273 Dekan Bravely Fought the Great Enemy
As the Dark Saintess struggled to catch a glimpse of Dekan’s dark silhouette, her body began to tremble violently.
The Dark Saintess felt endless fear envelop her like dark clouds, nearly suffocating her.
“Ah… ah…”
The Dark Saintess’ expression grew increasingly terrified, her eyes turning red.
She seemed to want to speak but couldn’t control her vocal cords.
The little strength she had gathered began to fade along with her hope.
In her eyes, the demonic power emanating from Dekan seemed almost tangible.
The overwhelmingly strong and evil Demon King’s Power appeared to be obediently controlled by Dekan at will.
This only confirmed one thing.
The Succubus standing before her was the Demon King reborn.
Though not resembling the Demon King she remembered, this being was undoubtedly real.
The Dark Saintess quickly realized that during her imprisonment, the Demon Kings had changed.
And this current Demon King was a thousand, ten thousand times more terrifying than the previous one!
Usually, no matter how strong the power or how evil the aura, it would not make the Dark Saintess feel fear.
What frightened her was the strange scene before her eyes.
There were people who seemed to be getting along harmoniously with the Demon King as if they were close friends!
This Demon King must have reached an incomprehensible level in controlling human minds!
The ability to manipulate or brainwash people to this degree!
Regardless of how genuine it seemed, the Dark Saintess knew it was all a façade.
The so-called kindness of demons was just an act.
Because they would not experience guilt no matter what they did, unable to understand what malevolence was. All their disguises were to toy with and hunt humans.
They were merely humanoid creatures.
Trusting demons led only to ruin or death.
The more harmless this Succubus Demon King appeared, the more uneasy the Dark Saintess felt inside.
She made a swift decision: to use her remaining meager magical power to destroy herself!
She would not allow her mind to be controlled by such a being!
“Hey! Hey!”
Dekan frowned, seeming to sense the Dark Saintess’ response, and quickly glanced at Chloix.
Chloix also noticed the Dark Saintess’ magical fluctuations.
Though an eighth-ranked practitioner, she had been weakened by prolonged confinement, and her vitality was practically depleted, leaving her nearly unable to fight.
She needed immediate medical attention.
Chloix immediately launched a magical attack on her.
“Hmph…”
The Dark Saintess laughed mockingly.
Despite experiencing fatal pain, she felt she was finally free.
But…
Amid her groans of pain, she noticed her condition gradually improving.
“Huh???”
The Dark Saintess skeptically looked at the human mage before her.
She didn’t take long to understand the situation.
Had the new Demon King found a perfect interrogator?
Someone who could torture while healing?
The endless torment.
If she endured, she might suffer unimaginable pain until the end of her life.
Suddenly, the Dark Saintess felt a deep sense of despair.
“Let me explain, we’re here to save you.”
When the Dark Saintess finally calmed down, Dekan gently explained.
“Hmph.”
The Dark Saintess raised her head and glared at Dekan with fiery eyes, signaling her persistence.
“Could you cooperate with us?”
Dekan, having understood her reaction, frowned as he spoke.
“Go on, whether it’s torture or mind control, do your worst, and see if it works!”
“It’s not working! Why can’t you understand simple human speech!”
Dekan had thought the Dark Saintess was wise but now saw she was another uncompromising individual!
“Wait.”
At that moment, Krey seemed to have realized the issue, tapping Dekan’s shoulder and saying:
“What if it’s not her problem but how you’re perceived from her perspective?”
Dekan slightly glanced around and noticed that Cornelia was supporting the Dark Saintess, whose weak state could be shattered with just a little force.
Chloix was continually healing her.
Nearby, a person who looked less than trustworthy was holding a cat and observing from the sidelines, seemingly calculating the Dark Saintess’ remaining worth.
Only Krey appeared normal.
Dekan: “…”
He suddenly realized a serious problem.
The eighth layer’s mechanism seemed to have determined that it was nearly impossible for the Dark Saintess to trust him easily.
For now, it was hard to clarify the situation completely.
The same approach that had intimidated the Warden Karlst had also intimidated the Dark Saintess.
Too real to be dismissed!
In this layer, the Demon King effect was almost maxed out for Dekan.
Claiming he wasn’t a demon here would be like treating the Dark Saintess as a fool.
Exactly because she wasn’t a fool, she couldn’t be deceived!
“I overthought it…”
Dekan covered his face.
The Dark Saintess would likely need at least two weeks of rest to fully recover her eighth-ranked combat strength.
How could Dekan hope for her help?
Allowing her not to commit suicide would already be success.
In the task design, she wasn’t actually a major enemy.
Instead, she was a negative combat force adding enormous difficulty!
Should she accidentally kill herself, the Shadow World would end in failure.
Dekan momentarily felt overwhelmed.
He had fought through every layer by himself, endured so much, and yet here he was being mistaken for a demon.
Despite his pure soul and efforts.
If it had been earlier, regardless of who thought he was a demon, he would have tried to persuade them otherwise.
But this time, he truly felt speechless.
Since it was hopeless, it was better to go with the mistake.
Thus, with a grimace of great pain, Dekan handed a vial of medicine to Cornelia.
Cornelia immediately understood and, with great proficiency, injected it into the Dark Saintess’ neck.
“Thump!”
The Dark Saintess’ eyes widened as she fell to the ground, immobilized.
Her body felt completely paralyzed.
“Task complete.”
Dekan shook his head in helplessness and walked towards the portal of the ninth layer.
Cornelia carefully picked up the Dark Saintess and gently whispered:
“We will protect you and take you away from the Demon Realm.”
The Dark Saintess could only stare, unable to speak.
She couldn’t help but think.
Perhaps staying in the Demon Realm’s prison would have been safer than going with these people!
