"So, if possible, I’d prefer if you could take action after midnight. I’ll only step in when you really need me."

Under the eerie moonlight of the Demon Realm’s sky, Lynn leaned casually against a pillar, speaking seemingly inconsequential words even more casually.

"We take action?"

Ilya paused for a moment upon hearing this, then quickly understood what Lynn meant.

With so many of their kin, does he want them to carry out the executions themselves?

"Given your current strength, you’re capable of handling 90% of situations. Unless more than ten peak Great Demons attack simultaneously, they won’t have much strength to resist under your blade."

Lynn said it matter-of-factly, suggesting Ilya and her companions handle the "rebels" themselves had deeper significance. As Demon Kings, they should understand.

But even if they understood, it didn’t matter because they had no other choice. Since they wanted him on their ship, there had to be some sincerity beyond terms of exchange, right?

"I have no issue, and neither do Aya, Sara, Hill, or Liss. As for Phantom and Betty... I’ll ensure they won’t see it as a problem."

As expected of the leader of the Seven Great Demon Kings, Ilya agreed almost without hesitation. After all, the future they wanted inevitably required bloodshed. Since they were even willing to offer themselves as another form of "blood sacrifice," it was impossible to only go halfway down the road of reform.

"Now there’s a bit of the Demon King of Chaos flavor. Earlier, I thought you were just a proud little lady."

Here, Lynn used "proud" rather than "tsundere" because Ilya never had the ’dere’ part, just pure pride, destroying a potential cute point completely.

"What kind of demon I am, you’ll naturally find out after more contact. Anyway, I’m not here to take your assignment. There’s something I need to inform you about, so I hope you’re prepared."

Ilya remained distant, even though Lynn had just praised her.

"What could be important enough to warrant the Proud Demon King coming personally?"

Lynn asked with a smile.

"The Purgatory and Yellow Springs clans are returning..."

Ilya’s expression turned very serious, showing her significant apprehension towards these two Great Demon races. After all, they boasted over two hundred and sixty Demon King level powerhouses. Even though the Seven Sisters had miraculously reached near Demigod level, they were still barely a fraction of the opposing force, even if they could fight ten times their number.

Even if they added the Demon King level powerhouses from their own Guardian Demon God Faction, they still very much needed Lynn’s strong assistance.

"Don’t worry, with me here, I’ll kill however many come, ensuring they don’t cause trouble for you."

Upon hearing Ilya’s words, Lynn thumped his chest confidently. This was something they’d agreed upon beforehand, leaving it to him to handle.

"It’s not just a few, it’s all of them! The followers of the Destruction Demon God exist solely for destruction. Every world they conquer is utterly destroyed, so they don’t need to maintain or garrison forces anywhere. When they return, they all come back, making a tremendous impact."

Perhaps noticing Lynn’s rather relaxed expression, Ilya had to explain meticulously why the Destruction Demon God Faction had won more and lost less in their many generations of battles against the Guardian Demon God Faction. The key was their ability to move out in full force anytime, anywhere.

In some eras, the Guardian Demon God Faction had "agricultural geniuses" appear, relying on building multiple worlds as sub-bases to withstand the strongest wave from the other side and slowly exhaust them.

But for her generation, no outstanding strategists managed their worlds, and due to the loss in the last faith war, several worlds were destroyed, further depleting the Guardian Demon God Faction’s foundations.

As of today, if it weren’t for the unexpected fall of the Destructive Demon Dragon Emperor and the fact that the one who slew the Dragon Emperor, Lynn, had been expensively recruited, they wouldn’t even dare initiate a faith war.

"Over two hundred Demon King level powerhouses charging over at once?"

Even someone as strong as Lynn couldn’t help but feel a shock upon hearing this. Just imagining that scenario in his mind was terrifying enough, let alone facing it in person.

Even ants in large numbers can kill an elephant, not to mention that Demon King level powerhouses aren’t mere ants, and the difference in power between him and them isn’t as vast as the gap between ants and elephants.

"I’ll immediately relay messages to all realms under the Guardian Demon God. But since we have bases to defend, not all can come, at best seventy or eighty Demon King level powerhouses can come to help. The rest depend on us Seven Sisters and you."

Ilya knew how much pressure Lynn faced, so she brought some good news. Though their group was weaker than the Destruction Demon God Faction, they weren’t without allies. A full mobilization could still summon a batch of strong reinforcements.

Once the Demon King level powerhouses reached a certain number, the Seven Sisters couldn’t calculate their power to match ten times over. Otherwise, with Lynn, they might even gain an advantage.

"Best if we could find a chance to break them one by one. Even facing a hundred Demon King level powerhouses at once would be preferable. With so many top-tier powerhouses gathered together, even I can’t guarantee getting through unscathed."

After pondering for a moment, Lynn spoke gravely.

To him, Demon King level powerhouses aren’t frightening. With some luck, he could potentially kill one in a single strike. But handling such a large number was exceedingly problematic, and he likely couldn’t avoid injuries.

"Unscathed? Is that what you’re aiming for?"

This time it was Ilya’s turn to be surprised, unable to close her mouth. Were you wearing that serious face because you worried about injuries, not about losing the battle?

Could it be that if you didn’t care about injuries, you could hack through the enemy?

After all, they’re over two hundred Demon King level powerhouses, not two hundred wild boars!

Even if every demon threw just one skill, the damage would be enough to insta-kill a Near God, wouldn’t it?

But no Near God would stand still and let themselves be focus-fired to death.

Or is it... their understanding of Near Gods is far from complete? Are Near Gods far more powerful than they imagined, to the extent of crushing Demon King level powerhouses like ants?

"There’s nowhere to replenish potions; every big health potion consumed is one less. If it’s not necessary, I don’t want to get hurt."

Lynn muttered something Ilya couldn’t understand. In truth, if large health potions were plentiful, he wouldn’t need to worry about those Demon King level powerhouses. 𝓯𝓻𝓮𝙚𝙬𝓮𝙗𝒏𝙤𝒗𝙚𝙡.𝒄𝒐𝓶

The terror of being level 999 isn’t something comparable to the Demon King level powerhouses in their 900s. Even a level 998 falls far short in comparison to a level 999 Near God. The battle where they besieged the Demon Dragon Emperor was an example — requiring all elite players from the "Miracle" game and him to bring it down.

Although players might not have the attributes of world bosses at the same level, both he and the Demon Dragon Emperor were the same level.