Seeing this scene.

The sinister smiles on the faces of the two Totem Ninth Tier Demon Generals froze.

Their crimson eyes reflected the slowly descending figure, whose aura made their souls tremble.

The demonic prison and black thunder they were forming in their hands silently dissolved and scattered under this aura.

Laney and the daredevil squad members behind her forgot to breathe, staring blankly at the sky.

Starlight poured down like a waterfall from the fractures, casting a sacred and ethereal halo upon the descending figure.

When the light dimmed slightly, they finally saw clearly...

Lazuli!

But not quite the Lazuli they remembered, who was only Monarch Level.

At this moment, the aura she emitted was akin to the deities of the world.

Just her gaze alone made the two Totem Ninth Tier Demon Generals feel as if they had fallen into an ice cellar.

Fear stemming from biological instinct caused them to involuntarily take half a step back.

Yet, Laney at this moment had no mind to pay attention to these things; her gaze was completely drawn to what was behind Lazuli.

Behind Lazuli, the enormous void rift had not closed.

A slightly ethereal yet extremely familiar soul body stepped forth with it.

Aster Grant!

Laney’s lips trembled as she wished to shout, but could not utter a sound.

She blinked forcefully, suspecting whether she was having a deathbed hallucination due to severe injuries.

Is it a dream?

At her most desperate moment, when she was preparing to embrace the end, the one she longed for day and night actually appeared?

Aster Grant’s soul body floated in mid-air, his gaze quickly sweeping through the scene.

Upon seeing the few dozen battered and wing-torn Angel Warriors below, his eyes settled on the solitary yet straight figure at the front.

Pale cheeks, blood-stained golden hair, and eyes that stared intensely at him, fearing any moment they would vanish.

Aster Grant’s brow furrowed immediately.

No need to ask further, everything in front of him was enough to convey the situation.

In the next second, Aster Grant’s gaze swiftly locked onto the two Totem Ninth Tier Demon Generals who looked as if facing a great enemy.

Without any unnecessary words, a command appeared in Lazuli’s mind:

"Lazuli, kill them."

Upon receiving the command, Lazuli’s eyes moved slightly, her gaze falling upon the two Demon Generals.

Then...

No earth-shattering energy blast, no complex mysterious starting moves.

She merely raised her crimson longsword again.

The Sword of Destruction, in the direction of the two Demon Generals, slashed casually in mid-air.

The motion was light and nonchalant.

"No——!"

But the two Demons seemed to sense a fatal threat.

He roared ferociously, releasing all his demonic qi to form a thick protective shield, attempting to block.

However, all resistance appeared so laughable before the trajectory of that slash.

A fine, dark red line appeared out of thin air at the position of the two Demon Generals.

The line was as fine as a hair, yet seemed to sever reality.

Time, space, energy, and even the demonic qi in the bodies of the two Demon Generals were divided in two along the path of this line.

The roars of the two Demons abruptly ceased.

They lowered their heads, looking at the smooth, linear incision suddenly appearing on their chests.

They didn’t even feel pain, because the cut portion...

Along with the consciousness and life it carried, was destroyed the moment contact was made with the line.

Two grotesque heads, bearing expressions of disbelief, shifted slowly and slipped down with their bodies.

Before reaching the ground, they turned into two plumes of scattered dark red ashes, swept away by the breeze emanating from the void rift.

The two Totem Ninth Tier Demons, under Lazuli’s casual slash.

Completely, utterly vanished.

The entire battlefield plunged into a dead silence.

Only the massive purple vortex continued to rotate slowly, and the faint light flowed through the Demon Crystal Pillar’s Demon Pattern.

The wind seemed to have stopped.

All the Angels stared wide-eyed, their mouths agape unconsciously, their weapons nearly slipping from their grasp.

The terrifying enemy they couldn’t defeat even if they fought to the death, couldn’t even approach, was just... gone?

Laney was even more frozen in place.

Her short sword clattered to the ground from her grip but she was oblivious.

She just stared blankly at the sky where the twelve-winged figure stood with the sword.

Slowly turned her head to look at Aster Grant’s slightly ethereal yet strikingly real soul body.

Not a dream...

Truly... not a dream...

Scalding tears broke through the dam without warning, gushing from her eyes lined with bloodshot.

The taut heartstring suddenly released.

The accumulation of exhaustion over days.

Hope arising in despair...

The multitude of complex emotions like a dam-breaking flood, swept over her in an instant.

Her legs buckled, nearly causing her to fall, but the warrior next to her reacted swiftly to hold her up.

"Aster... Lord Aster... Lady Lazuli..."

She struggled to maintain her composure, tried to squeeze out a smile, wanted to say something.

But could only utter broken, choked words.

The Aster Grant in the sky, looking at the girl below him, tears streaming down her face, nearly unable to stand.

His eyes filled with a hint of apology.

Originally, everything on Laney should have been borne by Lazuli.

Yet, he left taking Lazuli away.

He moved, appearing before Laney in an instant.

"It’s alright now, Laney."

"We’re back."

Laney nodded forcefully, tears flowing even more fiercely.

Seeing this, Aster Grant felt somewhat helpless.

He momentarily didn’t know how to console the girl.

And Lazuli, after casually exterminating the two Demon Generals.

Her gaze had already turned to the gigantic purple Teleportation Vortex and surrounding Demon Crystal Pillars.

She frowned slightly, raising the Sword of Destruction again.

Just as she was about to swipe them all away from this world.

An abrupt change occurred!

The massive purple vortex, half already formed, slowly rotating.

The deep darkness at its center suddenly contracted inward, as if something inside had taken a violent breath!

Immediately thereafter, an indescribable, soul-freezing terrifying oppression erupted from the depths of the vortex without warning!

This pressure...

Is pure evil, chaos, the very end itself!

It seemed to carry endless seas of blood and the wails of billions of beings.

Just the leaking aura made the surrounding space groan under the unbearable weight.

Even the void rift cut by Lazuli’s sword edge started to ripple violently!

"Crack!"

The nearest Demon Crystal Pillar to the vortex, unable to withstand the pressure, became riddled with cracks and exploded!

Amidst the suffocating atmosphere, at the center of the vortex, a hand...

Slowly reached out.

What a hideous and terrifying hand!

Huge as a mountain, its skin displayed a bizarre texture of decaying flesh mixed with dark metal, covered in magma-like dark red glowing Demon Patterns.

Most horrifying of all, the palm bore a gaping, blanched eye endlessly opening and closing.

No pupil existed in the eye, only rotating infinite darkness and pain!

Just the presence of this hand had caused the concentration of Demonic Qi in the vicinity to soar tenfold!

The middle and low-tier demons that survived by luck had no time to scream.

Instantly dissolved, evaporated, transformed into pure demonic qi, greedily absorbed by the hand.

And the aura it emitted...

More refined than Lazuli, more ancient, more...

Above all!

That was truly a being that had stepped into the Divine Domain!

The aura of Demon God Level!

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