Witch, Fireball and the Evil God of Steam-Chapter 758 - 120: How Did You Know I Defeated the Demon King?
In today's world, high-level magical creatures find it unsuitable to survive here; just scraping by on this continent filled with Gourmet Hunters requires every ounce of effort.
Moreover, since the invasion event of Ximu Town, combat power versions have undergone several updates and iterations.
Today's empire is an era where even Bazatous teaches "Art Theory" at the academy; destroying this world seems somewhat disrespectful to the Old Gods.
Ethan found himself defeated under the black and white cats' assault, especially with the white ragdoll cat's large, expectant red eyes.
"Then, I'll listen to you."
Under the black cat's lead, the makeshift rescue team entered the cabin where the young hero rested.
And in terms of mischievousness, Little Dark never disappoints.
As soon as she entered the cabin, she explained to everyone the local method she knew. She leisurely crawled onto the table beside Rowena, and soon the latter's hand held a sharp dagger from who knows where.
The local method was simple; anyone could easily grasp it—just stab the comatose person with a dagger, and there's a great chance they'd be awakened by the pain.
Even if not, it doesn't matter; it simply means the injured is too severely hurt.
"Nonsense!"
Ethan slammed the table, "If you do that, the worst result is Rowena might end up in jail!"
Rowena had a lump in her throat and couldn't utter a word, although she was grateful to Ethan for speaking out, yet...
"Why is this a discussion based on me?"
"Because compared to your past crimes, this is nothing."
The white ragdoll cat also made an effort, "I heard you get an 80% discount on the sentence if the crimes exceed ten in total. Rest assured, we'll get you the best lawyer."
"Lindong! Don't think that talking with innocent big eyes gives you reason!"
Rowena stiffened her neck, completely infuriated; she always felt Lindong's belly full of bad water kept increasing recently, "Speaking of crimes, you have no fewer than I do!"
She wanted to see how Lindong would rebut.
However, the cat on Ethan's shoulder said nothing; it only reached out two soft cat paws towards her.
"What do you mean by this?"
Facing Rowena's questioning, the white ragdoll cat tilted its head innocently, "Can't hold the dagger."
"I'm a magician!"
"This dagger boosts intelligence."
...
"What kind of cat do you take me for!"
Little Dark arched her body, interrupting their argument, "Do you think I'd let you do something bad and get caught? What's the difference between that and a petty thief? Look closely at that little rascal; haven't you noticed?"
She had the pride of a top criminal, "Look at him, all wounded; just cutting wounds alone are more than ten. If you stab him now, not just the police, but even he won't know it's you; he'll only think he was awakened by pain from the wounds himself!"
The black cat's words were firm, "Besides, he already sees you as a Savior's ally, so why would he suspect you'd stab him with a dagger?"
For a moment, the cabin was silent.
Rowena held the dagger for a long time, deeply shocked by the black cat.
These days, it's rare to see such a persuasive villain full of bad intentions.
Inexplicably, she took a sinful step towards the comatose young hero on the bed.
She held her breath, slowly raising the "Intelligence +3" dagger she tightly gripped.
At this moment, Rowena finally remembered everything.
Her occupation was that of a magician.
"Such a local method, I almost got led astray by you all!"
She threw the dagger to the corner, "I absolutely don't need to wake him up!"
She chanted a spell and took a mirror from her storage trove, placing it prominently in the room. Soon, the mirror reflected a scene.
It appeared to be the young hero's memory.
The city ablaze with roaring fire, corpses spread across the town, blood dyed the streets red, even the sky turned blood-red. Above, a dark figure with demonic wings overlooked the destroyed town; in the square, the furious young hero and his companions prepared for battle, already scarred all over.
The final battle between hero and Demon King.
Occurred in a town unknown to them.
It seemed neither within the Empire nor like a city of the Gallog Kingdom, and recently the Empire was entirely peaceful—there hadn't been any nefarious events measured by a town's death count for a long time.
"Ilya, we can only use that method now."
The young hero's hands holding the sword trembled uncontrollably. He took one last look at his tottering companions, saying, "Use Teleportation Magic."
"But Solan, if you do that, you'll..."
"This is the hero's destiny."
The young man interrupted the girl dressed as a mage, "Only you can save this country."
Judging by the situation, they failed thoroughly; despite trying their best, they couldn't protect the town's people. Their proud swordsmanship and magic didn't affect the high-flying shadow in the sky. 𝘧𝓇ℯℯ𝑤ℯ𝘣𝓃ℴ𝓋𝑒𝑙.𝑐𝘰𝑚
Their last tactical idea was to use Teleportation Magic to send it to an unknown region, preferably somewhere it could never return to their world.
"Come on, Demon King!"
Having completed his final instructions, the young hero shouted with defiance and leaped high.
At the moment when sword and claw clashed, the girl named Ilya tearfully chanted the incantation for the Teleportation Array.
The multi-colored ritual array filled the sky, and before the young hero fell, the intertwining light swallowed the shadow entwined with him.
The image in the mirror spun, time and space distorted the vision; when clarity returned, what met his eyes was an unfamiliar place.
He lay in a forest, flat on the rain-dampened ground.
The Teleportation Magic succeeded.
The shadow that came here with him didn't strike him down when he fell, instead waited, assessing this ant daring to challenge it with pitying eyes.
"Truly pathetic."
It raised a forefinger to form a six-pointed star array, "Then I'll fulfill your wish and destroy you along with this pathetic world."
"Boom—!"
The explosion drowned everything and engulfed the nearly invincible shadow, and as he was blown away by the shockwave, he vaguely saw a golden vessel suspended in air.
And thus, the image within the mirror ceased.
Silence lingered in the cabin for a long time.
What on earth is all this!
Ethan felt the fear of the world's will. The moment they decided to test the magic cannon, a space-time fluctuation with less than 0.001% probability occurred, coincidentally hitting the Demon King transferred from an unknown plane.
He also saw Rowena crossing her arms, raising her chin higher and higher, unable to suppress the curve of her rising lips.
"Rowena..."
"Heh, oh ho ho."
The strange laughter spread in the room, "How did you know I blew up a Demon King?"
She couldn't wait to leave the room and join the Other Shore's celebration party.
...............
Meanwhile, on the other side.
In a pit dozens of meters deep, a swaying black silhouette struggled to rise, flickering with the constant risk of extinguishing—proving its extreme weakness.
"Truly got played."
The shadow looked up, watching the golden vessel sail away.
Apparently, the Hero Squad was just a decoy; to eliminate it, the people of that world unleashed all their might, firing a magic cannon at it.
Yet, it survived the explosion.
It glanced toward the direction the golden vessel traveled, picking up signs of a large city's presence, where countless humans gathered.
The shadow clenched its fist.
This time, it would make every single person there remember the taste of despair!
