Chapter 3 The Third Progenitor Duke Lashaer Faces the Piercing Sun

Duke Lashaer, the Third Progenitor, faced the piercing sun.

The expression on his face gradually shifted from initial shock to anger and resentment.

Before Lashaer could even react, the four Great Demon clans, seeing their chance, had already launched their attack.

Pula Nai's eyes scattered silvery white mist, allowing him to see through every action and intent of Lashaer's spellcasting. He predicted in advance, directing the Great Demons to launch precise attacks.

Xin Nuola's counter-spells wrapped around Lashaer's half-constructed magic like a spiderweb, dissolving it piece by piece.

Lashaer's spellcasting speed suddenly decreased, becoming erratic and unstable.

"Please, take a seat. Leave the rest to us."

Antanas stayed right beside Lan Qi, using her magic to weave a translucent chair for him.

"Antanas, you truly are a useful demon."

Lan Qi praised Antanas.

"Ehehe."

Antanas, though she didn't know why Lan Qi was praising her, happily scratched the back of her head.

She lowered herself and lightly touched the ground. The barrier expanded across Blood King Palace Square, blocking all the aftershocks outside.

Under her protection, Lan Qi was as if within an impregnable fortress.

The ice and snow demoness, the strongest of the four Great Demons, had pupils that were completely ice-blue, like two cold stars. Thousands upon thousands of ice crystals solidified around her, and then shot towards Lashaer like a steel needle rain.

Countless ice-blue beams pierced through the sky, accurately striking Lashaer's body.

"You are too despicable!"

Duke Lashaer, the Third Progenitor, gritted his teeth. The blood mist around him instantly expanded, turning into a cocoon-shaped energy sphere that enveloped him.

The majority of the ice crystal rain shattered like it had hit an invisible wall upon striking Lashaer's defense, turning into a sky full of crystalline light, but some still hit vital spots, causing Lashaer to roar in anger.

At the same time, the ice and snow demoness's magic flowed into Xin Nuola and Pula Nai, continuously healing them as the vanguard and mid-guard.

Faced with the fierce attacks of the four Great Demons, Lashaer, whose strength was weakened to a tenth, only having about the power of an eighth-tier warrior, began to find it difficult to parry.

Although the ice and snow demoness felt that gang fights were a bit unethical, strictly speaking, the four of them were summons, so this could be considered a fair one-on-one duel.

"With this little attack, you want to hurt me? You're still far off!"

As a ninth-tier mental mage of the Blood Clan, Lashaer was well-versed in the art of combat, and his use of magic had reached the pinnacle.

Lashaer knew that the primary task to turn the tide of battle was to destroy the sun.

As long as the sun summon remained, he would never be able to restore his full strength.

So, he began to concentrate all his mental power, trying to control the surrounding blood mist, turning it into sharp arrows to stab at Lan Qi, who was being protected by the Great Demons.

The dark mist surged around Lashaer, wriggling like a living thing.

They gradually gathered, becoming increasingly thick, and finally turned into sharp black arrows, circling in the air.

Lashaer's eyes were bloodshot, and the veins on his forehead bulged.

Finally, under Lashaer's magical manipulation, countless black arrows moved so fast that they were almost invisible, leaving afterimages as they turned upwards.

Carrying Lashaer's hatred and determination, they vowed to pierce the sun through.

"Too obvious."

But the four Great Demons had already seen through Lashaer's intentions. Antanas and the ice and snow demoness released barrier shields in advance, firmly protecting the sun.

No matter how Lashaer tried, he couldn't shake it in the slightest.

Lashaer's pupils contracted as he watched his black arrows crumble in the face of the light.

He gritted his teeth and once again gathered blood mist, forming an even denser array of arrows, launching a second round of attacks on the sun.

The result was still disappointing.

All of the attacks were easily defeated by the two defense-specialized Great Demons, without exception.

Lashaer's face grew increasingly ugly, and beads of sweat oozed from his forehead.

How can a beast bring four supports to mutually protect each other, with two of them being healers.

