Evileye's Fury (Continued)

Seventy years later, [Vampire Lord Evileye] returned here. She brought [Calamity], turning this nation's holy capital into a paradise for the undead.

From then on, some also called her [Destroyer of Nations].

Evileye rose to her feet, an aura far sharper and more imposing than before erupting from her body.

"I clearly... didn't want anyone to know..."

A voice almost like a roar burst from the girl's throat.

"Especially... I didn't want him to know!"

The stone mask had been brought from the Desert City Alliance. It was a mysterious magic item, supposedly unearthed from ruins, capable of concealing the aura of undeath surrounding Evileye.

Neither the Re-Estize Kingdom nor the Baharuth Empire had craftsmen capable of making such magical items. To repair it, she would have to go to the City Alliance.

Unable to conceal her identity, Evileye could no longer remain in the Slane Theocracy with Momon.

"After finally... being able to see him again..."

A tear slipped from the exposed red eye.

"I don't want him to know... that I'm a vampire!!"

Evileye spoke softly as a radiance of magical power emerged from her body, like countless fireflies dancing through the air.

"Not bad magical reserves," the white demon said. "However, they are far too lacking."

Evileye was strong. In this world, she was the Vampire Lord known as [Destroyer of Nations]. Yet compared to this demon, she was a full tier below.

It was like an ordinary mithril-ranked adventurer challenging a superior powerhouse in the Hero realm—the odds of victory were extremely low.

Yet the Destroyer of Nations wiped away the tears at the corners of her eyes. She stared at the white demon, her gaze gradually turning cold.

The last time she had worn such an indifferent expression had probably been when she destroyed