Why must the devil be Defeated?

"Lord Parren—!?"

Watching as Lord Parren exploded into a shower of blood and flesh before his eyes, four apostles cried out in shock.

"This..."

Shane looked utterly baffled.

That's it?

Was it resolved just like that?

"What did you do to him?"

Shane, startled, turned to Chafne.

Chafne just raised an eyebrow, her face innocent as she said, "I did nothing at all. Didn't he absorb all the Magic Power in this space by himself?"

Shane nearly failed to grasp the meaning of her words.

It was only later, observing the Magic Power that Chafne continuously unleashed around her, that Shane's mouth twitched sharply.

"...did you mix your Magic Power into the atmospheric Magic Power, let that Great Apostle absorb the atmospheric Magic Power with his Unique Skill, allowed your Magic Power to enter his body, and then let that Magic Power lose control and burst him apart?"

Shane's statement didn't elicit a response from Chafne, merely a captivating and heart-stirring smile.

Well, damn, I'm really damn.

Wasn't it said that the most brutal among demons are the Poison Demon and Dragon Demon?

Why do I feel like the most brutal should be this seemingly harmless Enchanting Demon?

Some people are Enchanting Demons on the surface, but actually Wolf Destroyers?

It seems I should reconsider how I act around this devastatingly beautiful woman the next time.

Quietly, Shane wiped away sweat in his mind.

However, just as Shane and Chafne began to relax, suddenly, a gust of putrid wind arose.

"It's not over yet!!!"

Parren's body, which had exploded into a cloud of blood and flesh, reassembled amid the foul wind, reforming back to its original state, roaring angrily.

"I'm not that easy to kill, Enchanting Demon Chafne!"

Calling out, Parren swung the staff in his hand, creating a furious gust of wind that blew toward Shane and Chafne.

"Not dead yet?"

Frowning, Chafne silently slapped her palm again.

"Boom!"

An overwhelming Magic-Powered giant palm burst forth, smashing the approaching foul wind, the tumultuous atmosphere, and Parren's barely restored body, causing him to burst apart into a shower of blood and flesh again.

Yet, quickly, that shower of blood and flesh once again coalesced amid the putrid wind, resurrecting Parren.

"Ahh...!"

The resurrected Parren not only whipped up a furious wind but even made the earth and heaven rotate, turning the whole space into an upside-down world of chaos, making everyone dizzy and unstable, extremely uncomfortable.

Chafne's frown deepened, Magic Power surging out as she, like a mountain rooted from twisted space, forcefully stabilized the surrounding space with immense strength.

Without hesitation, Shane employed the Fixed Grant Magic, targeting the surrounding space and solidifying it firmly, preventing any further distortion.

Seeing this, Parren continued his roaring fury, whipping up the putrid wind and twisting the world, intent on crushing Shane and Chafne directly.

But alas, strong as he was, he wasn't without solutions, not to mention Chafne; even Shane, with Magic Power far superior to his, could counteract the spatial anomalies caused by Crimson Sun Hell's magic.

But...

"It seems his Unique Skill has some other mysteries, making him very hard to kill."

While releasing Magic Power to stabilize his form, Chafne, as if dealing with a cockroach that wouldn't die, looked towards Shane with annoyance.

"You take care of it, kill him."

Given time, Chafne would definitely be able to decipher Parren's Unique Skill and utterly annihilate him.

But it wasn't necessary.

Even if Parren was truly an unkillable cockroach, facing Shane, he could only consider himself unlucky.

After all, the Holy Sword is the true bane of all demons; struck by the Holy Sword, even the hardest to kill demon must die utterly.

"Fine, it seems I must step in."

Grasping this, Shane sighed and without further ado, he unsealed the Holy Sword.

"Unseal (Heresu)!"

In the brief unsealing Spell, the sealed blade of the Holy Sword in Shane's hand disintegrated into fragments, turning into three Sealing Rings appearing on the hilt of the Holy Sword.

Shane had unlocked all three seals of the Holy Sword in one breath.

Now that his identity was exposed and there was no need for secrecy, Shane could use the Holy Sword openly against his enemies.

Moreover, that experience in the Imperial City had indeed taught Shane a profound lesson; knowing that even the strongest beings could falter, when encountering higher-level battles, Shane no longer harbored thoughts of holding back.

Shane did not want to have a fifty-fifty reputation, having hidden power yet never using it.

If there were unspeakable secrets, it would be one thing, but now that there were none, Shane naturally wanted to dominate every battlefield, crushing with overwhelming might.

Thus, aside from the side effects of Reincarnation Destiny, Shane had decided he would no longer hide his strength.

The Holy Sword, born from the concept of "Hero," is the crystallization of power that only true heroes can wield, and using it requires no price; with that in mind, why should Shane be courteous at all?

Just go all out!

