The icy blade was already pressed against her slender neck, its chilling killing intent making her body stiffen instantly.
Vergil had somehow moved close like a ghost. There was not the slightest hint of pity for beauty in those ice-blue eyes, only bone-deep coldness.
At the same time, Lady stepped forward and mercilessly pressed her rocket launcher against the succubus's lower back.
"What happened inside?" Vergil's voice was low and dangerous, carrying unquestionable pressure. "Speak."
Lady chimed in from the side, adding viciously, "Yeah! Spill it! Why are you all running out like ghosts are chasing you?"
The succubus went pale from fright. Feeling the piercing cold of Yamato's edge and the hard object against her waist, her eyes instantly reddened with grievance. Her voice trembled with sobs. "I... we... we're just running for our lives!"
"Running for your lives?" Vergil's brow furrowed slightly, and the blade moved closer by another inch. "Explain."
"They're dead! So many demons inside are dead!" Unable to hold back any longer, the succubus wailed tearfully. "The lords! So many demon lords have been killed! The Demon World... the Demon World is almost being wiped clean! If we don't get out, are we supposed to stay in there and wait to die?!"
"The demons of the Demon World are almost all dead!"
"What?!" Lady cried out in shock, exchanging a stunned glance with Vergil.
"The demons are almost all dead?!"
Vergil's hand on the sword did not move in the slightest, but utter disbelief flashed deep in his eyes. He pressed in a low voice, "Explain clearly. What do you mean, 'almost wiped clean'? Who did it?"
"Who else could it be?!" the succubus practically screamed through tears. "That human wearing dark green armor, the one who fights like a madman! He kills every demon