Torture the hero, why has the Demon King's castle collapsed again?

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Caught between the two, Tus stared blankly at Ota and then at Astrid, feeling as if the two were talking about...not the same thing.

"Your Highness, is this really alright? The royal gates of the kingdom, what does that mean..."

Approaching Ota, who had watched Astrid depart, Tus cautiously asked.

He stared at the prince's profile as he regained his composure, and noticed that his eyes were fixed on the direction where Astrid had disappeared.

“I know,” Ota said, his eyes fixed on her.

The position of Wang Fei ultimately exists only in idealistic imagination; no king who holds absolute power would allow such a position to exist for long.

The only reason a royal gate is allowed to exist is that the person holding it is incredibly close to the king... so close that they are inseparable, or that they are about to become that kind of relationship.

Tus hesitated, his words tumbling out. This was such a momentous national matter that he wanted to try and dissuade the other party, suggesting they wait until things calmed down before convening a meeting to make a decision.

Suddenly, a chilling gaze fell upon him.

"What, Tus, do you have a problem with that?"

Minister Tuss trembled and immediately changed his tune, saying, "No, no, I wholeheartedly support your decision!"

A familiar yet terrifying aura enveloped the king before him, and Tus dared not say another word.

He had a vague feeling that, after the matter of the scholars of Astrid—Your Highness, you are far more terrifying than when you turned evil…

Chapter 404 One Blade of Calamity

Demon City.

The demons' meeting was illuminated by a dim, flickering light.

"Sir!"

His jet-black wings unfurled in grief and indignation, the feathers drooping slightly dull, and Freer's voice carried a hint of urgency:

"It's been three days, we can't wait any longer!"

"I can't imagine, I can't imagine the excruciating torment that the Corruption Demon Astrid is currently suffering!!!"

Halfway through his sentence, an unusual flush appeared on Freer's face. He suddenly bent over and began to cough violently.

"Cough, cough, cough! Cough, cough—!!"

“Lord Freer!” Swell floated up from the Second Demon’s seat, the pages of his book vibrating as he approached Freer and offered words of comfort:

"Please calm down. The injuries you sustained from the Calamity Warrior haven't fully healed yet."

"We are also doing our best to gather information about Lady Astrid, but the capital has been under the highest level of holy blockade these days, and even the Eye Demons, who are skilled in stealth, cannot get close to the capital..."

"To be honest, Lady Astrid's situation is probably not optimistic."

boom!

Freer clenched his fists in anguish and slammed them heavily on the table.

"It's my fault! I'm the one who dragged Astrid into this!!!"

"I was too careless and underestimated my enemy. Not only did I step directly into the treacherous trap set by humans, but I also almost perished under the hero's terrifying blade!"

The halo above his head dimmed slightly, and recalling the perilous blow, Freer's wings fluttered once more:

"If it weren't for Astrid, who risked her life at the crucial moment, using the power she wielded to take the blow for me, I'm afraid I would already be..."

Swell sighed.

"That hero of calamity indeed underwent a further transformation in strength after receiving the blessing."

“In the past, they could only take advantage of my weaknesses to severely injure me. But now... even with two great demons fighting together, Freer has been injured to this extent.”

"That hero's strength is probably already at the same level as Mino the Hero before he was captured."

"What's even more terrifying is that she can launch an attack without any intention of killing, making it impossible to defend against... Lord Freer suffered a great loss because of this."

Swell's pages tingled with a phantom pain, recalling the wounds inflicted on the night Pope Brad fell.

The pages of the book were opened, and the obsidian's light projected a live recording of the concert from that night, which Swell had captured, and presented it to the assembled demons:

"Look, this is that incredibly terrifying strike, almost defying the laws of physics, like a feint... It abruptly changed direction the moment it was aimed at the songstress, only unleashing its terrifying power when it completely struck Lord Freer."

"If it were just a lock of energy, it would be fine. With the Great Demon's warning intuition, there would be plenty of time to react in advance. But this strike was completely overlooked even by the Fourth Demon Official, Freer."

"Anyone who didn't know better would think that the knife wasn't aimed at him at all."

Swell knew that the most important point of this meeting was to reveal to the great demons present the terrifying nature of the Calamity Warrior.

As expected, apart from the somewhat distraught Freer, the other great demons realized the seriousness of the problem and began to watch the projection repeatedly.

"What astonishing sword energy!" Apophis, the demonic sword, was the first to express his surprise.

"I can't even analyze the composition of its power; it seems more violent and sharper than holy power and magical power—"

Apophis, who possesses the power of balance, has reached the pinnacle of research into holy power and magic, but even he is amazed by that power.

