Exhilarating…?
Why did he feel such a thrill? What on earth was going on?
Killing right off the bat—was he really adapting this fast?
He was the mighty Demon King, after all; wasn't doing something like this completely natural?
How strange, utterly strange. Why did he feel sorrow, and what on earth was he doing?
Yuxuan acutely sensed that a mysterious and unfathomable force was fiercely struggling within him.
Slaughter, carnage, devouring… these actions seemed deeply imprinted in the depths of his soul, reduced to pure instinct.
Yet at this very moment, a strong urge to protect welled up within him.
His head felt as though it was about to split open. The excruciating, heart-wrenching pain was almost unbearable, as if two powerful forces were raging and tangling inside his mind, stirring up his thoughts and leaving him in agony.
All around was a battlefield of flying flesh and blood. Many people looked at him with eyes full of hatred, wave after wave, fighting endlessly against the monsters until they died.
Wasn't this completely normal?
Isn't this just what a Demon King does?
Standing amidst the debris and blood, filled with contradiction and confusion, Yuxuan looked down at his own bloated, black hands stained with fresh blood—proof of his recent slaughter.
The surrounding air began to tremble slightly, as if disturbed by an invisible force.
On the ground, rune-like lights gradually lit up, weaving into a complex and mysterious pattern.
"Everyone, charge! I've channeled the Goddess Amulet to its full power again, but it seems to be hesitating once more! Seize the chance to crush it! May the Goddess protect us!"
The elderly man in the golden robe must have been the most revered person here.
Yet the language he was speaking was completely incomprehensible to Yuxuan.
Right now, he only felt as if his body was being scorched by raging flames, enduring an unbearable agony while wisps of white smoke continuously rose from his entire frame.
Could this be the legendary purification magic? If so, did the Goddess truly exist in this world?
Just as Yuxuan was struggling in deep thought, a Knight clad in silver armor charged in like lightning atop a warhorse, gripping a sharp longsword that flashed with holy light.
"Annihilate the Demon King!"
Following the lead Knight's loud shout, the morale of the Knight squad soared!
A golden spear was fiercely hurled from afar, embedding itself into his right arm and causing white smoke to hiss.
It hurt… it hurt so much! Could they please stop fighting…?
Yuxuan's mind was in utter chaos, but this body had three heads. Even though Yuxuan's mind was affected and plunged into confusion, the other heads could still manipulate the body.
The right head let out a roar, and the body remnants severed by the Knights transformed into countless spikes, stabbing at everyone around them.
Meanwhile, the left head continuously extended its body, devouring the corpses of these Knights.
Huff… puff…
After devouring quite a few corpses, Yuxuan finally felt his mind clear up considerably.
When the Left Brain and Right Brain wanted to launch another attack, the middle head remained completely indifferent.
"What are you doing? Without your control, we can't forge any weapons at all!" shouted the Right Brain.
It kept controlling the release of spikes to strike at the Knights.
"Why hasn't the purification effect ended yet? I've transferred all the energy I devoured from these people straight to it." cried the Left Brain.
Like a battlefield scavenger, it continued to devour and absorb the corpses of the fallen.
Seeing that the middle head remained unresponsive, the Left Brain and Right Brain knew that if they didn't act now, they would be obliterated right here.
This Magic Circle contained massive purification effects; staying here any longer would make their bodies weaker and weaker.
If only the middle head were lucid.
It could forge any weapon at will and shatter this damn Magic Circle.
Suddenly, a mysterious and intense gaze was fixed intently upon him.
Yuxuan suddenly felt an unprecedented warmth surge into his heart, as if his entire being was enveloped in a soft radiance. This feeling was incomparably wonderful, completely different from the thrill he experienced in slaughter.
It was a cozy, sun-kissed comfort that brought peace and joy to the soul.
With wide eyes, Yuxuan was astonished to see a beautiful girl radiating brilliant light appear before him.
She slowly opened her arms, as if about to embrace him.
Ah~
Could this be the legendary Angel?
Yuxuan pondered to himself, but immediately shook his head—shouldn't someone like this here be called a Goddess?
At this thought, Yuxuan couldn't help feeling a yearning; joining the Goddess's faction might not be such a bad thing after all.
Just then, a loud cry rang out: "Look! The Goddess has answered us! We will surely win this battle!"
The elderly man in the golden robe clasped his hands in excitement, praying devoutly.
Meanwhile, many people standing outside the Magic Circle dropped to one knee, clutched their fists, and likewise murmured prayers to the Goddess for victory.
At that very moment, the Goddess Amulet—symbol of divine power—was firmly stabbed right into the center of the three heads, shining with dazzling brilliance.
"No! Why isn't the middle head expelling it? Damn it! It's about to restrict our movements!"
The Right Brain and Left Brain quickly took control of the left and right hands, trying to pull out the Goddess Amulet.
Yet its holy radiance made it utterly untouchable.
Had they not exhausted a massive amount of energy launching a surprise attack on the main city before coming here, would they ever fear such a minor Goddess trinket?
"You've done well. Leave the rest to me!"
A swordsman dressed in a black coat with a longsword at his waist walked forward without a shred of hesitation.
"You Filth actually tried to pull a feint. Fortunately I resolved things quickly. You must have used up quite a bit of effort reaching the main city, right?"
The swordsman drew the longsword from his waist, its silver blade dazzlingly bright.
"I never expected you would actually fulfill your duty," the elderly man in the golden robe remarked from the side.
"You must be joking. With a situation like this, how could I still dwell on that? Just make sure the Church gives me a bit more reward after it's over."
The sword in the swordsman's hand was wreathed in raging flames.
The golden-robed elder abruptly cranked up the power of the Magic Circle, forcing the already weakened Demon King back down onto both knees with a cry of agony.
Seeing this, the swordsman strode forward without hesitation. His sword slashed across the emerald grass like lightning, consuming everything in its path with fire.
In the blink of an eye, the blazing longsword pierced straight into the Demon King's chest.
"Great Goddess, please grant me the sacred flame to destroy all evil and purify everything in the world!"
The swordsman shouted loudly, his voice echoing through the heavens. As his words fell, the flames on the sword surged violently, instantly swallowing the Demon King whole.