Evolution: From Little Devil to Devil Empress Chapter 414: Slaughter

Liora’s right arm stretched through the space.

Despite the great distance between the two, her palm quickly reached the mander.

Then, her fist unclenched, and the inheritance palace she was grasping was revealed.

Although its size had shrunk countless times pared to before, its appearance remained awe-inspiring, and it still exuded an extraordinary aura.

As the held palace approached the mander, time itself seemed to have slowed down.

His movements gradually grew slower and more sluggish until finally, he came to a plete standstill.

The mander was stunned. His pupils shrank, revealing his inner horror.

An intense feeling of danger washed over him as his intuition rang frantic alarms, warning him of the ining danger.

The mander couldn’t understand how Liora had bee so terrifying.

He had seen the fight that had occurred in the Universe Chamber of merce, and although she was strong at the time, she was not as unfathomable.

In his eyes, the power she was demonstrating at the moment was not any weaker than that of the Archdevils she had faced in the past.

The mander was horrified.

Yet, he wouldn’t choose to go out without a fight.

Immediately, his demonic energy flared up.

Pitch-black blood shot out of his pores as he activated a desperate ability, wishing to break out of the seal surrounding him.

His vitality, demonic energy, and even Indestructible Matter were rapidly drained away.

As a result, his power was temporarily enhanced. This wouldn’t last for long.

But this was already enough.

After letting out a roar, the mander clenched his fist and punched at the space in front of him, shattering the cage trapping him.

The mander succeeded, but at the same time, he failed.

He was indeed able to shatter the cage and break free. But at the same time, his temporary pause had given enough time for Liora’s blow to arrive.

The mander didn’t have the time to put up any resistance and could only face her attack head-on.

With his strength, means, and various trump cards, he would have been able to withstand a few blows even if he were to face an Archdevil.

Yet, the moment Liora’s palm, which was holding the palace, struck him, the confidence that had just arisen in his heart because he had shattered the cage instantly vanished.

The mander’s eyes opened wide, and his lips parted slightly, seemingly wanting to say something.

However, his words were stopped in his throat.

The next moment, the vitality in his eyes faded away.

His body was directly obliterated, broken down to its smallest particles, and utterly destroyed.

Until he took his final breath, the mander was unable to say a word, much less plead for mercy.

The entire process sounded plicated.

Yet, from the moment Liora emerged from the palace to the mander’s subsequent escape and his eventual demise, less than a split second had gone by.

Even the Zerg Queen, who had already surrendered, was unable to react, much less those weaker than her in the clearing.

In the entire crowd, the only person who could follow Liora’s movements was none other than Assira.

Not only was she able to see what was going on, but she also showed no surprise.

Liora noticed this from the corner of her eye.

However, she didn’t pay much attention to this at the moment and simply noted it down.

Then, taking back her hand, she ignored the terrified Greater Devils and shifted her focus to the Zerg Queen.

As for celebrating the mander’s death?

She might have done so in the past.

However, practicing the Crimson Annihilation Technique to the 10th level had already given her the strength of an Archdevil.

Coupled with her transformed soul, Liora’s power had undergone another massive change, equivalent to what would occur when other Devils advanced.

As such, Liora ignored this event and stared at the Zerg Queen with a calm expression.

This woman was not very powerful. According to her senses, she was much weaker than the mander.

But Liora was not surprised. This was to be expected.

Having e into contact with them before, she understood that Zerg were not individually powerful.

It was only after they were given enough time and enough Zerg Servants were born that they would bee truly terrifying.

Just like Liora at the moment, it wouldn’t be unexpected for a Greater Devil Zerg Queen to fight against an Archdevil if she made enough preparations.

Unfortunately for this woman, though, she seemed not to have any Zerg Servants.

Or rather, the few remaining Zerg Servants under her mand had already been killed by them before.

"It makes sense..."

"It’s impossible for this woman to plete the three trials on her own with her strength. Most likely, she had to rely on her Zerg Servants, especially in the second trial."

"However, the third trial tests the challenger’s will. Although Zerg Queens have a strong will as a result of their mastery over illusions and their exquisite soul powers, most Zerg Servants are mere puppets."

"Undergoing such a test, they will all perish no matter how powerful they may be."

If Liora had to say, the Zerg Queen was lucky to have reached this point.

If she were not a member of the Zerg Race but an ordinary Devil, she wouldn’t have been able to pass the three trials with her level of talent.

Of course, at the same time, the Zerg Queen would have never e to this point, having to beg for her mercy.

Liora thought of several things while staring into the Zerg Queen’s teary eyes.

However, just when she was about to strike and obliterate this woman too, her gaze suddenly became strange.

"Sure enough! Everyone who has reached this point is quite scheming."

"How could a person who has passed the third trial really be willing to surrender?", Liora couldn’t help but mutter, and her head turned toward another part of this clearing.

In the eyes of others, there was nothing there, and the same held true for Liora herself.

Yet under the investigation of her transformed consciousness, she discovered a trace of movement over there.

The next moment, her soul within her soul space opened its eyes.

In the outside world, the skin on Liora’s forehead split apart.

Countless threads grew out from beneath and moved erratically as if they were tentacles, slowly weaving together.