Why must the devil be Defeated?

Actually, Xi Sai and Sean cannot truly be considered traitors.

Because they were never loyal to the Demon Clan of Chafne to begin with.

They were apostles cultivated over hundreds of years by Parren, belonging to the Old Demon Clan under the Primordial Demon. They were merely acting under Parren's orders, hiding among their own people in the Demon Realm, and even infiltrating the Enchanting Demon City to serve as spies.

Therefore, they are not traitors, but spies—

spies of the Old Demon Clan Faction under the Primordial Demon.

Using special magic tools provided by Parren, they managed to hide their identities and levels for hundreds of years.

Xi Sai even became a commander under the Enchanting Demons, which shows how deeply they were concealed.

If it hadn't been for Parren's recent command demanding that they spare no effort to secure a position among the followers accompanying Enchanting Demon Xiefuni on her journey, and to strike opportunistically, these brothers from the Alien Spirit Clan might have continued to remain hidden.

Their existence thus proves the saying—"Raise soldiers for a thousand days, use them for one moment."

This was the "moment" when the brothers Xi Sai and Sean needed to be utilized.

After this battle, neither Xi Sai nor Sean could continue to stay in the Enchanting Demon City, let alone the Demon Realm, forsaking even their clan.

For the two of them, it was indeed a painful ordeal.

After all, having spent hundreds of years within the Enchanting Demon City, they had more than once seen the stunning beauty of Enchanting Demon Xiefuni and fallen for her.

After this event, they could only become enemies of Xiefuni.

But now, they were unable to afford even such sentimentality.

"Cough...!"

"Spurt!"

Both brothers, severely wounded, continuously coughed up blood.

At this moment, the Holy Wave of the Holy Sword had invaded their bodies, relentlessly destroying their internal tissues.

"Is this...this the dreadful might of the Hero's Holy Sword?"

Xi Sai's expression changed drastically.

"Big brother!"

Sean grew terrified.

Only at that moment did the brothers realize how grave it was to strike at a Hero—and to be wounded by the Holy Sword of a Hero.

Just like the Poison Demon commander named Alder, who had been wounded by a Holy Sword a thousand years ago—holy power still lingered within him, eroding his flesh, significantly reducing his level and greatly affecting his strength.

The brothers from the Alien Spirit Clan experienced the same treatment as Alder, with their bodies being eroded by the Holy Power from Shane's Holy Sword; their injuries grew increasingly severe, rendering them staggeringly weak.

Seeing this state of affairs, the expression on Parren's face became significantly uglier, mixed with surprise and uncertainty.

"This Hero really is an unpredictable factor, with such formidable strength."

Parren had finally realized how thorny Shane's presence could be.

It wasn't that he had previously underestimated the Hero, but compared to Chafne, a demon, the threat of a Hero who had not yet achieved Transcendence had been greatly diminished.

It wasn't until this moment that Parren jolted into realization.

"He, still naive, could have forced the 'Star' into retreat?"

Although the young master who had earned the title of 'Star' was no talented individual, merely a pitiful person who had to continuously devise ways to create powerful Magic Life forms to compensate for his own lack of combat strength, he had ultimately gained recognition from their leader and had become an existence equal to them.

Since even he had been forced into retreat by this Hero, Parren naturally could not underestimate him.

Upon understanding this, Parren began to take action.

"Rumble...!"

Suddenly, the entire crimson sky and land trembled even more violently.

A fishy wind howled like a storm.

The reversed sky below suddenly transformed into a sea of blood, with turbulent waves.

Within the blood sea, wildly raging figures started to gradually appear.

Irregular shapes, irregular limbs, appearances assembled from demons not of the same races, and a madness not found in any earthly life forms.

Who else could it be, if not the Refining Demon?

"Wow, an entire Monster Army hidden in this space," Shane remarked in amazement.

"Hmph!"

Chafne furrowed her brows and coldly huffed in displeasure.

Obviously, seeing these monster-like Refining Demons, the mood of the most beautiful Great Witch in all of Omni Potanssen was far from beautiful.

For a human like Shane, these were merely disgusting monsters, but for the Demon Clan, these Refining Demons were not just that.

They were monsters crafted by sacrificing demons as materials, even sacrificing demon companions as materials to refine, and they would also become the sacrifices to nurture Demon Infants, allowing the Demon Infants to grow and ultimately become a part of the so-called Seventh Demon's body.

In the eyes of orthodox members of the Demon Clan, or in the eyes of a Demon like Chafne, these monsters were a desecration of the Demon Clan, a desecration of Demon, a filthy existence.

