"Coincidentally, I think the same way.
You all have been completely enchanted by the goddess.
Everything you think about is inclined towards benefiting the goddess.
Perhaps, only by truly facing death will you realize how foolish you are.
Let me show you the real power of the Demon King and how terrifying it is.
Being the first to die under the full power of the Demon King is your blessing."
Lux drew the Holy Sword from his waist, and the dense black magic surrounded the Holy Sword, completely dominating it.
Yang Yu and his group took out their weapons, ready for battle.
Lux took a deep breath, raised the Holy Sword high, and stabbed it fiercely into the steps beneath him.
Instantly, black and golden lights intertwined, spreading rapidly across the ground. Two forces that should originally restrain each other perfectly fused in this attack, spreading under Yang Yu and the others' feet.
