Witch of Fear - Lillian

Within a 30-meter radius of Vivian, everything froze in place.

But nothing outside the Wizard Tower had changed. The cold wind was still howling, and everything seemed normal. Goria sat motionless, her lips slightly parted as if she wanted to say something, but she looked like a puppet, even her eyes were completely still. Opposite her was a completely still black shadow, shrouded in distorted shadows, and one could vaguely see a look of utter horror in its eyes.

Vivian's petite figure landed lightly, her hands moving rapidly as she cast spells, uttering a series of musical notes.

This is the oldest Abyssal!

A language imbued with special power, and a major component of [Blasphemy], only certain powerful Demon Lord and fallen Evil God can master even a portion of it. This language is extremely valuable knowledge within the Abyss; since Abyss emergence, only one legendary being has been able to speak it fluently. She is the oldest Demon and the world's first Succubus —though at that time, she wasn't called Succubus, and even the Balor hadn't appeared yet. Her name is long lost to history; all that is known is that even the Succubus Queen standing before her must humbly bow her head and address her as—[Lady of Pain].

This is a very strange individual.

Anyone who worships her, serves her, or regards her as Deity, will be mercilessly killed by her!

She is one of the Abyss Avatar of the abyss, capable of slaying Greater Divinity Deity without needing any Portfolio, and the only one considered to possess ' Greater Divinity '. [Note: Not Overdeity.]

She was a being without Divine Rank or Divine Power; no one knew what she was thinking.

She once veered towards chaos, but later entered into Lawful.

She is the eternal Neutral!

This Lady of Pain still stands at the center of the Multiverse, watching the changes throughout the universe. However, her realm is no longer open to outsiders; for three thousand years, no one has been able to enter her territory.

Vivian's spellcasting took a very long time.

She uttered a series of ancient Abyssal. At the same time, the space before her began to distort, as if time and space were shattering. The space before her began to collapse, breaking apart like fragments. A rift in time and space appeared. Then she stretched out her small, white hand and took out a fragment from this dark and deep rift in time and space. This fragment transformed into a Longsword, almost taller than her entire body.

--"Destruction Demon Sword!" [Epic Spell]

Vivian's small hands gripped a long, narrow demonic sword. It wasn't a weapon made of matter, but rather a fragment of extracted spacetime, merely manifested as a sword. She raised the Destruction Demon Sword with both hands and swung it once. Seemingly finding it a little awkward, she pouted slightly and muttered, "I'm definitely more comfortable using a whip."

The demonic sword touched the ground.

Because she was so short, the ground beneath her feet was completely disintegrated, revealing a sword mark nearly three inches deep. There was nothing inside the mark, not even a speck of dust. Anything that came into contact with the Destruction Demon Sword was annihilated. She gripped the long, narrow Destruction Demon Sword and flew forward, arriving directly in front of the Hand of Despair. Before her stood a motionless puppet, completely devoid of movement. She swung the sword with a chaotic, almost chaotic motion, as if smashing a toy, instantly splitting the Hand of Despair in two!

Time began to return to normal.

A still breeze blew through the window, and everything that had been static in the seemingly isolated space began to reconnect with the outside world. Although thirty seconds had passed outside, everything inside remained frozen in time, except for the slight change that occurred when Vivian moved. A glimmer of light returned to the Hand of Despair's eyes. He seemed to want to do something. However, there was a gash in his chest, but no blood flowed out; everything that came into contact with the Destruction Demon Sword had been decomposed.

He opened his mouth as if to say something, but his entire body vanished like dust!

The body of the Hand of Despair gradually collapsed. Flesh and blood turned to dust as it crumbled, and finally, when Vivian retrieved the Destruction Demon Sword, only a wisp of black dust remained on the ground, resembling some special material structure. The Destruction Demon Sword couldn't decompose all matter; anything it touched had to undergo an extremely high Saving Throw throw (Legendary difficulty). If it couldn't overcome the saving throw, it would be directly destroyed and decomposed, regardless of whether you were Legendary Professional or Avatar walking among mortals.

Any object that is not in a pure energy form must be forcibly subjected to the decomposition judgment of the Destruction Demon Sword.

This is the Destruction Demon Sword.

One of the most powerful Epic Spell in the Evocation, capable of crushing and destroying most matter, including other Legendary Equipment!

