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

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Standing inside the tent, Shana, her fighting spirit high, said in a deep voice:

"With my earth-shattering, explosive strike, one day I will strip the title of 'Hero of Sin' from my head—"

A patrol of soldiers passed by the tent, bringing with them some resentful murmurs:

"Do you see? The original site of the Magician's Round Tower has been completely reduced to ruins."

"I saw it! It's outrageous! How could they commit such an unforgivable act! Several of my magician friends have already fainted from crying!"

"The Mage's Round Tower... Alas, that's the sacred ground of countless mages, the Tower of Miracles that has blessed heroes throughout the ages—"

"The crime of destroying it, this inhuman sin, can never be atone for!!!"

"Indeed, I heard that it was..."

The two soldiers discussed the matter with intense emotion and hatred until they were far away from the tent, out of earshot, before gritting their teeth and reaching a conclusion of shared hatred:

"Those demons deserve to die!!!"

Inside the tent.

Shana's expression froze on her face.

She slowly walked to the edge of the tent, lifted the curtain, looked outside, and finally noticed the slight strangeness that she had missed in her previous fleeting glance.

That ancient, simple round tower that could be seen at a glance in the East District, towering straight into the clouds, is now... gone.

Her body trembled slightly as Shana recalled the moment she unleashed her power. The power surged from within her, expanded, and exploded. The last thing she saw in her vision was the pure daylight.

"It was me... who did it."

Shana's eyes widened, and her face turned deathly pale.

She actually destroyed such an important magician's round tower completely! Forget about atoning for her sins, even if she worked her whole life, she couldn't make up for it!

"W-W-Spicy!"

Shana was filled with utter despair. If things continued like this, she would not only have to live with premature ejaculation for the rest of her life, but the stigma of being guilty would also follow her for the rest of her life!

No, it could be even worse! She dared not even think about what would happen if the Hero of Sin continued to deteriorate!

To lie in that grave with that kind of reputation, have a tombstone erected, and people will talk about it for the rest of their lives... I don't want that kind of thing!

Recalling Prince Ota's imposing face, Shana's body began to tremble, and fear appeared in her eyes:

"After being locked up in solitary confinement for month after month, I hope I won't end up in life imprisonment this time I've been caught."

"No, Shana, we absolutely cannot sit here and wait to die!"

Sneaky, Shana lifted the curtain and glanced outside the tent. A large number of soldiers were currently engaged in the maintenance of the capital, with only a few patrolling soldiers. Prince Ota and others on the city wall also had no time to pay attention to this place for the time being... No one noticed that she had woken up.

"I can't stay in this capital city any longer!" A thought suddenly flashed through Shana's mind.

She must quickly spread the legend of her heroism to atone for her heinous crime of self-destructing and destroying the magic tower.

Out of the corner of her eye, Shana spotted a gray-iron-colored gadget by the city wall—a magical tool that held her hope for escape.

ten minutes later.

A drab, grayish trash can, unnoticed, quietly slipped out of the capital through the east gate...

Chapter 300 How dare a wicked man kill his brother?

The pitch-black spatial rift, like a gaping wound, spewed out with dense magical energy and appeared before the gates of the dark castle.

The air currents, carrying fragments of tree branches and withered leaves, were continuously drawn into the space. Then, a large, jet-black sword imbued with magical power floated out from the spatial rift.

"Finally, we're back in the Demon King's castle."

The demonic sword Apophis gently shook off the dust around it. Its metallic luster and the inscriptions engraved on it now appeared somewhat dim. It had indeed expended a great deal of its power to continuously transfer from the human heartland to the Demon King's castle using spatial rifts.

"I'll have to use wax to maintain it again when I get back, but unfortunately, I can't find a sacred wax that matches Altotai as well..."

The air currents in the field gradually subsided, the spatial rifts slowly healed, and several figures with rich magical power stepped out one after another.

