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

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Kleidina floated above the ruins of the round tower, her aura extremely faint, yet her terrifying, shadow-like figure exuded an incredibly frightening presence at this moment.

With a single command from this First Demon Official, the great demons surrounding the capital will be completely unshackled, storm into the capital, and crush humanity's hearts in their dark claws!

"Damn it, this is bad!" A deep despair welled up in Ota's heart.

He knew that even if he used the last bit of power from the Round Table to calculate any hope of escaping this disaster, it would only lead to darkness!

The disparity in combat power is already too great. The Sacred Round Table is ultimately just a supplementary artifact. Unless the goddess descends upon the scene, there is no external force that can resist this disaster!

Has humanity come to an end?!

High above, Kletina took in the entire scene. The capital of Kur, a royal city that had been known as the Kur royal family for centuries, was the birthplace of a series of powerful human figures, including Brad, Lak, Mino, and Lena. This heartland of humanity, favored by the goddess, was finally about to face destruction...

She gently raised her palm, preparing to give the final command.

A faint light suddenly appeared on the dim sky—

The sacred and ethereal aura swept away the demonic energy that had enveloped the entire capital.

At that moment, everyone subconsciously held their breath, their gazes involuntarily turning towards the direction of the light, directly opposite the location of the Magician's Round Tower, on the west side of the capital, directly above the Holy Church.

A tiny, dust-like figure appeared in mid-air.

“That is…” Ota’s eyes widened.

A pure white dress fluttered in the air like a flower, bathed in a holy white light that reflected in everyone's pupils, until that breathtakingly beautiful face appeared in the room.

In a dark and gloomy world, a ray of light suddenly appears, treading lightly among the mortals amidst an atmosphere of holiness and solemnity.

Her pure aura seemed untouched by any filth or dust. The delicate crown on her head added an air of sacredness and nobility to her dignified and ethereal figure, making her pale golden hair appear silvery-white like moonlight, and even her eyes were tinged with a pure, holy white hue.

"Kalia."

Ota stood there, stunned, uttering the name from his throat, overwhelmed by the sacred sight before him, his eyes filled with unprecedented astonishment.

For some reason, even though he recognized his sister at first glance, despite her drastically changed appearance, he couldn't sense a trace of familiarity from the figure shrouded in divine light.

For a moment, a thought that he himself could hardly believe even surged into his mind: Is that really, Kalia?

"Holy Princess, Kalia?" Kleinna felt a pang of unease as she saw that face. She recalled the rumors that the princess before her was the bearer of the goddess's will and the spokesperson for the gods.

gods...

Krytina stared intently at the figure in mid-air. Endless radiance enveloped Kalia, and a soft white light emanated from her body. At this moment, even the sun and moon lost their luster, as if she were the center of the world, radiating incredible power.

next moment.

Two fluffy rabbit-ear-like phantoms emerged from between Kalia's hair.

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Rabbit ears?

Kleidina was initially puzzled, then her heart tightened.

Above the cathedral, the figure enveloped in holy light suddenly turned in this direction...

South city gate.

Fim, who was about to step through the main gate, stopped in his tracks. The ahoge on his head suddenly stood up, and he stared blankly at Kalia, who appeared in the sky above the capital. For some reason, he felt a strange sense of familiarity.

"goddess?"

North city gate.

The canine-like magical beast's body was enveloped in light, transforming back into a twin-tailed girl in a Lolita dress. Migo, having received the infusion of Kleinina's magic, immediately looked up at the unique aura emanating from the sky. The next moment, the white crystal between her brows seemed to appear as if in response:

"That aura...why..."

Migo stared at the light with surprise and uncertainty. From the power flowing out of the void, she felt a very similar fluctuation, as if she had seen it a long time ago, so long that she could recall it... going back to ten years ago.

Migo quickly recalled the light in the cave, and her eyes widened:

"The Holy Sword?!"

West gate.

Apophis and Swell's bodies began to tremble.

Apophis, primarily due to its origins as a sacred artifact from the Holy Church, harbored an innate reverence for the legendary goddess. Now, as a rebellious magical artifact, it was unusually flustered: "This...this aura...it shouldn't be like this...Svir...Svir?"

Swell's pages froze in mid-air.

As a book demon brimming with knowledge, it can deduce and make connections to even more things: for example, the blessing ceremony is said to be a rare instance where the goddess's power breaks through the barriers of the mortal world, and now that the blessing ceremony has just ended, the earth still retains a strong resonance with the goddess; for example, it is said that the royal family possesses a certain "bloodline," a substance most favored by the goddess, which has the potential to attract the goddess's power; and for example, the goddess is not merely able to convey a trace of will and power, but has actually been searching for an opportunity to descend to the mortal realm...

This hidden and unverifiable "knowledge" is slowly unearthed and pieced together from the severed traditions of countless book demons, and therefore, at this moment, it possesses overwhelming credibility.

Most importantly, the pages of the book suddenly trembled, and Swell thought of the most incomprehensible aspect of this siege of the capital.

The person Tang Ke mentioned—"that person"!

Swell was enveloped in an unprecedented fear by the demonic energy emanating from him!

Everything makes sense now!