He felt that all of his attacks were in vain.

The four of them recovered faster than he did.

"Master Xia, you're really just tickling me."

Lan Qi stood quietly to the side, his emerald eyes still as water under the silver mask.

He seemed to understand everything and was merely waiting quietly, waiting for the final result.

"Lan Keluosi!"

Lashaer faced Lan Qi's mockery but couldn't touch him in the slightest.

The battle had reached a fever pitch, and the entire square was a mess.

The ground was uneven, covered with large and small cracks, some of which were bottomless, almost leading to hell.

The buildings around the square were also not spared.

Stone pillars collapsed, and walls crumbled, as if they had experienced a major earthquake.

The air was filled with the pungent smell of smoke, and the Radiant Virtue shone through the dust, making Blood Moon City appear particularly sallow.

Lightning flashed and thunder rumbled in the night sky, and a gale howled.

Streaks of blood-colored lightning streaked across the sky, snaking like giant serpents.

The thunder roared like war drums, as if the gods were roaring in anger.

Lashaer could block the ultra-long-distance mental interference spells applied by barriers, but they had no effect on the Pope.

Even if he used the killing move of detonating the Pope's mental rift, the Pope would just look at him naively, like he was an idiot.

The Pope was, as he said, a completely different person.

Whenever Lashaer tried to predict Lan Qi's next move, he would find that his spellcasting mechanism had already been seen through.

This feeling of being controlled made Lashaer feel an unprecedented sense of frustration and humiliation.

Almis manipulated ice crystals, laying a layer of ice on the ground under Lashaer's feet, making it difficult for him to stand firm and further reducing his range of movement.

As long as Duke Lashaer, the Third Progenitor, cast a spell, it would be interrupted by Xin Nuola's reverse calculation, making it impossible for him to concentrate.

Antanas was even more wicked, summoning transparent barrier walls, trapping Lashaer within them.

Whenever Lashaer tried to break through the barrier, he would be bounced back, looking disheveled.

"Xin Nuola, you're the main force, fight well, don't be influenced by Antanas."

Pula Nai, on the other hand, watched coldly, directing like a homeroom teacher. He could see through all of Lashaer's mental activity.

"Almis, sorry for making you laugh."

He apologized.

"It's nothing."

Almis had rarely worked with these Great Demons a hundred years ago.

But the ice and snow demoness was already used to the three of their personalities.

Whenever Lashaer had a glimmer of hope or despair, Pula Nai would promptly remind the Great Demons, allowing them to prescribe the right medicine and completely dispel Lashaer's thoughts.

The four Great Demons leisurely played with Lashaer, with their perfect offense and defense, leaving Lashaer flustered.

Lashaer finally recognized reality.

If he hadn't shattered the sun at the moment the other party released it, he would never be able to touch the sun again.

These Great Demon civil officials couldn't make up a pure output character, but they were all flashy acrobat demons. With his weakened state, one spell cast would be predicted, countered, and blocked by two shields. It was simply impossible to touch the sun.

Gradually, Lashaer's mentality began to collapse.

"Lan Keluosi! You have no mage's soul!"

The Third Progenitor Lashaer roared hoarsely.

He was already covered in wounds, his robes tattered and full of scorch marks.

"Put away those damn summons!"

Lashaer's face was as pale as paper, blood spilling from the corners of his mouth, and his eyes were full of bloodshot veins.

This method of fighting only reminded Lashaer of the legendary super-ancient ninth-tier Great Demon—the Hopeless Satya.

Standing in front of that guy, there were only two possibilities, either he could never win or he could definitely win, there were no other suspense!

And at this moment, he felt the terrifying suppression of being beaten by summons to the point where he couldn't resist.

"Obviously, I'm the summoner with the most summoner's soul."

Lan Qi replied with clear logic.

He told Lashaer from the start that he wasn't Lan Keluosi.

So Lashaer couldn't define his profession.

The four Great Demons were calm and composed, their attire still intact, and even with a playful smile on their faces.