"Thank you for your hard work, Lord Apophis. Your previous support must have drained your magic power considerably, almost exceeding the planned threshold. I sincerely apologize for that." The Book Demon Svir floated up slowly, offering his admiring praise.

"As expected of the oldest sacred artifact, your profound and refined power has not diminished in the slightest."

"Please, Swell, I'm past that age."

Apophis let out a soft sigh, the sword visibly weary: "All I want now is to find a secluded space and soak in the lava of a volcano..."

"It's not time yet, let's be patient a little longer." Swell, the demon strategist, turned to check with the two demons beside him: "Lord Migo, Lord Fim, the enemy shouldn't be chasing us, right?"

As the order was given, the fluffy maid's skirt swayed slightly, causing the large bow at the back to shake.

The zombie maid, Fim, gently closed her eyes, her small nose twitching almost imperceptibly. Her keen senses radiated from her strikingly empty eyes. After a long while, Fim finally nodded.

"No, nothing unusual."

At this moment, Migo had already scanned the area with his mental energy and then withdrew it: "Swell, you're being too cautious. No matter what, those lowly humans can't possibly catch up to the Demon King's Castle inside the second line of defense. Even if they go through the Path of the Hero, they won't be faster than Apophis."

Migo gently flicked the twin ponytails on either side of her demon horn and let out a soft hum.

Even so, it was only at this moment that she loosened her control over her mental power, and her bare feet landed on the ground. She seemed unaffected by the intense battle and the tireless journey, and looked exceptionally refreshed.

“Svir, now we need to warn the Demon King’s army stationed on the second line of defense.”

Shadows descended, weaving a crimson rose dress. Kletina stood before the Demon King's castle gates, her tone somewhat indifferent: "Next, the human kingdoms may launch retaliatory attacks against us at any time, and it's not impossible that they might even start a full-scale war."

“I understand, Lady Kletina. You’ve worked hard too.” Svir nodded slightly. This was part of the plan, and generally, Kletina wouldn’t give a second instruction.

It's clear that Lord Shadow Fiend isn't in a very good mood right now.

In fact, Svir's mood was not good either. Among the demons present, there was the arrogant Migo, the staring blankly at the top of the Demon King's castle, and Apophis, whose stance was unclear between holy power and magic power. Among the demons, its mood was probably the worst.

It wasn't because of the defeat in the battle of wits on the battlefield, but because this operation, in reality, still ended in "failure":

Not only did it fail to destroy the hero's protection, but it also failed to eliminate the kingdom's holy archmage. Worst of all... it drew out the unfathomable power of the goddess.

Although humanity's combat strength has been somewhat damaged, unlike the short lifespan of humans, their vigorous recovery ability is the real problem. Moreover, the wounds that cannot kill human powerhouses only make them stronger.

The demons are far inferior in this respect. Their severe injuries cannot be treated with medicine. The two demons who were most seriously injured after the battle with Mino the Hero have not yet recovered. And it has only been a little over three months since Mino was captured and brought to the Demon King's castle.

Swell didn't dare to think about what would happen in the next three months.

A somber atmosphere enveloped the pages of the book. Looking around at the surrounding demons, knowing he couldn't reveal such facts and damage morale, Svir turned to Kletina:

"Sir, although we failed to achieve our original objective this time, fortunately, the human mage's round tower was completely annihilated in the aftermath of the battle!"

"This is an unprecedented feat in the history of the demon race! After losing that ancient magic tower, even if humanity rebuilds it, it will be difficult to restore the exquisite magic patterns and the ancient aura accumulated over time."

"The effectiveness of future hero blessing rituals will inevitably be weakened, and the heroes that appear in the next few hundred years will not be able to pose a threat to the Demon King."

Kleidina snapped out of her reverie, looked at Swell beside her, and had already made her judgment:

"Several hundred years is too long, Svir. What we can't get around right now is the most troublesome hero, the Sin Hero Shana, with whom we can never reconcile."

“I witnessed her power inside the round tower; it is definitely not an existence to be ignored. No, she is not even the most troublesome one.”

