descended.

But there were only six individuals who caused such a surge of magic power.

They weren’t goddesses, yet they surpassed goddesses.

They were breathtakingly beautiful, each seemingly competing in charm.

Moon Demon Sara.

Succubus Shafney.

Beast Demon Lid.

Poison Demon Kamina.

Ghost Demon Millu.

Dragon Demon Airi.

The six Demon Lords descended upon this world simultaneously.

Causing heaven and earth to tremble.

“Moon Demon, Succubus…”

Lildas looked at these two Demon Lords who were once her enemies.

“Dragon Demon…”

Anima and Nadue looked at Airi.

“It’s… it’s the Poison Demon!”

“She actually came!”

“Hmph!”

Urd, Verdandi, and Skuld glared at Kamina resentfully.

“Poison Demon…”

Artemis’s face darkened, her eyes flashing with hostility as she looked at Millu.

And Lid, perched on Millu’s head, received the gazes of the human representatives.

Among them, the gazes of Sophie, Leia, and Nia were the most wary.

There was no helping it.

A thousand years ago, it was this seemingly harmless little beast that almost flattened the entire battlefield, almost flattened the entire continent.

And at that time, the ones who fought against her were the Thirteen Heroes of the Human Race.

After a thousand years, the former opponents, enemies, nightmares, and symbols of despair had all arrived together.

Causing the atmosphere in the hall to take a sharp turn.