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What... What is this situation?
In an instant, the Demon King even felt his mind was a complete ss.
Another Shaye Nicholas?
Another Dark Witch?
Both of them, whether it’s their hair color, eye color, facial features, figure, or even the clothes on their bodies, offered the Demon King Nage no discernible difference.
Twins?
Even twins seed a bit of an exaggeration, didn’t it? They were exactly like carbon copies of each other.
Even the voice, tone, and deanor were indistinguishable.
If it weren’t for Demon King Nage’s formidable strength and his ability to tell at a glance that this wasn’t so Clone Technique or an illusion created by Shaye Nicholas, he might have suspected the Dark Witch of playing tricks on him.
This was, in fact, two people, two identical individuals.
Even with the temperant of Demon King Nage, he was sowhat unable to react at this mont.
The one who had appeared behind, was she Shaye Nicholas, the sister of the Dark Witch, or her younger sibling?
Sisters who looked identical, found no differences whatsoever, shared the sa talents—could this also be a fighter of the sa caliber?
It was vague yet discernible, he seed to detect the aura unique to a Demigod coming from the other Shaye Nicholas.
One Shaye Nicholas could hold her own against him, let alone another Dark Witch; even with the power of a Demon King, he would undoubtedly fall before these two.
What face to save, it wasn’t worth ntioning at all.
As the Demon King, Nage showed absolute decisiveness at this ti.
He didn’t think for a second that the Dark Witch, given her nature, would go easy out of any affection for acquaintance, especially when the other Dark Witch had no connection with him at all.
In such a situation, if he didn’t slip away fast enough, both dreadful Witches might well send his soul to its doom right here.
With the head of the Evil God in his possession, if he could subsu the Energy within it, his strength would experience a grotesque and terrifying increase. Then there would be no pressure in eliminating two Dark Witches; Demon King Nage would not risk his life against two Shaye Nicholases at a ti like this.
Only by surviving is there a future.
The true brute is one without any prospects. So-called face, only the victor has the right to discuss it.
Let’s slip away.
The crimson in Atreus’s pupils quickly dimd, and the mighty aura belonging to the Demon King, the Demigod, was rapidly fading, almost vanishing completely in an instant.
The fused soul of the Demon King and the Hero had severed the connection with Atreus in the shortest possible ti.
This life, the first true eting of the Hero and the Demon King, ended in such a slightly comical fashion; Qin Chu had not expected that just the appearance of the two Shaye would directly scare off Demon King Nage, anticipating instead a fierce battle.
The two Shaye Nicholases did not give chase either.
With the Demon King’s strength, a real battle would not necessarily benefit them—for Great Shaye’s strength had indeed recovered quite a bit, but the Demigod level aura was just forced, unsustainable for more than a few seconds.
The two Shaye were incessantly arguing over who was the real sister.
This was a very crucial matter.
It was as important as arguing who was the true lady of a large landlord’s household.
Great Shaye’s aning was obvious: I lived several years longer than you did, I’m older, so I naturally am the sister. Little Shaye was not willing to be outdone either—since when does a sister have weaker strength than her younger sibling?
On the other hand, Qin Chu’s gaze was fixed upon Atreus.
This Demon Princess was truly pitiable.
If she were the real Demon King or the First Generation Brave, even if both arms exploded, she would be able to recover in a very short ti. However, Atreus clearly did not possess such ability.
Her body had suffered near inhumane destruction.
Her arms had crumbled due to bearing the Energy of Chaos, showing no signs of recovery.
At the site of the arm break, an evil aura was encroaching.
Her body was furrowed with cracks due to the overpoweringly strong Energy.
In her once again darkened eyes, one could feel an unbearable pain, the taste of impending death tornting this Demon Princess cruelly.
However, for Atreus, the pain she felt was not rely physical, but more so emanating from deep inside her heart... Among demons, there was no such thing as true emotions.
Neither friendship, kinship, nor love—none of these ever existed.
Amongst her siblings, all were enemies.
She had not a single true friend.
Even with her father and mother, there was only a blood connection, without any emotional bond.
For a demon, this was nothing out of the ordinary, and Atreus was long accustod to it. However, before she left the Demon King City to venture into the world of humans, the words spoken by her father when he called her into the Demon King Palace had stirred a slight warmth in Atreus’s heart.
Diaberlic, Edrich, Deacon are all dead, so you must work harder, Atreus.
Recalling how her father gently patted her shoulder at that mont, uttering these thoughtful words, Atreus felt touched.
With the three brothers gone, it seed the father now intended to push her to the Demon King’s throne.
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