Kleidina frowned slightly. Having witnessed it firsthand this time, she vaguely sensed the source of all the troubles the demons were causing to grow ever stronger—

"What's truly troublesome is the bond between the hero and the chief of that round tower..."

“And then there’s that being—” Krytina turned around and looked in the direction of the human capital. The almost ethereal, holy figure reappeared in her mind. The excruciating pain she had felt earlier surged up again. Krytina frowned and clutched the hem of her skirt at her waist.

This was the first time she had ever lost her composure for anyone other than Mino, that almost irresistible power... Was she afraid then, afraid that the god would take the Demon King away?

“Your analysis is equally correct.” Swell responded softly from the side, simultaneously offering his trump card—the composure of a demonic strategist—with a chuckle:

"But fortunately, we have a weakness that only that hero of sin cannot ignore, a close confidant who can tie his hands and feet, isn't that right?"

Frankly speaking, in Swell's calculations, the possibility of humans continuing their attack on the demon race's second line of defense was extremely low.

The reason is that their current combat strength is not sufficient. The newly born Pope of humanity needs to grow, and the Ice Saintess has already lost to Migo once, so she is not a threat.

The ones who threaten and restrain the demon race have always been those incredible heroes, brimming with the miracles of the goddess.

but.

Swell's tone was full of laughter:

"That young hero, still a girl at heart, could never have drawn his sword at the Demon King's castle with the resolve to kill his brother—"

Chapter 301 Did she even call for her father again just to get milk?

"No matter what, we can't let our guard down anymore."

Before the Demon King's castle, Kleitina roused herself and calmly analyzed, "Trampling on the royal capital has already touched the bottom line of the Kur royal family. Even if the human side doesn't start a war across the entire territory, that cunning Prince Ota will definitely find a way to restrain us."

"Furthermore, the Path of the Hero, which opens up as the first line of defense contracts, must also be closely monitored, as it is the vital passage that leads directly to the Demon King's castle."

"I will not allow a single human to cross that perilous path and appear before the Demon King!"

"Yes!" Svir and the several demons beside him nodded in agreement. Ultimately, the existence of the Demon King was the foundation of the stability of the demon territory. A territory ruled by the Demon King was just like a human kingdom guarded by Mino:

"Your wishes are our mission!"

A hint of warmth welled up in Kletina's cherry-pink eyes. It was thanks to these powerful demon officials that she was able to protect Lady Mia for a full thousand years and even suppress the human kingdom, which was also accumulating strength.

It wasn't until the appearance of the strongest hero in human history that the situation was completely disrupted, forcing the nine demon officials, who should have been calm and collected, to passively begin the prelude to torture and destruction for the first time.

Kleidina opened her mouth as if to say something, when suddenly, a series of soft sobs came from the top of the Demon King's castle.

The voice was filled with sadness and grief, making it clear that someone had encountered something extremely terrible.

The demonic energy in the room fell silent, all of them intimately familiar with that voice.

"It's Lady Mia?!"

Kleidina's expression changed, and the next moment, she suddenly unleashed a dense and terrifying magical power, soaring into the air!

The outer air of the Demon King's castle instantly flickered with countless tight and terrifying restrictions, but the shadow, shrouded in magic, swiftly and without the slightest fluctuation passed through it, as if invisible, and flew straight towards the window at the source of the sound with lightning speed.

This change instantly tensed up the previously relaxed group of demons, causing the atmosphere to plummet to freezing point.

"Oops!"

The next instant, Svir immediately activated the contract spell on the Demon King's castle gate, opened the gate and entered the Demon King's castle, anxiously leading the group of demons to fly towards the top of the castle:

"Could it be that the hero has already seen through the Demon King's identity and attacked Lady Mia while we were away..."

The demons rushed towards the top floor of the Demon King's castle at an almost life-sucking pace, hurriedly crossed the dark corridors, and burst into the cells, where they saw—