Moonlit Appearance, a Glimmer of Hope?

The gap in tiers was like an insurmountable chasm.

Killing a fifth-tier opponent as a fourth-tier was already the limit he had reached with the help of the system, equipment, and the Chaos Spirit Furnace.

Killing a sixth-tier opponent as a fourth-tier?

It was simply impossible.

Even a fifth-tier Earth Knight would have no chance of victory against a sixth-tier devil, especially one under the Fourth Demon God.

But he had no other choice.

As he was contemplating this, a voice filled with mockery and amusement drifted from behind a nearby tree.

"Clap, clap, clap."

Accompanied by slow, deliberate applause, a figure slowly emerged.

The newcomer was dressed in a luxurious black noble suit, his face pale, his eye sockets deep. It was the Count of the Undead Demon Race, Valen.

He appraised Xuan Ye, who was sitting cross-legged, with great interest, a smile of appreciation on his lips.

"Impressive, impressive."

Valen said, "You, a Moon Demon who grew up among humans, truly have some talent to have killed so many of my subordinates."

Facing Valen's "praise," Xuan Ye remained expressionless, not even lifting his eyelids.

Valen seemed to enjoy this condescending posture, his smile deepening, carrying a morbid excitement, like dissecting prey.

"It's fine, you don't have to say anything now."

"When you fall into my hands, I'll have plenty of ways to make you talk."

"The fun of Necromancy isn't just about reviving corpses. Stripping away the soul and roasting it with Soul Fire, that kind of torment will turn even the most stubborn hero into the most obedient dog."

"Believe me, you'll tell me everything, like what dirty deals you Moon Demons have with humans."

Valen's smile grew more cruel.

He gently raised his hand and waved it casually.

"Rustle... rustle rustle..."

From the shadows of the forest, figures emerged.

Dozens of fifth-tier devils with powerful auras appeared from all directions. They were of various types, including berserkers wielding giant axes and shadowy devils with elusive figures. Each exuded a strong killing intent, completely sealing off all of Xuan Ye's escape routes.

Behind them, there were more countless Fourth Tier Devil Race, a dense black mass, surging like a tide, completely surrounding the forest.

Xuan Ye's heart sank to the bottom.

His original desperate plan was to feign surrender, get close to Valen, and then launch a thunderous counterattack. Even if he couldn't take the Count down with him, he wanted to heavily injure this Sixth Tier Earl.

But now, it seemed he didn't even have the chance to get close to the opponent.

Helpless?

No.

It was boundless killing intent.

Xuan Ye's eyes turned completely grim, without any further fluctuation.

Then let's kill.

Kill one and it's even, kill two and it's a profit.

His hatred for Long Xingyu was bone-deep, but he harbored no goodwill towards these Devil Race who slaughtered human towns and fed on life.

This world, from the moment he transmigrated, had been filled with blood and fire.

Neighboring towns were massacred, merchant caravans were robbed, and human corpses piled up like mountains at the Demon Realm border.

"Clang--!"

The Vengeance Longsword was unsheathed, its blade cutting through the dim forest with a faint glow.

Since there was no path to retreat, he would face death and be reborn!

"Instantaneous Movement Steps!"

Xuan Ye's figure suddenly vanished from his spot.

The next instant, he appeared before a Fifth Tier Berserker Demon. Simultaneously, a Light Shadow Clone identical to him materialized out of thin air, lunging towards a Shadow Demon on the other side.

The main body and the clone attacked at the same time!

"Corrosive Light Slash!"

A sword light imbued with both light and dark attributes, carrying the momentum to tear everything apart, instantly slashed towards the Fifth Tier Berserker Demon's neck.

The Berserker Demon didn't even have time to raise its great axe to block. It only felt a blur before its eyes, and its head flew high into the air.

One sword, instant kill!

However, almost at the same time.

"Pfft!"

On the other side, the Light Shadow Clone, only halfway through its charge, was instantly hit by several attacks and dissipated into light points.

The enemy numbers were too great.

Fighting two at once was already the limit.

"Hmm?"

Valen, beneath the tree, let out a soft sound of surprise.

On his pale face, the playful smile tightened slightly.

"Interesting."

"Fourth Tier strength, yet you can instantly kill a Fifth Tier... You have more secrets than I imagined."

He seemed to have become more interested in Xuan Ye.

"However, the game ends here."

Valen slowly raised his right hand, clad in a white glove, and the Bone Staff appeared silently in his palm.

Without chanting, he simply pointed in Xuan Ye's direction.

"Sixth Tier Necromancy - Touch of Decay."

Instantly, Xuan Ye felt an irresistible aura of death envelop him.

On the ground, countless gray-black death energies transformed into Withered Bone Arms, erupting from the soil and tightly gripping his ankles.

A powerful suction emanated from the bone hands, frantically draining his Vitality and Inner Spiritual Power.

"Bang!"

Xuan Ye was violently pulled to the ground by this force, his bones groaning under the unbearable strain.

His Inner Spiritual Power shield was as fragile as a piece of thin paper against this power, shattering in an instant.

With a single blow, he was heavily wounded.

"Hahaha..."

The surrounding Devil Race members erupted in unrestrained laughter.

In their eyes, Xuan Ye was now like an insect caught in a spider's web, no matter how he struggled, he could not escape his fated death.

Their Commander had personally taken action; this encirclement was over.

Valen didn't continue his attack; he seemed to be enjoying the sight of his prey struggling in despair.

But just then.

"Snap."

From the other side of the woods, came the clear sound of a branch breaking.

Valen's movements stopped. He frowned slightly and looked back.

He saw several figures emerging from the dense forest. Leading them was a woman in a Gorgeous Purple Long Skirt.

She had Silver Long Hair, a stunningly beautiful face, and a noble aura, with a hint of coldness between her brows.

It was the Moon Demon Race Princess, Yueye.

At this moment, Yueye's gaze was fixed intently on Xuan Ye.

She hadn't arrived too late; she had seen Valen heavily injure Xuan Ye with a sixth-tier magic spell.

Yueye's arrival instantly froze the atmosphere.

The smile vanished from Valen's face.

Xuan Ye used all his strength to thrust the Vengeance Longsword into the Soil in front of him, supporting himself as he half-knelt.

He gasped for air, his chest in agony, but he didn't look at Valen. Instead, he looked towards the newly arrived Moon Demon Race members.

He didn't recognize who they were, and his vision was extremely blurry. He only saw that the leader was a female figure.

A sliver of hope quietly rose in his almost dead heart.

The Moon Demon Race had a small population and was extremely united.

His current disguised identity was that of a Moon Demon Race member.

Perhaps... perhaps there was a chance of survival.

He didn't want to die.

He hadn't avenged Long Xingyu yet.

And... Cai'er.

He couldn't die here.