Chapter 224: Chapter 224: Celestial Mandate Protagonist Ilya

"Heh heh heh, you didn’t expect this, did you, Demon King? We’ve also broken through to the Demigod Realm!"

On the battlefield of the Proud Demon Kingdom, Ilya’s hands holding the Demon Sword trembled slightly.

As the leader of the Seven Great Demon Kings, the eldest among the seven sisters, although they are all at the 888th level of strength, in terms of true combat power, if Ilya claims to be second, no sister except Betty would dare to claim first.

Originally, her battlefield was the most stable, even possibly easier than Hill’s side.

Because her strength was enough to crush all rebels of the Proud Demon Kingdom, not to mention those pseudo-Demon King level experts boosted by military force; even when facing a real demigod of the Demon Race, she could lift her sword and slay it without reservations at a Demon King level.

However, just as she held a sword in one hand and cast spells with the other, wreaking havoc atop the enemy demon’s camp, three Legion Commanders, not highly ranked in the Proud Demon Kingdom, launched a sudden assault, forcefully shaking her out of the military formation. If not for her considerable power, she might have already been injured.

"Three demigods... Heh, you certainly hid well."

Ilya floated in mid-air, coldly watching the three rebels opposite her. She might have been a bit careless, failing to notice that the enemy camp concealed such three demigods beforehand.

If it were just three demigod experts, Ilya might find it a headache, but resolving the issue wouldn’t be impossible.

However, these were not ordinary demigods of the Demon Race but the Legion Commanders of the Proud Demon Kingdom’s Seventh Legion, Ninth Legion, and Eleventh Legion. In other words, these three demigods could also enjoy the enhancement of military force...

They were already demigods themselves, and after the enhancement of military force, although they were still far from being Near Gods, they were no longer ordinary Demon King level forces.

With their current power, even among the real Demon King level, they were of high standing. Moreover, it was three against one, and Ilya inevitably felt some pressure.

No, it wasn’t just three against one. Although the other Legion Commanders were merely pseudo-Demon King level, they couldn’t be completely ignored, and for Ilya, this wasn’t just some pressure; it was a crushing pressure.

"Just a bunch of demons leeching off soldiers to inflate themselves, I, the King, want to see what other tricks you have!"

As the Proud Demon King, Ilya’s pride wouldn’t allow her to show any hesitation even in the face of immense pressure. This was her advantage.

But because she was the Proud Demon King, she could only enjoy the benefits of kingly authority without being able to appoint herself as a Legion Commander and enjoy military force enhancement, which is a helpless disadvantage on a battlefield where she was outnumbered.

"Our power might be superficial, but no matter how refined your power is, Demon King, you haven’t crossed the chasm of level 900. Otherwise, today’s outcome would be uncertain..." 𝑓𝘳𝘦𝑒𝑤𝑒𝘣𝘯ℴ𝘷𝘦𝓁.𝑐𝑜𝑚

"Demon King, let us offer you some advice: stop opposing the Destruction Demon God. Illidan Demon Emperor might enjoy splendor today, but when the Purgatory and Yellow Springs races return, even if he can fight against all, he’ll end up a lone leader, a titular Demon Emperor. Please don’t be stubborn. You know, Guardian Demon God has been losing for nearly ten thousand years now. Following Him is not promising."

In front of Ilya, the three demigod Legion Commanders of the Demon Race, floating above the vast camp, still tried to "persuade" earnestly. Although they had been labeled as rebels by the legitimate Demon King and Demon Emperor, they didn’t acknowledge it. History is written by the victors. As long as they awaited the return of the Destruction Demon God’s kin to the Demon Realm, the issues of the new Seven Great Demon Kings or Demon Emperors would be trivial.

Even if they no longer had Near Gods among them and might not be able to kill Illidan, a full-scale crushing from high to low level was inevitable. They just needed to strengthen their power against the Demon Emperor. Illidan, as strong as one demon might be, couldn’t single-handedly slaughter the Purgatory and Yellow Springs races, could he? Especially since over half of the Abyssal Demon clan still stood with the Destruction Demon God.

"Heh, how could the plans of Guardian Demon God be critiqued by ants like you? Your priority should be figuring out how you, who are determined to follow the Destruction Demon God, will survive!"

After saying this, Ilya cast ten enhancement buffs on herself and, gripping the magic-infused dual-purpose Demon Sword, charged toward the enemy formation again.

But this time, she returned without success. Under the combined forces, she didn’t gain any advantage and was instead counter-shocked to the point where she could barely hold her sword.

"Give up, Demon King. You are no match for us. Although we’re using numbers to bully the few, and our win is not glorious, that’s not what matters on the battlefield. We only judge by victory, or... there is only life and death."

Having repelled the powerful Proud Demon King once again, the pride of the Legion Commanders of the Proud Demon Kingdom was strongly ignited. This mentality, in tune with their Demon Nature, would make them fight stronger and stronger.

Contrarily, the Proud Demon King, Ilya, being repeatedly repelled by them, seemed to falter, worrying that instead of her power increasing, it might decrease.

"Then let’s settle it by life and death!"

Having been pushed back twice, it seemed that Ilya’s fury was ignited, transforming into the twin sister of the Furious Demon King. The Demon Sword she clutched emitted a harsh screech under the immense power, causing the surrounding Demon Race experts to feel greatly discomforted.

I, Ilya Murphy, am the true Proud Demon King, not like my father, who would kneel to the Demon Emperor and was defeated countless times by the Miracle Saint Emperor on the battlefield!

I inherited neither his bloodline nor his throne. I am the first true Proud Demon King in the history of the Demon Realm, who kneels to no demon and is undefeated in any battle!

"Die!"

A loud cry suddenly rang through the sky, and then Ilya’s demon shadow could no longer be seen. When she was next visible, she was already close to the three demigods of the Demon Race.

"No matter how many times, it’ll be the same!"

The three demons joined forces again, rallying all the Legion Commanders to fiercely suppress, and a clash of two sword-like beams of black and red magic powers erupted with a deafening bang.

"Ugh..."

"Ugh..."

"Impossible!"

In the aftermath of the violent explosion, all the Legion Commanders enhanced by military force were sent flying, vomiting blood, even the three Demon King-level Legion Commanders, already demigods, were left with tingling scalps and a sweet taste in their throats.

"I am the Proud Demon King, the pinnacle of Demon Kings, second only to the Demon Emperor. I am absolutely invincible, even if it’s before the Demon Emperor... I have ways to surpass him!"

Revealing her form, Ilya stood proudly under the sky, gazing imperiously at her opponent, whose face was full of fear.

At the forefront of the Seven Great Demon Kings, Proud Demon King Ilya Murphy, makes a breakthrough in battle, ascending 12 levels, advancing into Demigod!