Its most powerful method at present is to use the balance authority to divide the holy and demonic forces into equal parts, and to unleash even greater power through their collision, but that is all.

Holy power and magical power are absolutely incompatible, but the sword energy in the projection made Apophis tremble slightly.

It was as if I had glimpsed a miracle from another realm.

“There is a guaranteed blessing inside.” The golden twin tails glowed with spiritual energy, and Migo frowned slightly: “And it’s very unusual, it seems to contain an even more complex technique.”

Even the proud horned demon was somewhat incredulous:

"If it were me, I might only be able to use all my mental energy to condense an 'illusion' equivalent to myself in order to offset that blow."

"Tsk, that little guy is actually that amazing?"

Her gaze flickered with memories of the past, and Migo shook her head helplessly:

"What kind of monsters are surrounding that weakling hero... Fim, if you were in his shoes, how would you deal with them?"

Migo asked Fim, somewhat annoyed, wanting to see if the other had any good ideas.

Fim stared intently at the projection for a long time, feeling that the aura emanating from the sword was strangely familiar.

But she couldn't see anything through the projection. She quickly shook her head, then nodded, and said:

"No, it's difficult."

Oh?

The demons present perked up; could it be that the usually dull-witted Fim was the first to find a way to fight back?

"Fim, you can do it, just tough it out."

The demons were stunned.

Only then did they realize that what stood before them was a zombie demon with the most powerful body, transformed from the desire to "live." For a moment, they were all speechless.

The tapping sound came from the head of the long table.

The demons all looked toward the head of the table, where Kleidina, dressed in a light purple rose gown, stood with her eyes lowered, and she gave her summary:

“Migo, your thinking is correct. That stab was not one that could be easily taken. A rash response would only result in a heavy price.”

"Even if I were to encounter it head-on, I could only split my shadow form and resolve the situation by sacrificing my power."

In terms of creating clones, Shadow Fiend Kleinna is naturally more adept than Migo, but the key lies in the infallible law. To deceive the rules of clones, one cannot simply create clones.

Regardless of which great demon it was, they would all have to retreat from that stunning strike, or even pay a price.

"In short, we must not fight that Calamity Hero head-on; her strength is no less than Mino's."

Kleiner looked at Freer and reassured him:

"Friel, don't blame yourself. At least this time, we have truly figured out the combat strength of the Hero of Calamity."

"Before this, the mysterious and unpredictable hero had never left behind any images of battle. This operation has undoubtedly provided us with valuable intelligence."

Kletina's feelings were particularly complicated as she gazed intently at the images displayed by Swell.

Despite the fact that all the great demons present seemed confident in their ability to withstand that attack, even Freer, if prepared, should be able to find a way to protect himself.

but.

Inside the hall, Kletina's sighs of apprehension and worry echoed across the long table:

"This is only one strike..."

Chapter 405 Astrid, the Demon Clan's Exemplar

A knife.

The Demon King's castle hall suddenly fell silent.

When Kleinna directly pointed out the question that the great demons had instinctively avoided, the fear they once felt under Mino's control resurfaced in their minds.

Yes, and you have to understand that this was just... one strike from that Calamity Hero.

With just one strike, the two great demons were forced to fight back with all their might, and with just one strike, the careless Freer paid the price of serious injury.

But as a hero, one can unleash far more than just one strike.

It can be said that the newly born hero now possesses the strength to single-handedly kill any of the great demons present!

“Mino’s sister, Shana, has perfectly inherited Mino’s terrible talent… What’s more, she is younger, more promising, and full of rage against the demons: because we imprisoned her loved ones in the Demon King’s castle, subjecting them to endless torture and torment.”

Swell's pages curled up somewhat limply, issuing his first pessimistic pronouncement:

"Lady Kletina, capturing the hero Mino alive and taking him to the Demon King's castle may be the biggest mistake we've ever made."

"There are always two sides to everything, Swell."

Kleiner's tone was flat:

"Even if Shana doesn't become a hero, with her strength and talent, would she be much less of a threat once she steps onto the battlefield? When the Mino siblings, the two strongest people in human history, join forces, the Demon King's castle will truly... face annihilation."

"From this perspective, capturing Mino was actually the most correct decision we've made in a thousand years. At least with Mino in our hands, that hero doesn't dare to act rashly—"

Kleidina glanced around at the various demons at the long table. As the first scribe of the Demon King's castle, she could not show any fear, no matter how bad the situation was.

She first looked at Freer, who was not possessed by the god, in the fourth demon seat:

“Friel, no matter what, you have truly understood the strength of the Calamity Hero for us. The actions and plans were devised by Swell and me; you don’t need to take all the blame upon yourself.”