"So refreshing, I can also fight a ninth-tier now."

They seemed to be enjoying this battle to the fullest, enjoying Lashaer's pain and despair.

After Lan Qi summoned the brilliant sun, Duke Lashaer became a trapped beast with its claws clipped, struggling in the encirclement.

"Almis, please seal him later."

"No problem."

Under Pula Nai's command, countless crystal-clear ice crystals surrounded the ice and snow demoness.

The ice shimmered with a faint blue light, emitting a bone-chilling cold.

Lashaer's blood mist attacked, and Almis manipulated the ice and snow, turning them into sharp ice arrows, hitting Lashaer head-on.

The ice crystals collided with the blood mist, making a harsh hissing sound, like millions of beasts fighting.

When the ice crystals and blood mist were at a standstill, the Law-Breaking Lord Xin Nuola cut into the battle.

She danced lightly with her scythe, her fingertips flashing with the light of counter-magic, and the blood mist that had originally condensed into arrows began to gradually collapse, turning into specks of black dust, dissipating into the air.

Lashaer's face changed drastically. He could clearly feel that his offensive was being dismantled little by little by the anti-mage.

With no other choice, Lashaer could only switch his attention, trying to directly attack Lan Qi, using offense as defense, to buy himself a chance to breathe.

He condensed the remaining blood mist, turning it into dozens of huge claws, grabbing towards the rear of the four.

But the Guardian Lord Antanas was already prepared.

Her magic weaved into a shield in the air. The blood-colored claws collided with the light shield, making a deafening bang. The blood mist on the tips of the claws splashed and was pushed back completely.

Lashaer's attacks were resolved one after another by the perfect cooperation of the four Great Demons.

He had no support from the Blood Clan Progenitors and could only face the joint attack of the Great Demons alone.

"Lan Keluosi!!"

The Third Progenitor Lashaer felt powerless, his mind and body reaching the brink of collapse.

Lashaer's attacks became increasingly weak, and the blood mist also became increasingly thin.

His face was as pale as paper, blood spilling from the corners of his mouth, and his eyes were full of bloodshot veins.

But even so, he still gritted his teeth and refused to admit defeat.

In his view, as a Blood Clan Progenitor Duke, it would be a great shame to be defeated by four mere Great Demon civil officials.

"If you continue to wear me down, you won't be able to seal me. Lan Keluosi, you have already lost the ability to seal me!"

Lashaer roared, his voice so hoarse it was unrecognizable.

"Do you really think the game isn't over yet?"

Lan Qi didn't consider Lashaer at all, smiling as he looked at the magic card in his hand, engraved with flower seals.

The time was almost up.

It was indeed time to end it.

At this moment, Lan Qi's smile didn't seem to be because he was finally about to end the long-cherished wish of the Shadow World and push the ultimate enemy, the Third Progenitor Lashaer, to the brink.

It was simply because he felt happy looking at this natal card.

"Let you see the most beautiful flower fairy in the world."

Lan Qi raised his palm, his calm gaze without the slightest bit of hostility or war intent, and lightly released the orange epic card as if throwing a petal.

The last familiar, and also Lan Qi's only true natal demon.

The Blood Moon City Square was at its most turbulent moment.

As if the clouds were parting to see the sun, the Blood King Palace was cast with ripples of light by Radiant Virtue.

At the focal point of the sunlight, orange wings fluttered, and a demon girl had already landed in the square.

That was an eternal moment of descent.

Her dress fell like white rose petals, carrying a soul-stirring fragrance of flowers, appearing in the Blood King Palace.

"The legendary magical girl, Grand Love Poet, Lan Fu, has arrived!"

The Mad Love Demon King's voice, like an exploding hum, made time flow again, resounding throughout the square.

She squeezed her throat, using the Grand Love Poet's voice to unleash her demonic sound.

At Lan Qi's request, she, who had swallowed the Grand Love Poet, was going to help Lan Qi use the Grand Love Poet's demonic sound to control the field.

