Dekan Is Watching You
Evans pressed his hand to his neck, his teeth grinding together.
He looked furious, veins bulging on his face, his right hand clenched tightly as if he wanted to crush someone's neck.
Several seconds passed.
Finally, Evans managed to calm himself down.
Anger solves nothing.
Although I really don't want to admit it.
But he did indeed fall for Dekan's psychological tactics.
"I can't blindly hate him, it will cloud my judgment, phew..."
Evans muttered to himself, wiping the blood from the corner of his mouth, trying his best to stay rational despite the headache caused by the depletion of his magical power.
"Etc."
When Evans finally managed to calm down.
He realized something was very wrong!
He had been blinded by rage, thinking only of rushing over to destroy everything and tear Dekan to pieces!
But.
Logically speaking
There's no way things are going to be this easy for Tristin City!
Even though Dekan had ample means to protect himself, he wasn't worried about being attacked.
But isn't the lord worried about the residents of Tristin?
The scenes in the amusement park should be more like a performance!
Dekan's relaxed and cheerful demeanor, coupled with his series of provocative actions against Evans, was striking.
It was as if it was all designed to lure the irrational Evans into rushing headlong towards the [Devil King of Ruin]!
There must be a scam!!
A fierce warning arose in Evans' mind.
After figuring out the problem, Evans couldn't help but feel a little scared.
If he hadn't been able to control his anger and had rushed into the Ice Happy Park, he would have been in a truly desperate situation!
Beneath the tranquil and peaceful paradise, who knows what kind of Underworld traps might be lurking.
Damn it!
Evans stamped his foot anxiously, then hesitated for a moment.
Should we go forward and fight Dekan to the death?
Or should we endure the humiliation and retreat first?
If they choose to escape, the Norton Kingdom will definitely find a way to send a legion of mages to seal the Devil King of Ruin and keep a close watch on him.
Unless Evans can rally other bishops to attack the Norton Kingdom, there is virtually no chance of saving the Devil King of Ruin!
It can be essentially assumed that the Devil King of Ruin has been permanently detained here!
Evans, on the other hand, will have to rely on constantly drinking mana potions to prolong his life from now on!
You might have to get up in the middle of the night and drink several mana potions!
In that case, what difference would it make if he were disabled?!
And.
That Dekan guy, who's good at insulting people, must have a thousand ways to humiliate him with the captured Devil King of Ruin!
From now on, all the other bishops will laugh at him!
The once fearsome Bishop of Ruin is about to become the biggest joke in the Resurrection Church!
Not just the Resurrection Church!
The whole world will laugh at him!
For Evans, this was a thousand times worse than death!!
But if he charges in now, who knows what kind of traps await him!
Just as Evans was painfully going through an internal struggle, preparing to decide whether to risk dying standing up or seeking the safer option of living on his knees.
Evans, connected to the Devil King of Ruin's vision, suddenly saw Dekan stop playing the piano in front of the Devil King of Ruin.
Then.
Dekan slowly raised his head.
His eyes were icy cold, carrying a hint of indescribable pity, a touch of absolute superiority, and a subtle disdain for the weak.
Dekan's gaze met the eyes of the Devil King of Ruin with unparalleled precision!
It was as if he could see Evans through the pupils of the Devil King of Ruin!
"Ah!"
This startled Evans so much that he was speechless for a moment.
Impossible!
He couldn't possibly find me using sensory magic!
Evans held his breath, maintaining the connection with a look of terror on his face, as if he were evading Dekan's pursuit.
However, Evans saw...
A faint smile gradually appeared on Dekan's lips.
His lips moved slightly, and the shape of his mouth seemed to be speaking to the Devil King of Ruin:
I saw you.
Evans was so startled that he sat down on the ground.
His back was already soaked with cold sweat.
Impossible!
Absolutely impossible!
Even if Dekan possessed extraordinary abilities, he shouldn't have been able to lock onto him through [Perception Sharing]!
The feeling was as if Dekan would appear beside him at any moment!!
Evans instinctively severed [Perception Sharing].
His anger seemed to have been extinguished in an instant, leaving only an overwhelming fear that made his heart pound.
Evans was extremely flustered and had no idea about Dekan's abilities.
With eyes that disregard rules and pierce through the void, perhaps only a powerhouse of the Pope's caliber could achieve that!
Dekan is so weird!
There is absolutely no third-tier being this Terror in the world!
We have to escape!
We must no longer provoke or even spy on this devil!
At the same time.
Ice Happy Park.
The Devil King of Ruin prostrated himself before Dekan.
It seemed to have submitted to its true master.
Dekan, however, seemed oblivious to the Devil King of Ruin, and continued playing his piano with focused elegance.
Even from a distance, one could guess that his state of mind was as clear and bright as the surface of water.
It was as if neither the Ice Princess emanating terrifying Magic Power nearby nor the Devil King of Ruin who had submitted to him before him were of any concern to him.
At this moment, he was simply a pianist.
As the sun began to set, the evening glow gradually shifted between deep red and dark purple, and the stars and moon gradually became visible in the sky.
Against this backdrop, Dekan sat alone before the Devil King of Ruin.
He was still dressed in the same incredibly luxurious attire he had worn when he set off this morning, and against this backdrop, he appeared even more ethereal and otherworldly.
They seemed no longer to belong to this world...
Dekan was like a saint playing a narrative poem with music, trying to make the demon king realize his good intentions.
It was actually one-on-one torture.
The Devil King of Ruin's eyes were filled with confusion and pain.
When has it ever suffered such injustice?
But it was indeed held down and couldn't move.
At this moment, Dekan sat upright in front of the piano.
His hands moved nimbly across the piano keys, and every note he played was exquisite.
However, even in his seemingly highly focused state...
Suddenly, without thinking, I looked up.
He looked like he had discovered something.
They met the gaze of the Devil King of Ruin.
Then, Dekan wore a faint, enigmatic smile.
Lips gently open and close:
I saw you.
This simple sentence, seemingly casually mentioned.
It was as if he had foreseen it all, and everything was under his control.
It's as if they're spying on the people in the monitoring room through a camera.
In fact.
Every now and then, Dekan would raise his head to meet the gaze of the Devil King of Ruin, and then move his lips in a mocking manner.
If Evans happens to notice...
His expression must be priceless.
Hehehe!
Dekan thought to himself.