"Two Monarchs picking on a delicate little girl. Have you no shame?" A seductive voice drifted from the black vortex.
Immediately afterward, an incomparably vast pressure swept out.
A giant hand formed from immense quantities of black Law Power reached out of the black vortex, shattering the Dragon Hunter Chief's attack.
In an instant, it also blasted him away, sending him crashing into the ground like a meteor and leaving an enormous crater.
Just one strike.
The Dragon Hunter Chief, whose injuries had almost healed after absorbing the dragon heart, was severely wounded once more, and his condition was even worse than before.
The Formation King's pupils contracted sharply.
"This power..."
Within the black vortex.
A woman in magnificent black robes, with a pair of wings on her back, slowly emerged. Her breathtakingly beautiful face held a seductive allure that could enchant all living beings.
Amid that allure was the majesty of a ruler.
The newcomer was none other than... the Demon King.
"Little girl?"
Hearing the Demon King's words, the Goddess of Light could not help raising an eyebrow.
She was the dignified Goddess of Light, an existence in the Monarch Realm.
Yet someone had called her a delicate little girl?
This Demon King was far too presumptuous.
But since she apparently came to help her, she could hardly lose her temper.
However, the Demon King seemed to notice the Goddess of Light's displeasure. Rather than restraining herself, she went even further, smiling. "Little girl, just call me big sister, and I'll take care of these two for you."
"No need."
Veins bulged on the Goddess of Light's hand as she gripped her scepter.
She forcibly suppressed her displeasure and spoke coolly.
"What a pity. I've actually always wanted a little sister."
The Demon King spoke regretfully.
The Goddess