But Talia was afraid that her old friends would discover that she had become Lan Qi's soul-linked natal familiar, so she simply went all the way to the dark, completely pretending to be the alternate-art-skin Grand Love Poet.

"Pfft."

Lan Qi covered his mouth tightly.

His shoulders trembled, desperately trying not to laugh.

He didn't expect Talia to actually do it.

"Lan Qi, you're not allowed to laugh!!"

Talia communicated telepathically, excitedly and aggrievedly, her ears turning red with anxiety.

"Tribute to legendary voice actress Talia, it's really too maidenly."

Even Lan Qi's mental voice was trembling, as if his heart hurt from laughing.

"I'm going to kill you, Lan Qi!"

Talia desperately maintained her acting on the surface, pretending to be the Grand Love Poet, smiling charmingly next to Lan Qi, but in reality, she was almost about to have her soul leave her body, shaking Lan Qi's neck.

After her demonic sound fell, an unimaginable storm-like change was brewing in Blood King Palace Square, as if the realm between dreams and reality was about to be subverted!

The Third Progenitor Duke Lashaer's state instantly became manic. While he was muddle-headed, he felt his vision flickering. He felt like he had slammed into a wall, his eyes constantly seeing stars. He almost fainted and couldn't recover consciousness.

After repeated mental turmoil, ordinary beings would have long exceeded the Mad Love Demon King's killing line.

However, even with his ninth-tier divine-realm level and high mental magic resistance, the Third Progenitor Lashaer couldn't withstand the Mad Love Demon King's interference.

Just by controlling Lashaer for a short time, his defeat was sealed.

The four Great Demons had already split Duke Lashaer into two halves in an instant.

"No, no...!"

When the Third Progenitor Duke Lashaer came back to his senses, he kept trying to wriggle and gather together on the ground, but was increasingly slowed down by the ice seal until he was almost buried in this sea of light.

"Lashaer, do you know how the Fourth Progenitor Duke Eduardo was sealed back then?"

Pula Nai asked, gazing at Duke Lashaer.

As he spoke, he turned his head to look at Lan Qi, who was standing quietly to the side.

"...!"

Duke Lashaer's pupils on the ground suddenly contracted, and his struggle stopped for a moment.

He couldn't guess what was happening, but he felt inexplicably palpitated.

This fake Lan Keluosi had similar means to Lan Keluosi, but there were also some fatal differences.

If his best sealing technique wasn't Chimeric Edict and Eternal Undying Punishment…

Then could there be another sealing technique? A sealing technique used to seal the Fourth Progenitor Marquis Eduardo in this space-time?

Duke Lashaer had reached the end of his road.

His blood mist was defeated, and he was no longer able to resist, briefly suppressed and sealed on the ground.

Lan Qi walked over slowly.

He took out an injection containing Trinity Radiance and the Nekalis Institute's forbidden crest from his pocket.

Lan Qi opened it, pushed the syringe, and looked at the drops coming out of the needle.

"Guess what research results Zhen Ye Qing and I left behind in the secret research institute on Neka Island?"

He asked the Third Progenitor Duke Lashaer, his voice without a trace of fluctuation.

"Zhen Ye Qing? That dead demon woman?!"

Duke Lashaer's pupils contracted, and a trace of fear flashed across his face.

He wanted to retreat, wanted to escape, but his body was nailed in place by the ice pillars, unable to move.

"She's no ordinary demon, but a true demon genius. If only she could have lived longer, your demon-man modification toxin wouldn't be anything."

Lan Qi inserted the needle into Duke Lashaer's neck, and Lashaer immediately felt a chill in his neck.

"What, what is this?!"

When Lashaer heard Lan Qi say "demon-man modification toxin," his heart became a thousand pounds heavy.

Many pictures and scenes kept flashing across Lashaer's trembling pupils.

Lashaer slowly, completely, understood.

Why Lan Keluosi made such a big scene in the Holy Lant Sacred Country.

Why it was the Saintess Sigrid, second only to him, who stabbed him in the back.

