"Excuse me, could we pause for a moment?"
A thin man in an orange-red suit and black mask stood quietly between Entoma and Evileye.
When did he get there?
Gagaran and Tina turned their heads abruptly, their faces full of vigilance.
After sensing the newcomer's aura, Evileye broke out in a cold sweat.
She gripped the doll necklace tightly and said in a trembling voice, "He is a monster among monsters!"
Entoma shifted her attention from Evileye to the man before her and bowed respectfully. "Lord Jaldabaoth."
Demiurge nodded, walked up to her unhurriedly, and said calmly, "Bug Controller, you should return first. Leave this to me."
"Yes, goodbye, Lord~" Entoma waved her forelimbs, summoned two giant insects to carry her, and then flew into the sky.
Although she really wanted that doll, the mission was more important.
After all, Lord Mare had said that Lord Helant was watching them.
"Run, you two!" Evileye stood in front of Gagaran and Tina, gathering her magic as if ready to unleash it at any moment.
The two exchanged a glance and immediately turned to flee.
Anyone who could make Evileye say such a thing was clearly beyond their ability to handle. It was better to retreat than become a burden.
"Hellfire."
Two spheres of orange-red flames flew past Evileye's head and struck Gagaran and Tina.
"Ah!"
They barely had time to scream before they lost all signs of life.
"I apologize. If I had known they were so weak, I would have restrained myself more." Demiurge flicked his tail, his tone so calm that it carried no real apology.
However, it was the truth. He had only intended to severely injure them.
As for the reason...
Demiurge looked at the Lord Helant doll necklace on Evileye's chest, the corner of his mouth twitching slightly.
That woman Renner, how could she give a doll of a Supreme Being to someone else?
However, seeing how Evileye had just cherished the necklace, Demiurge had decided to only incapacitate her companions and force her to retreat with them.
This way, he would not harm this girl who admired a Supreme Being, and the plan would proceed smoothly.
It seems I will have to let Momon-san appear earlier than planned.
"Go to hell!"
While Demiurge was thinking, Evileye became completely enraged.
"Maximize Magic: Magic Scattershot!"
Hundreds of magic projectiles formed and fired continuously every second.
In an instant, the entire area was filled with a dark blue barrage rushing toward Demiurge.
For an attack that could not even break through his High-Tier Magic Nullification, Demiurge did not bother to dodge. After gauging Evileye's level from the attack, he spoke calmly:
"Demon Aspects: Giant Arm of the Mighty Demon!"
Immediately, his right hand expanded and grew larger, transforming into a pitch-black arm covered in black fur, which slammed down on Evileye like a heavy hammer.
"Ugh!"
Evileye felt as if her body had been crushed by a mountain. After her bones let out a sharp crack, she collapsed to the ground.
Pitter-patter, pitter-patter, pitter-patter...
Demiurge's leather shoes stepped steadily across the ground, each step like a death sentence that filled Evileye with despair.
"A Demon God among Demon Gods..."
She turned her head with difficulty and looked at Gagaran and Tina, who had been reduced to charred remains not far away. Her heart was filled with sorrow.
"Am I going to die here tonight?"
She clutched the doll necklace in her hand and pressed her face against it, speaking with effort. "If only Helant San were here. He would definitely defeat this Demon God like a hero... just like in E-Rantel."
"It is precisely because Mr. Helant is not here that I dared to come." Demiurge placed his hand on his chest, slowly crouched down, and removed Evileye's mask.
Looking at the girl's beautiful face and sensing the familiar aura of a Vampire, he set the mask aside and examined the Lord Helant doll necklace for a moment.
Her appearance and strength are excellent. The Vampire race can be controlled by Shalltear. If Lord Helant likes her, she would be a suitable concubine.
However, even while observing and thinking, he did not forget to release killing intent to intimidate this potential future concubine, so as not to expose himself.
Demiurge turned his right hand into a blade and made a downward motion.
Evileye's heart pounded wildly. She finally understood the saying passed down among the Thirteen Heroes: they were the fish on the chopping block, and their enemies were the butchers.
She slowly closed her eyes and murmured, "Goodbye everyone. Goodbye, Lord Helant San, whom I have never met."
"You vermin in the gutter, you must be the one plotting against the Holy Kingdom!"
A loud shout suddenly rang out from above, followed by the sound of a blade cutting through the air.
Evileye opened her eyes. A tall figure descended from the sky, sword in hand, striking directly at Demiurge.
Bang!
As the blade reached him, it shifted from a slash into a strike, sending Jaldabaoth flying into the distance.
"The Dark Warrior, Momon? You are the adventurer who was with Lord Helant San! Does that mean Sir Helant has already returned?!" Evileye clenched her teeth and stood up, looking around, but did not see the figure she longed for.
Her expression quickly fell into disappointment.
"So strong. May I know your name?" Demiurge bowed slightly like a gentleman.
"Momon" skillfully spun the two greatswords in his hands a few times, then turned sideways and pointed one at Demiurge, speaking in a passionate tone:
"Demon, listen well!
I am a Steel-Rank Adventurer of the Kingdom!
The peerless strongest swordsman!
A partner of justice!
I am Momon, the Dark Warrior.. and your death!"
As a green light flashed before the throne of Nazarick, Demiurge clapped and praised, "Such a resounding title. Only a strong individual like you deserves it."
It seemed as if another green light flickered in the void.
"Enough nonsense. What is your purpose in coming to the Royal Capital?" Momon demanded coldly.
Demiurge smiled calmly, as if everything were under his control. "A tool that can allow our Demon race to completely dominate the world has appeared in the Royal Capital, so I have come."
Evileye thought of Entoma standing in the Eight Fingers mansion and frowned. "Could it be that Eight Fingers possesses that so-called treasure?"
That made sense. Eight Fingers controlled the Kingdom's underworld, so it was entirely possible they had obtained some incredible item.
"Then, farewell."
Seeing Momon raise his sword, preparing to strike, Demiurge immediately spread his wings and flew into the sky.
...
More than ten minutes later.
Evileye had finished gathering the bodies of Gagaran and Tina.
"Fortunately, their bodies are intact. I can ask Lakyus to use resurrection magic later."
Behind her, Narberal stared at Evileye with an unfriendly expression.
It was not because she knew this girl had just fought Entoma, but because she was irritated by the necklace that made her envious.
The Lord Helant doll necklace swayed back and forth before her eyes.
Even I, even the other sisters do not have one. What right do you have to possess it?
"Um, may I ask where you got the necklace on your chest?" Momon could not help but ask.
He truly liked the craftsmanship of that necklace. It was extremely detailed.
If he could commission a life-sized Momon figure, that would be perfect.
"Ahem, Lord Pandora." Seeing that Momon seemed about to lose composure, Narberal quickly sent a voice transmission.
Fortunately, Evileye did not notice anything unusual. She held the doll in her small hand, rubbed it against her face, and said softly, "I stole... no, I took it from Princess Renner."
"Although I know it is not very proper, this is Lord Helant! He is not only handsome, but also powerful, righteous, kind, enthusiastic, and friendly..."
Watching Evileye close her eyes in bliss, almost bubbling with happiness, Narberal's hostility diminished slightly.
As long as she liked Lord Helant, she could be considered half a good sister.
As for Pandora's Actor, he silently noted the name Renner and decided that if an opportunity arose, he would ask her to help make some figurines.
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