Chapter 1924: 542 Shadow Castle

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“Tip: You’ve listened to the war speech of the Demoness of Desire, Glasia, and your group has been inspired by joy and fervor.

Your strength has temporarily increased (+1);

Your will, toughness, and resistance have all slightly improved…”

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Feeling the subtle halo effect flowing within.

Matthew gave Camela an “awesome” look–

Could this deceivingly realistic Divine Spell simulation also fool the Devil Lord’s group aura, making them mistake the two of them for Devil Soldiers?

Such a change in the judgment was about the most profound content of a domain, almost touching on the level of laws.

From this perspective,

Camela’s strength was undoubtedly on par with a Superior Legend!

Unlike the fervor and excitement Matthew and Camela were deliberately portraying,

the majority of demons around them became enthusiastic and impassioned under Glasia’s inspiration.

The next second,

Glasia’s wings unfurled behind her.

Under the gaze of all,

she floated down to a deliberately cleared space beneath the crisscrossing bridges of the castle.

With one hand, the Demoness of Desire reached into the void–

A glass figure shimmering with azure luminescence instantly took shape.

At first,

it was just a flimsy portal.

But it quickly morphed into a translucent sphere.

Across every direction the giant sphere faced, flowed copious mysterious Blasphemy.

“Strategic Level Teleportation Magic Ball.”

Matthew narrowed his eyes.

As a spellcaster, he was no stranger to this.

A Teleportation Magic Ball is an advanced version of a portal.

It is equivalent to stacking six-sided, eight-sided, or even more portals on top of each other, without diminishing the effect, and they do not interfere with each other, able to fulfill the transportation of several creatures entering simultaneously.

This was also one of the electives for legendary necromancers.

However,

the Devil Lords of purgatory had done the best job in localizing this spell, which was largely related to the demons’ proficiency in marching and waging war.

As expected,

once the magic ball appeared, the previously inspired Devil Soldiers began marching in an orderly fashion towards it, led by the leaders of the legions and Centurions.

The first to enter the magic ball,

was a Purgatory Beast of enormous stature.

This beast had eight legs, two heads, and four tails like steel chainsaws. Not only were dozens of fully armed Devil Archers and mage-types nestled on its back, but it also bore a giant war banner.

The banner was blood-red and overwhelming.

Matthew could tell at a glance that it was indeed the embodiment of the Summoning Banner!

“Follow me and fight for me!”

As the Purgatory Beast approached the magic ball, with one step forward, it and the demons on its back vanished as cleanly as a whale taking in water.

Immediately after,

a giant shadow emerged above the magic ball.

The commands issued from the shadow’s mouth were obviously not as compelling as those of the Demoness of Desire.

But its appearance evidently dispelled doubts in the minds of many mid-to-high-level demons within the castle.

Following the disappearance of the shadow,

all high-ranking officers no longer hesitated and ordered their soldiers to head to the front lines behind the magic ball.

Thus,

a magnificent march began within the Castle.

“That shadow just now was the Phantom Baron.

He’s not in the castle; he showed up because he was worried that the Demoness of Desire couldn’t handle the other demons in the castle by herself.

Obviously, his worries were unnecessary.

Though demons only answer to their direct superiors, the Demoness of Desire is clearly an exception.

She’s bad.

But she’s also too good at controlling demons…”

A soft explanation, akin to the whine of a mosquito, reached Matthew’s ear.

His expression was a bit odd.

It wasn’t long before,

he, along with Camela, was swept up in the tide of the Devil Army, crossing the Teleportation Magic Ball in one step, arriving in a space where matter was not quite as stable!

“Well, here we are again…”

A subtle look flickered across Matthew’s eyes.

He had, of course, anticipated that Glasia’s purpose for assembling the armies was likely the void that tears the target apart.

After all, she had mentioned Beckman during her pre-war speech.

Considering the Phantom Baron was on the front lines,

the destination of the Devil Army was almost blatantly obvious.

So to Matthew, it was just a bit of a coincidence.

“It seems we’ve underestimated the intensity of this conflict.”

“I thought the war would only spread to levels involving the Phantom Baron, the King of Air Element, and Beckman, but I didn’t expect Glasia to launch an offensive at such a critical moment…”

“Is she really not afraid of being greatly weakened or having problems in her backyard?”

Matthew shared his doubts with Camela.

Camela seemed quite composed:

“If you eliminate all the possibilities, then however absurd the remaining outcome may be, it is the truth.”

“The fact is, she has launched this war, and she’s doing so without looking back, apparently with great confidence.”

Matthew pursed his lips:

“So, she’s gotten arrogant?”

Camela nodded:

“That possibility is not dismissed.”

“It’s true that demons are adept at manipulating hearts, but the fact is, they are also hardly able to control themselves.”

“Demons’ orderliness is imposed through strict enforcement. And beyond these constraints, in the unseen leniencies, they tend to be more unrestrained than other creatures.”

“The conflict between their inner desires and compulsive rules can be intense, leading to unpredictable behavior when they fall into madness.”

“On the absolute scale of madness, demons are far less than evil beings; but at an extreme peak, the lords of demons may still surpass…”