Demon Realm.
Beneath a sky thick with thunderclouds, Demon King Castle lay hidden in a sea of mist. Accompanied by eerie music, it flickered in and out of sight like a phantom.
Its outer walls were built from dark gray stone. Towering spires loomed faintly amid the overcast sky, their sharp peaks nearly piercing the heavens. Ancient runes twisted and intertwined across the barrier, silently recounting the secrets of the Demon Realm, while a winding path divided the Demon Realm Garden and passed through the castle's layers of massive gates.
After passing through the castle gates and corridors, they reached a central courtyard paved with intricately patterned stone slabs. Particles of faint light drifted from the indoor fountains.
At the very depths lay the Throne Hall. Black armor stood along both sides of the corridor, and a profound, gloomy aura permeated the hall.
"Mm..."
Hughberlian slowly awoke from her slumber with a weary hum.
Her silver hair fell like a waterfall, softly covering her pale-blue dress, while the hem spread lightly beneath the throne.
Her amber pupils no longer resembled the human eyes she usually disguised them as. They had returned to their truest demonic form. Her hair was no longer simply tied with a ribbon, either; she could feel the chill of the luxurious hair ornaments.
Hughberlian raised her head as if awakening from a dream, only to discover that she was sitting upon an imposing throne.
Several demons had gathered in the hall.
They looked all manner of ways. Some were solemn and imposing, while others were hideous and terrifying.
Many of them possessed magical power comparable to or even greater than Antanas's, leaving Hughberlian afraid to meet their eyes!
Hughberlian instinctively panicked and wanted to activate her invisibility and flee.
But then she thought about it.
She