Why, before coming here, he had to act crazy and indiscriminately slaughter the provinces of the Honing Empire as much as possible.

All of it had only one answer: he, Lashaer, was being played by Lan Keluosi.

Lan Keluosi had already known everything!

"This is something similar to what you gave to the residents of Honing, but this thing is more high-end, it can cause Blood Clans to mutate in a short time and begin to forcibly demonize."

Lan Qi explained the effects of the reagent in his hand to Lashaer.

Duke Lashaer was briefly stunned.

Turn him into a distorted familiar?

Then… use the demon's internal methods to further transform him?

In an instant, he seemed to understand the connection between Pula Nai's question and Lan Qi's words.

The last time the Fourth Progenitor Eduardo disappeared, the Polant Empire had taken out an unprecedented bomb that shocked them all.

Fortunately, it was later proven to be a scam by the Polant Empire.

Could this kind of bomb really be made?

And the key material was the Blood Clan Progenitor?

"You can't do this! I'm the Third Blood Clan Progenitor, you can't do this!!"

Lashaer was locked tightly in the ice crystals, his eyes bloodshot, his veins bulging, and he roared furiously, blood foaming from his mouth.

No matter how Duke Lashaer roared, he couldn't change the established ending.

Just thinking about himself turning into fuel and being used to blow up large swaths of demon-men, Lashaer felt stifled and humiliated beyond words!!

"Join the glorious evolution, the end of the Blood Clan evolution route is the bomb man."

Lan Qi injected this reagent into Lashaer's neck.

"No, quickly draw this dirty thing out of my body..."

Lashaer's voice became increasingly blurred, almost unintelligible.

He also briefly began to demonize, his skin cracking as if it was about to be torn apart, and an ominous deep purple light emanated from those cracks, until Lashaer's fingertips gradually sharpened into sharp claws, and his ears began to lengthen.

As the aura of the curse spread, Lashaer's hair became disheveled.

Lan Qi threw away the syringe, picked up a small mirror from his pocket, and put it in front of Lashaer, letting him see what he looked like. Lashaer's voice immediately stopped.

Lashaer couldn't believe that he would become so ugly.

"I thought you liked bio-modification quite a bit."

Lan Qi neatly opened the contract scroll specially made by Zhen Ye Qing in the institute back then, contracting Lashaer, who had been rendered powerless.

Lashaer's scarlet pupils gradually became empty, and then completely extinguished.

"Every time, it's up to you to finish things off."

Lan Qi looked at the last semi-transparent card in his hand. The whole card looked illusory, between physical and non-physical, and the lines on it flowed like a beating heart, flashing with unstable brilliance. It was trembling slightly, with a different frequency from this world.

"End the Blood Moon Bad World, Wolf."

Until Lan Qi let go of it.

The magic card also became brighter and brighter. Unlike ordinary magic cards, it was more like a few intertwined spirals, emitting mysterious power.

The spirals that had been released and opened separated from each other, and the light around the vortex was bent, attracted, and torn, until it accelerated and stabilized, and a crack was cut open in the vortex. Its true form finally revealed the giant wolf.

Like a space-time fault, the scarlet runes that appeared and circulated were wandering on that dark and profound body.

In the dim and broken Blood Moon City abyss, it bloomed with earth-shattering red lines. Each line was flashing and breathing, it was a rift in another dimension.

The wolf's giant claw slapped down, and Duke Lashaer was gradually sealed into a blood-red twisted magic card, constantly bursting with electric cocoons.

Lan Qi casually threw the sealed Third Progenitor behind him, and Duke Lashaer was bitten and swallowed by the giant wolf that rushed out.

"Master, please take the wolf to the ground."

Lan Qi called out in his heart and looked towards the Grand Love Poet in her pure white form.

As a soul contractor who could also help him trigger the nuclear fusion wolf, the nuclear fusion wolf could additionally eat a primary slate fire buff if she detonated it.

"Okay."

Talia's flushed face had calmed down a lot at this moment.

