Mind-Weaving Demon

In the crimson world, the four Legendary-tier experts who had been flaunting their might moments ago were all slain by Shien in less than a few seconds.

At this point, Xisai and Xien's corpses were still falling when the middle-aged Old Demon Faction apostles followed after them, clutching their severed greatswords, greatshields, and fallen heads as blood sprayed across the sky and carried them downward.

Holding the gleaming golden Holy Sword, Shien turned his gaze toward Parien, his aura clearly that of the Transcendent Class.

But Parien had already fled like a desperate fugitive, blinking repeatedly through distorted space as he darted into the distance.

There, Shafna floated in midair.

In other words, after sacrificing his four top-tier Legendary-tier apostle subordinates to buy himself a little time, Parien had charged straight at Shafna.

"You've got some nerve."

Shafna laughed in fury.

Parien's overestimation of himself made her feel as though she had been insulted.

Without hesitation, Shafna raised a hand and gathered astonishing magical power.

If that palm strike landed, it would undoubtedly be more terrifying than any of Shafna's previous attacks.

At the very least, Parien felt a lethal sense of crisis rise within him.

Yet the horrifying magical power that made his scalp tingle did not stop Parien.

Hurry! Hurry!

Parien cried out in utter anxiety.

His preparations were now being activated.

Succubus City.

After Shafna left, nothing unusual had happened there. It continued functioning as normally as before.

Yet no one noticed that, while Shafna had been trapped in Crimson Sun Hell, chilling scenes had continually unfolded throughout Succubus City.

"The day has finally come."

A demon who had lived in Succubus City for a long time sighed. He looked toward Succubus Castle, his eyes filled with both infatuation and reluctance. In the end, he reached into