After Being Sold Out By The Empire, I Decide To Assist The Demon King Chapter 412 - 54 Yila Prepares to Stir the Crowd

It was worth noting that Yila and phisto seed sowhat alike... Especially when the two of them were surrounded by many bumbling idiots, their **rationality** appeared remarkably similar.

Their rationality often suppressed their sensitivity, making their interactions particularly easy... Yes, just as it appeared now.

phisto crudely expressed the idea that **in the current situation, the Governor would be better**. Although she did not explicitly ntion the dangers involved, she hinted at them cautiously—that low posture.

In fact, the current situation was nothing difficult for many Governors... Mana was Mana after all, irrespective of its owner being a Deity.

But phisto did not thereby show a casual attitude since she recognized that ease for Yila did not an she could casually **ask** for Yila’s help.

*The greater the power, the greater the responsibility?*

*No, this had nothing to do with the size of one’s power. Strength was not a reason to be morally bound, nor was weakness a justification to do nothing... So phisto saw things clearly; she would not, like Ernie, think that those lazy outsiders were very bad.*

*Even though she herself struggled greatly.*

...

And now, before her and the two distant sliding sisters was the first manifestation of... the Deity’s Mana in Yila, bearing the power of the Deity nad **Nephthys**, after an era of dormancy, reappearing in Yila.

Although the outsiders had pretty much anticipated it... Yila’s power almost hamr-fistedly originated from the **Chaos** related to the World Tree; even the Calamity’s power could be temporarily encompassed within her body.

So perhaps the Deity’s power would be treated the sa.

However, predictions aside, witnessing it firsthand was another matter... No matter how solidly it was conceptualized in advance, seeing it at that mont still brought shock.

"..."

Yila remained silent, she ran her hand through her long, gradient blue-purple hair, realizing sothing and striving to contain the uncontrollable Mana storm around her... then looked towards phisto.

"Do you have a mirror? No... I’ll do it myself."

While Yila spoke and created a mirror of Mana, phisto examined the hair that had grown long and turned such a splendid color in Yila, simply saying, "Only the color and length of the hair have changed... is this the Deity’s influence?"

This was truly fortunate, at least she did not transform into a female.

Yila thought so, looking at herself in the Mana mirror... Yes, no changes in facial shape or eyes, the only change was in the hair itself.

"Turning into a cyber male escort... How remarkable."

Yila murmured to herself, saying sothing incomprehensible, examining herself with so confusion, "The Calamity’s Mana affects the color of the **eyes**, while the Deity’s Mana affects the **hair**, what does this signify?"

She recalled earlier when absorbing the extre cold Mana, Yila’s eyes turned blue-white like ice and snow, and now it was Nephthys’s blue-purple... or rather, an increasingly vivid blue-purple shimr.

Such Mary Sue hair.

"Between this and ordinary people’s Mana... even us outsiders’ Mana, what is the difference?"

phisto asked, observing the subtle changes in Yila beyond just the hair color, saying, "Now you give the impression... of a superior predator."

In other words, there was an oppressive sense of racial hierarchy.

"The most obvious difference is whether or not I am qualified."

Yila explained, realizing why he was appointed happily, pointing to his neck... The World Spell there was consuming at a steady pace, she said, "I am not yet capable of bearing the **Deity** level wing."

Clearly, this was hard for phisto to understand, having started following Yila late... cough, cough, having begun to pay attention to Yila much later, she was not even clear about what the World Spell was.

"This showcases the **wing pillar** which consus the World Spell, equivalent to a form of restriction."

Yila said, seeing phisto still puzzled, understanding why she was, explained before she could ask, "I indeed rarely encounter the situation where the World Spell runs out, so you might feel there is no restriction at all."

"Of course, now too it’s effectively nonexistent, since the Soul within started encompassing each soul gradually, with increasing frequency of mutation, the total amount of World Spell has risen to an absurd level."

As Yila explained, she pointed to the World Spell already halfway consud, then said, "But even at this level, it’s still difficult to stabilize the **Divine** and **Calamity** Mana."

Different from regular usage consumption, holding the Deity and Calamity Mana, the World Spell consumption was extraordinary... Earlier, because the Calamity Mana was too noisy, Yila didn’t pay much attention.

But now, as she used the obedient and well-behaved **Gods’** Mana, the drawback beca evident, and rely loading the Mana itself led to the current level of consumption.

It was unrelated to **manifestation**... As long as the body contained the Deity Mana, the World Spell kept consuming.

If she could, Yila wanted to use ga terminologies like **Leadership** to describe her current state... or perhaps, **Badge Level Insufficient, Pokémon May Not Obey Commands**.

But phisto clearly couldn’t understand.

Probably until half the world died, only then Yila could freely use the Deity’s power...

"Before my World Spell is fully consud, I’ll inspect the seal’s condition."

Ignoring the pondering phisto, Yila straight-forwardly stated, looking at the purple Mana pillar twisted and pulling everything around due to the previous Mana storm.

Very simply, Yila directed towards that area, swung her right hand... from left to right.

No Mana seed involved during the process.

...

Relative to the terrifying Mana pillar, Yila’s body was indeed small; in comparison, it was as if she was a little black egg, but just this simple action.

"Bang!!!!"

The storm and pillar both collapsed instantly, transforming into a more terrifying brief explosion, scraping a layer off the ground outside the **Sealing City**... and after the pillar dissipated, the gray cubes below appeared.

Though only for a mont, the cald pillar erupted from the cracks again, shooting high into the sky.

But that brief mont was enough for a few to see its entirety.

"..."

Looking sowhat disheveled, Diablo and Baal remained silent, then one asked Yila and the elder sister who were equally silent, saying, "Isn’t it completely wrecked... Can you fix it?"

Yila, who had dispelled the Deity’s Mana and switched back to Satan Ye’s power... simply shook her head.

Yes, just like one of the idiotic Demon Gods said, the entire area of gray tetrahedrons was completely shattered... Far beyond the earlier speculation of **so lines of the seal leaking**.

"Prepare to face Calamity... I’ll head to the Main Plane to seek reinforcents."

Yila just said this.