She used telekinesis to lift the nuclear fusion wolf into the air and flew towards the sky of Blood Moon City.

"By the way, bring Cat Boss along."

Lan Qi bent down, took the little black cat out of the shadow, and threw it towards Talia in the air.

In case Talia couldn't return to Blood Moon City, Cat Boss could use the immunity field to help her for a while and ensure she could come down.

"Thank you, Lan Qi."

Talia steadily caught the little black coal ball, put her hand on her forehead, saluted Lan Qi, and thanked Lan Qi with a sweet voice against her conscience.

Although she and the Grand Love Poet were immortal, they could still feel pain.

Lan Qi seemed to have remembered her words.

Of course, it was also possible that Lan Qi didn't dare to hurt her or let her die from the beginning.

"So you really can pretend to be a magical girl."

Lan Qi put his hands in his pockets and smiled as he waved at the pure white Grand Love Poet.

Although he might find it a bit disgusting to see Talia speaking like this normally, today's Talia was surprisingly maidenly.

…

A long time later.

Just at the moment when Duke Lashaer disappeared, the entire Blood Moon City felt an unprecedented tremor.

The ground of Saint Trick on Blood Moon City suddenly began to shake violently, perhaps a giant hand was shaking the entire city fiercely.

Blood Moon City, hidden deep underground, could not escape this disaster at this moment.

The rumbling sound exploded like muffled thunder, deafening.

That sound carried a heart-pounding rage and anger.

The earth was roaring, roaring to devour everything.

In the Southern Destruction Palace of Blood Moon City, Marquis Somerset and two Great Demon civil officials staggered and almost fell.

They had to stop fighting and try to maintain their balance.

The stone pillars in the arena were crumbling, and rubble fell from the ceiling, hitting the ground with harsh sounds.

"W-what's going on?"

Marquis Somerset roared in horror, his voice particularly weak in the midst of the violent tremors.

"Lashaer's aura has disappeared?"

The Mercury Lord Michio and the Bone Lord Damon Gate looked at each other, their faces also full of emotion.

They also didn't know what happened, but they probably understood that they had won, and could only barely stabilize their bodies, avoiding the falling rubble.

In the Eastern Ice Palace of Blood Moon City.

The Seventh Progenitor Marquis Heritier and the Profane Lord Merogais also encountered the same situation.

The ice surface under their feet began to crack, and the cracks spread like spiderwebs.

The entire blood-colored ice palace was shaking, and icicles fell from the walls and ceiling, turning into sharp ice blades, flying in all directions.

The injured Marquis Heritier screamed, almost being hit by a piece of ice blade.

The Profane Lord Merogais, on the other hand, seemed more calm, anchoring the ground with her scorpion tail, supporting her body.

She hugged her arms, proudly puffed out her chest, and looked towards the Blood King Palace.

The Soul Palace was in even worse condition.

The altar was crumbling in the earthquake, and countless undead poured out of the cracks in the walls and ground, making mournful howls.

They seemed to be frightened by this sudden change and could only hover in panic in the palace.

The Ninth Progenitor Marquis Bernhard's face was pale, and his lips trembled, as if he wanted to say something, but couldn't make a sound.

The newly assembled body was once again split into pieces by the sword momentum of the Myriad Might Lord, who attacked like a fierce dragon.

…

In Blood King Palace Square, Lan Qi stood there quietly, looking at the four Great Demons in front of him.

He didn't put away Radiant Virtue.

In this wide terrain, it wasn't so dazzling. On the contrary, it would make Blood Moon City Square much warmer.

"Is this the baby bus..."

The ice and snow demoness frowned and muttered to herself.

She initially thought that Antanas was joking to some extent.

The last time she saw Lan Qi and Heberian's seventh-tier Shadow World fragments in Ikariet, Lan Qi also looked mediocre, his start was unsuccessful, he was caught in a bitter battle, fell into a disadvantage, made昏招迭出, and his defeat was certain. He was giving a winning speech.