Shane could not help but comment upon seeing Chafne's displeasure.

"If it bothers you that much, why not crush them? What are you waiting for?"

His words, simple and brutal, shocked not only Parren and the others but also left Chafne slightly taken aback.

"You want me to make a move?"

Chafne pointed at herself.

"Why?" Shane was puzzled. "Can't you make a move?"

"It's not that," Chafne blinked. "It's just that with opponents of this level, it's usually the people around me who handle them."

In other words, Chafne rarely took action herself.

Who made her an Enchanting Demon?

Even if she wanted to act, subordinates like Liel would immediately take on the task, tossing out a "There's no need for Great Witch Chafne to personally deal with such insignificant enemies," and would then unilaterally resolve everything that was troubling.

Moreover, there were plenty like Gray who volunteered to become defenders of beauty, which meant that Chafne had virtually no chance to act when she had companions by her side.

Over time, Chafne had developed the habit of not taking action unless she was enraged and absolutely forced to do so.

Shane, without thinking, immediately condemned this habit.

"Do you know I almost got turned over when I was in the Imperial City?" Shane said very directly, "Back then, I relied on having Lilith by my side and wasn't in a rush to resolve the enemies."

The implication was that if he didn't take the situation seriously, even beings of Demon level could potentially turn the tables.

Not to mention, this time, the opponents were clearly well-prepared.

"I don't think a group of merely Limit Level Old Demon Clan Faction, knowing full well the huge gap between themselves and Transcend Level Demons, would dare to come out headless without any plan."

Shane expressed his views.

Chafne understood.

"If that's the case, let's kill them all."

At these words, heaven and earth shook.

"Gah!"

"Awooo!"

One after another, Refining Demons emerged from the sea of blood, frantically rushing towards where Chafne was, bringing a whirlwind of blood and foul wind.

At this, a sharp light flashed in Chafne's eyes, and a slender palm slowly rose, suddenly pressing down towards the oncoming Refining Demon Army below.

"Boom!"

The next second, a gigantic palm formed purely of Magic Power, like an iron seal dropped from heaven, created a roar as it crushed down towards below, like a falling sky.

Wherever the Magic Power giant palm passed, all the Refining Demons were like grains of dust, exploding under the terrifying power the moment they touched the gigantic imprint.

When all the Refining Demons were obliterated by the giant hand as if they were insignificant ants, the hand of Magic Power landed in the sea of blood, and with an even more terrifying boom, blasted and evaporated the entire sea of blood.

"Pfft!"

Parren spat out a mouthful of blood immediately.

"Lord Parren!"

"Lord Parren!"

The two Angel Envoys attending by his side were completely horrified.

Even the severely injured Xi Sai and Sean were shocked by this sudden change.

"Cripes!"

Shane even swore outright.

"Could this be the legendary palm technique that descends from the sky?"

My lord, you are awesome, Enchanting Demon Lord.

But it seems like the person herself isn't very satisfied with this battle achievement.

"I wanted to shatter this entire space."

Chafne appeared quite dissatisfied.

"So, is it Pride or your pride?"

Shane couldn't help but roll his eyes.

Parren watched this scene, coughing blood, his face grim as he growled.

"Shatter this entire space?"

"That won't be easy!"

"This is my Unique Skill created space, exclusive to myself. Unless I die, even a Demon cannot destroy this space!"

This was probably the truth.

In this world, there weren't many powers that a Transcend Level Demon could do nothing about, but a Unique Skill was precisely one of them.

As a power that transcended the norm, each Unique Skill had its own effects, which could be very strong or very weak.

If it were the latter, the situation where it couldn't even compare to a standard Level 1 Skill could occur.

If it were the former, then an effect that even a Demon couldn't handle might emerge.

That is why a Unique Skill is this world's most miraculous power.

Even existences that had achieved Transcendence, that could escape the bind of Level and Skill concepts, were still not freed from the Unique Skill; they must still employ it against enemies, which tells of the tremendous influence a powerful Unique Skill has on Transcend Level beings.

Only the Demon King and the Supreme God could transcend the concept of Unique Skills to attain an unmatched terrifying power solely through themselves.

This was an exception to the rule, even beyond the binding of "Reason" - a great life.

Unless one reached that level, even a transcendental Demon had to adhere to some rules and laws of Unique Skills.

Chafne certainly understood this point.

"Then let's kill you first."

Chafne declared something as common as anything else.

Following that, Chafne directed a light snap of her fingers towards Parren's direction.

"Bang!"

The vomiting Parren suddenly exploded, turning into a sky of flesh and blood, dying on the spot.