Thus, a radiant brilliance burst forth from the unsealed Holy Sword in Shane's hand, instantly claiming the heavens and earth, turning crimson into gold.

An astonishing Holy Wave swept through the entire space, making Parren's pupils contract and even Chafne couldn't help becoming solemn, her heart pounding.

It was the divine weapon capable of slaughtering all demons, sparing neither Demon Folk nor Demon King—the most powerful miracle.

"Come, let me strike you, and see if you can still resurrect."

Shane flashed a terrifying smile at Parren.

An astounding aura erupted from his body.

At that moment, having acquired the power of the Holy Sword, Shane had easily transcended both the Legendary and Limit Levels.

"His... His Holy Sword has such immense power...!?"

Parren's face was filled with horror.

"Whoosh!"

Suddenly, Shane vanished.

"Not good!"

Parren instantly sensed something, his face drastically paling, and without a second thought, his body convulsed into the twisted space and disappeared.

"Clang!"

A brilliant sword light slashed through the next second where Parren had been, cutting through the distorted space.

"Escaping?"

Shane flashed abruptly, squinted his eyes, and suddenly turned his body, rushing furiously in one direction.

There, Parren's figure quietly emerged.

"Quick! Block him!"

Parren's voice, filled with extreme urgency, echoed loudly.

Clearly, Parren too understood that despite being hard to kill, once hit by the Holy Sword, the outcome would be certain death.

The group of Angel Envoys heard Parren's desperate command, each inwardly lamenting their plight.

Even Parren, at the Limit Level with such powerful Unique Skill activated, had to flee before Shane; how could they, merely at the Legendary Level, possibly stop Shane?

But Parren, unconcerned whether his Angel Envoys were willing, directly twisted the space, causing several Angel Envoys to appear right in Shane's path.

Simultaneously, Parren manipulated the space around Shane, crazily imposing negative effects on him.

For instance, increasing the gravity around Shane, restricting his speed, and adding to his burden.

Or completely distorting the space, making Instant Movement impossible for Shane.

And repeatedly inverting the world, causing Shane to lose his sense of direction, vision, and hearing.

Parren had done everything possible.

However...

"Boom!"

Accompanied by a terrifying burst of Magic Power from Shane, gravity, space distortion, and the inverted world were forcefully fixed in place.

"How is this possible...!?"

Parren couldn't believe his own eyes.

Even Chafne gasped, murmuring involuntarily.

"Transcendence..."

Yes.

Transcendence.

Now, with his Level already reaching 95 and the Holy Sword fully unsealed, even without using the Special Skill "Reincarnation Destiny" to burn Magic Power and amplify his own capabilities, Shane had the power to transcend.

That power, while perhaps not equal to a Demon, was still not inferior to the existences like the Life Goddess and the Nature Goddess.

So now, Shane could, just like Chafne, rely on the release of Magic Power alone, using pure and absolute strength to fix the entire space, and even this part of the heavens and earth.

Thus, Shane's figure flickered several times, speeding past the panicked Xi Sai and Sean in front.

"Splash!"

In a consistently crisp slashing sound, the sword light flashed and vanished.

Xi Sai and Sean, already eroded by the Holy Power of the Holy Sword, couldn't avoid Shane's ultimate slash as he entered the threshold of Transcendence Level, splattering blood right there.

"Sean...!"

"Big brother...!"

Two Alien Spirit Clan Legendary Level elites wailed as they called out to each other, neatly split in two amidst a torrent of blood rain, both halved simultaneously.

Xi Sai—dead.

Sean—dead.

The brothers, who had hidden in Enchanting Demon City for hundreds of years, met their unworthy deaths in this crimson world.

Yet Shane did not even turn his head, continuing to furiously speed towards where Parren was.

"Stop him! Stop him—!"

Parren was now terrified to the core, repeatedly bellowing with rage while he vanished into the twisted space, fleeing in all haste.

"Ah ah ah ah ah ah...!"

The remaining two mid-aged Old Demon Clan Angel Envoys at Level 98 could only watch Shane approaching, roaring out loud, one raising a massive sword, the other a huge shield, attempting to block Shane.

But what met them was a sudden brilliant sword light in front of their eyes.

Gazing at that dazzling sword light, momentarily, the Old Demon Clan Angel Envoys were reminded of their words when they had just arrived in Enchanting Demon City and entered the Alien Spirit Clan with Parren, hearing about Shane's existence.

"Just give the command, Lord Parren, and we will bring the Hero's head right now."

"Even if he is the Hero, with the four of us attacking together, we don't believe he can't be defeated."

Recalling what they had said then, only at this moment did they realize how naïve they had been.

Endless regret surged in their hearts.

Then, the sword light flashed...

The consciousness of a male and a female middle-aged Old Demon Clan Faction Angel Envoys was abruptly cut off forever.