That terrifying being, who could not be found even after exhausting all human "knowledge," was like a prophecy, omniscient and omnipotent, a being that even Pope Tonks deeply feared!

Right now...aren't they right in front of them?!

Suddenly raising his head, Swell looked up at the strange being high in the sky, emanating an unfathomable aura, and knew that it could not possibly be Princess Kalia of the royal family.

Instead.

"Goddess." Swell's voice was filled with unprecedented fear:

"—That's a true goddess!!!"

"After a long period of time, the power of the goddess, which has not been revealed since ancient times, has once again... descended upon the present world!"

Then, the East Gate.

Kleidina had no time to care about the unconscious Lark and Shana below. Her cherry-pink eyes rippled with emotion, meeting the gaze of the girl who seemed like a goddess.

Kleidina was startled.

She saw those eyes filled with pure white, seemingly empty, yet seemingly nothing, harboring a time that was almost eternal, and in that brief moment, they appeared before her eyes.

For a moment, Klaitina felt as if only her heart was beating.

That gaze had no power, but at the moment of eye contact, even the magical transformation of limbs was no longer possible, as they were filled with a long sorrow and loneliness that pierced through the years.

Klaitina's body began to tremble, as if she were experiencing the same excruciating pain herself—

"Lady Cletina!!!"

Swell's warning suddenly jumped into his mind in the form of "knowledge," bringing with it a strong sense of urgency.

Gazing at the figure in the distance, all fighting spirit vanished from her heart. Kleinna gently covered her head and murmured to herself.

"retreat."

A thunderous roar suddenly descended from the void!

Having already been thinking about escaping, Apophis held nothing back at this moment, immediately activating the void rifts set up by the four city gates and plunging in without looking back.

The magic that enveloped the capital vanished in an instant, as the last shadow demon flew into the crack.

Finally, the sun's outline appeared on the horizon, its golden rays spreading to every corner of the capital...

Prince Ota raised his head and looked up at the sky, only then belatedly realizing:

The goddess's blessing has ended—

Looking back towards the direction of the Holy Church, the radiant figure had vanished. It all seemed like a dream. Only the devastated battlefield around them told Ota that the entire human race of the capital had just narrowly escaped death.

"Irwin, assess the situation."

With the communication links in the capital city unblocked again, Ota had no time to think. He immediately issued an order: "Have all the guards in the capital city be alert and not let their guard down. Immediately clear and rescue those on the battlefield affected by the battle to prevent any casualties."

"Yes, Your Highness!" Erwin immediately contacted the paladins scattered throughout the capital to obtain firsthand intelligence:

"This... Pope Tonk is seriously injured! Saintess Lena is seriously injured! My God! Lord Dane... how come he is also seriously injured?! Could it be that he and that demon suffered heavy losses together?!" Erwin gasped repeatedly, seemingly unable to believe it.

"This is a complete disaster!"

"No, this isn't a disaster." His eyes blazing with self-reproach and rage, Ota stood up, his fists clenched tightly. "This is a demonic chaos! The most serious, terrifying, and despair-inducing demonic scourge since the founding of the nation! Those demons have become even stronger! Why! Who is behind this?!"

"This is the price of powerlessness! Without Mino, we will have nothing left!"

As his fists gradually loosened and he slumped to the ground, Ota once again missed his dearest friend, the true hero who could always lead humanity out of dire straits and was countless times more reassuring than the Ice Saintess or Chief Birac!

“Mino…” Ota had just uttered his best friend’s name when he quickly swallowed it, gritting his teeth:

"No, we can no longer rely on Mino! Humanity's power will continue to grow stronger, the warriors of Dane, the hero Shana, and the kingdom's new strategist, the great scholar Astrid..."

“Each of them will pave a bright future for the kingdom! And now, we just need time—”

As her emotions gradually calmed down, Ota realized that the damage to the capital this time was not as great as she had imagined. Thanks to Astrid's advice, the impact of the battles in various places was minimized. Now, the most important thing was to appease the frightened people in the capital's civilian district... and the scene that had just occurred on the west side of the capital made this matter easy.

The doubt in my heart was just beginning to spread.

"Brother!"

A soft, concerned voice rang out from afar.

Ota looked up and saw his sister Kalia, holding up that familiar white dress, running towards them.

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"Kalia!" Ota sat up abruptly.

He took a few steps forward, looked at Kalia who had come to stand before him, and quickly asked:

"Kalia, what just happened? What did you do? And what was that strange phenomenon earlier?"

When it came to his younger sister, Ota became somewhat incoherent. Looking at Archbishop Hope, who was following behind Kalia, he vaguely guessed something, but he couldn't quite believe it.

“It’s the missionary magic of the Holy Church, do you remember, Brother Ota? That spell that can temporarily turn a person’s hair white.” Kalia’s tone was somewhat joyful:

"The situation was too critical at the time. All I could think of was to have Archbishop Hope cast this spell on me and use holy power to lift me into the air, creating the illusion of a goddess descending... Unexpectedly, the effect was surprisingly successful."

Blinking, Kalia breathed a sigh of relief:

"Those demons didn't seem to see through my disguise. I didn't expect them to leave the capital so easily."