As expected of a man who could handle Princess Talia, he was indeed a one-in-a-million leader.

"Teacher Almis, thank you for your help."

Lan Qi thanked the ice and snow demoness.

The other three Great Demons were tentatively close friends with him, but he met the ice and snow demoness Almis for the first time in Demon King City.

For Lan Qi, she was Heberian's teacher, which was equivalent to his elder.

The demon's seniority was so troublesome, it was possible that he and Antanas were equals, but Antanas and the ice and snow demoness were also equals, but the ice and snow demoness was a generation higher than him.

"You don't have to be so polite, just call me Almis. Your friends and I are all of the same generation."

The ice and snow demoness didn't believe what Antanas said about the gossip about Lan Qi and Talia at first, but now she believed it a little.

Suddenly, she realized another problem.

If she and Lan Qi were of the same generation, that would be equivalent to lowering Heberian by one generation.

"Of course, if you want to treat me as your teacher's generation, you can also call me Miss Almis. I don't mind."

The ice and snow demoness added.

For Heberian's sake, she was willing to upgrade herself by one generation.

The ice and snow demoness had never been someone who liked to watch gossip, but the fierceness of Cat Boss's restaurant in the future made her a little curious.

"Miss Almis, I really thank you for taking care of Heberian."

Lan Qi still added honorifics to the ice and snow demoness.

While they were talking, Antanas had already cried out by herself on the side.

"It's over, I got an assist in this Shadow World, what about the next one!"

Antanas shouted, holding her head.

Her account was ruined.

"Think about it positively, you got an assist in defeating a ninth-tier powerhouse, maybe there will be an epic reward."

Xin Nuola patted Antanas on the shoulder helplessly, comforting her.

This was much more cost-effective than being on welfare.

"Seems like it is..."

Antanas smiled again after thinking about it.

"But I didn't understand who the nine challengers were in total."

Antanas started counting on her fingers.

The four of them on a vacation tour in Demon King City, plus Heberian, Lan Qi, and Cat Boss, there were only seven challengers.

Who were the remaining two?

Pula Nai didn't say a word, pretending to have returned to the real world.

"..."

Lan Qi thought about it and only shook his head and sighed.

Probably others had this question too.

The remaining two were Talia and Sigrid.

But from the perspective of Talia and Sigrid, there were also eight challengers, because the two of them regarded each other as the Shadow World natives Kaliella and Sigrid.

"Lan Qi, do you know, we prepared a super big surprise for you!"

Antanas ran happily to Lan Qi, clasping her hands tightly in front of her chest, and said.

All the serious things were done, and finally, they could talk about some idle things.

"What surprise could there be?"

Lan Qi asked Antanas in confusion.

Antanas always had this inexhaustible energy.

Generally, what she said exaggeratedly wasn't anything big, she always liked to exaggerate small things.

"The four of us and He Bao..."

Before Antanas could finish speaking, the figures of the four Great Demons in Blood King Palace Square disappeared with the Shadow World.

Lan Qi saw that the countdown to the Shadow World had been cleared.

"Oh well, it seems there's no need to look for Master."

He shook his head and sighed as he stood in place.

Challengers who entered from different entrances would return to different entrances at the end.

And he would return to the same temporary settlement space with Talia and Cat Boss. Antanas and Heberian entered from another void gate, so they would be in another settlement space.

The sun hanging high in the sky above Blood King Palace finally fulfilled its mission.

Its light began to dim gradually, and it slowly closed its eyes like a dying man. Replacing it were countless stars, like newborn babies, opening their eyes for the first time in the sky.

They shone with the light of hope, illuminating this land that had been shrouded in darkness for a long time, as if announcing—

A brand new era with unlimited possibilities had arrived.

A clear radiance filled the hazy mist, and the buildings of Blood Moon City also rose like bubbles.

A little bit of dawn's faint light slipped into the central square delicately and quietly through the dissipating walls.

The Blood Moon Bad World series of Shadow Worlds so far.

Welcomed the settlement moment at this moment.