Only Artifact can withstand a direct confrontation with the Destruction Demon Sword.

Goria's mind was still stuck thirty seconds ago. She didn't know what had happened in those thirty seconds, but when she came to her senses, the Hand of Despair had driven her to the brink was dead. Before her stood Vivian, who looked somewhat dissatisfied. The little girl muttered something softly, as if saying, "Damn it!... It's already transformed into a shadow Hit Points!... I should have cast Soul Binding first!..."

As she said this...

In the Shadow Plane, within an ancient and dark Basement, a distorted shadow suddenly appeared. This shadow then materialized into a human form, reverting to the shape of the Hand of Despair. However, all his equipment had vanished; only a blurry body composed of shadow energy remained. His expression seemed angry. He stood up, glanced around, and then walked to a leaping flame, slowly saying, "The First Fear God Child has fully awakened!... She destroyed my body!... I must reconstruct my physical form!..."

Inside the tower.

Goria struggled to her feet, staring at Vivian in Avatar Demon form, and murmured, "You!... Vivian!..."

The little girl turned her head with some dissatisfaction, stared at her with wide eyes, and pouted, saying disdainfully, "I've already told you I'm not Vivian!"

"My name is Lillian!"

"I am the most powerful Fear Witch!..."

After speaking, she turned and left. Just a moment ago, she exuded a powerful aura, like a high and mighty Demon Lord. But the next moment, she controlled the smaller version of the Demon wings behind her, causing them to tremble slightly. Like Succubus who hadn't yet grown up, she wobbled and flew up in a somewhat clumsy manner. She had been hovering in the air using Spell power, but now she was truly flying, using the Demon wings behind her. However, she looked very awkward, making one worry that she might accidentally fall.

It seemed she hadn't quite mastered controlling her wings yet; her petite body swayed comically in the air!

Whether she's Vivian or Lillian, she doesn't seem to have grown up yet.

Goria struggled to her feet, her injuries having been partially neutralized by Spell. She gazed weakly at Vivian, who had already flown out of the Wizard Tower, and asked, "Where... where are you going?..."

"Nonsense!"

The little girl swaying in the sky turned her head, glanced at her, and pouted, "Of course I'm going to kill those Fear God Child! If I don't kill them, am I supposed to wait for them to grow stronger and come after me?... I'm not that stupid or an idiot!... Once I've killed them all, I'll be the Demon Lord of Fear!..."

"Oh, right!... If my brother comes looking for me, just tell him I'll be back after killing all those bastards, and I'll have a big gift for him!..."

The little girl looked incredibly confident, as if she could obliterate all the other Fear God Child with a wave of her hand!

Unfortunately, no matter how spirited and arrogant she was, when she flew out, she looked like a fledgling bird, wobbling and flying for a long time before only getting a dozen meters away. Her Demon wings were too small, as if they hadn't fully grown yet, and they didn't have the same domineering aura as the other High-tier Demon when they spread their wings!

Perhaps feeling that flying like this would take forever, the little girl muttered a dissatisfied remark, then raised her little hand to open a Portal.

She then stepped into the Portal and vanished from Goria's sight.

Located hundreds of kilometers from the Wizard Tower.

A dark Portal suddenly appeared in the sky, and Vivian's petite figure emerged from it. She flapped her Demon wings comically, flew a short distance, then pouted and wobbled to the ground, complaining, "What an idiot!... She grows so slowly!... Useless!..."

The little girl landed unsteadily.

As she drew closer to the ground, she frowned slightly, touching herself with her small hand and murmuring, "Why do I feel like my power is dwindling?... Wait a minute!... I still have all my power!..."

"Oh no! We're doomed!"

"All the power went to that idiot and moron!... How could this be!... How could I possibly lose to that idiot and moron?... Isn't she completely devoid of Divinity?...

"Don't want!..."

"I don't want to go back!... It's pitch black in there!... Idiot!... Moron!... Bastard!... Let me out!..."

"I will be back!..."

thump.

Vivian, who had just landed about ten meters above the ground, suddenly plummeted. The Demon wings behind her gradually dissipated, and the eerie tattoo on her earlobe disappeared. Her small body fell directly into a lake, splashing water and creating ripples.

...(To be continued~^~)