Torture the hero, why has the Demon King's castle collapsed again?

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"Mia-sama!"

The curry stick crashed down, and a dazzling beam of light shot from the ground straight into the sky!

The Black Mage 2.0 was reduced to nothing but dust.

During the scene, Svir, who had been awakened, activated his magic and, with Kletina in tow, floated toward Mino's side.

There was no time to be wary of the hero who had regained his power. Kletina's body was already at its limit. If she didn't transfer the power back into Lady Mia's body soon, the position of First Secretary of the Demon King's Castle would probably be taken over.

next second.

Those bright yet cold golden eyes looked at him.

Swell froze, feeling that the human in front of him, though having lost the goddess's protection, was radiating an unprecedentedly powerful aura!

Every strand of hair flowed with terrifying energy, radiating a glow like the sun! It seemed to be a realm similar to the Demon King of Time, approaching that of a god!

“Mino the Warrior, you…” Swell swallowed hard, fully realizing that the Mino before him was countless times stronger than he had been five months ago.

Even if the opponent were to casually slay him with a single sword strike, it would be an easy task.

The aura locked onto him firmly, vibrating with an incomparably rich holy power, and the hero slowly walked towards him step by step.

Is this the end...? Swell's mood sank to rock bottom. A few words flashed across the pages like a revolving lantern, and as if resigned, it lowered the pages.

The hero's expression was extremely solemn at this moment. He raised the holy sword, came closer, and bent down.

There was a pop.

"Ouch! Ouch! Ouch! Ouch! Ouch!"

Mino, her face contorted in pain, rolled around on the ground.

"It hurts so much! It's worse than torture! Help! Waaah! Phim... a whole bag of it!!!"

Eh? !

Sverre, who was ready to be executed, and Apophis, who was released and thrown to the ground, were both stunned.

Mino was rolling around on the ground, howling and screaming like a banshee, completely losing his heroic image, while Mia was jumping around and clapping her hands happily, thinking they were playing some kind of game.

There's something off about this art style.

"What's going on? Are you alright, you lowly hero?!"

Migo, who was floating behind him, was immediately startled. He quickly extended his spiritual power to scan Mino's condition and exclaimed in fright, "Ah! Such strong holy power, this... this is going to burst your body!"

"Swell, come quick!" Migo turned around and called out anxiously.

Swell floated in the air, stunned.

As if trying to understand the situation, it looked around at the vast magical array surrounding it—

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The lingering scent of magic... So the Transcendental Magic was indeed activated here.

Analyzing the standoff that occurred immediately upon landing, it's clear that Mino, having regained his power, fought with those dark mages. It was likely he who rescued and protected Lady Mia.

But how did he acquire such great power in such a short time when his power was sealed?

Swell captured the biggest question:

The power Mino just displayed was very strange, terrifying, and immense... just like the Demon King of Time.

"Could it be that……"

Suddenly, the pages of the book froze.

"Lord Migo! Lord Apophis! Immediately place Mino, Lady Kletina, and Lady Mia together!!!"

Its tone became urgent, and its gaze was fixed on Mino rolling on the ground with a panicked and uncertain look, as if it were looking at a monster.

Migo and Apophis, unaware of the situation, knew it was urgent. They exchanged a glance and quickly laid Mino and Kletina side by side on the ground, with Mia lying on the ground in the middle, curiously poking the cheeks on both sides.

The obsidian light shone from the book, and Swell activated the authority of "knowledge" to analyze:

"The authority to nurture is still operating instinctively, and the power has not yet spiraled out of control. All that needs to be done next is..."

"Aww!"

On the ground, Mia's voice rang out with boundless energy.

The little guy seemed to know what he had to do. He lay on the ground, holding the unconscious Kletina in one hand and Mino, who had finally stopped rolling around in pain after being scolded by Migo, in the other hand. He curled up comfortably between the two of them.

The light from the flowing energy then shone brightly.

"Mia...sir?"

Looking at Mia on the ground, Swell was puzzled, feeling that something had changed about her, but he couldn't quite put his finger on it.

Shaking its head, it could only focus on the changes in the scene, feeling utterly absurd.

Just as I expected—

Mino also suffered the same burden as Lady Kleinna.

Beside him, Apophis fidgeted restlessly with his sword, staring intently at Mino's face, somewhat bewildered:

"Is it him? That's impossible... He doesn't have any otherworldly aura on him..."

The image of the mysterious black-haired swordsman encountered in the Death Forest a thousand years ago suddenly flashed into his mind, but quickly dissipated like bubbles. He simply couldn't believe it was possible to face the person before him.

With everyone lost in their own thoughts, the brilliance in the room began to gradually fade.

The holy power and magical power belonging to the Demon King returned to Mia's body.

The little guy with black hair and black eyes turned back into a head of white hair, and his bright, shining eyes were like two small suns, exceptionally bright and cheerful.

"Lady Kletina! Are you alright?!"

Svir quickly checked Kletina's condition. Fortunately, the Shadow Demon's physical resilience was second only to the zombie demon race.

The intense strain primarily burdened Kleidina's nervous system; now that the force is no longer causing pressure, Kleidina is much better off.

Swell breathed a sigh of relief.

"Ouch, it doesn't hurt anymore! Well done, Swell!" A voice of praise came from the side.

"No, this is what I should do, Mi..." The book demon, who was about to answer subconsciously, trembled.

He abruptly turned his head to look at the human who had already stood up beside him. His hair stood on end, and he immediately put distance between himself and Apophis!

"Brave Mino!"

Swell's tone was somewhat grave.

Although the opponent no longer possessed Lady Mia's holy power, after breaking through the restrictions, the opponent has once again become a pinnacle existence in the human camp!

Even though he could no longer activate that terrifying thirty-seven layers of protection, for some reason Swell felt that the other party's aura had become much more terrifying than it had been five months ago, as if it was undergoing some kind of critical transformation!

—How could this be? They didn't do anything!

"My Lord!!! My Lord!!!"

The voice of the holy sword Altote came from afar.

After the black mage died, it was finally able to break free of the seal and, hopping along, finally made its way from the other end of the magic circle.

However, upon catching sight of Apophis, who was dressed entirely in holy white, Altotei glared fiercely at the traitorous holy sword before him, like a cat with its fur standing on end: "You actually dared to steal the right to use my lord's curry stick, you worthless sword, Apophis!"

"Heh." Apophis, having regained his senses, didn't mince words and scoffed, "It seems that I am a better match for your master."

"Incompetent holy sword...is that a more fitting description for you, Artotai?"

"Pah! Go to hell!"

The two holy swords were about to start fighting on their own.

Suddenly, a cracking sound came from the void.

The voice was extremely clear, yet it carried an eerie aura, spreading a barely perceptible chill throughout the room…

Mino and Swell suddenly shuddered!

A chilling feeling suddenly arose from the perception of the strongest hero and the authority of knowledge.

"what is that……"

"Where……"

Both sides turned in unison, quickly pinpointing the source.

At the center of the massive magic array, an altar stood silently.

“That thing…it’s so eerie…” Swell’s pages suddenly trembled:

"You wouldn't even notice it if you weren't paying attention. It's not part of this light magic circle at all. I see: those dark mages were working on this... That explains it... That archmage wasn't with these guys, which is why the mistake happened..."

The altar gave Svir a strange sense of familiarity, but fortunately, it didn't need to think about it. Once the Book Demon's talent was activated, it quickly found the matching aura.

"That's very similar to what Pope Brad held that day... no, it's even more terrifying! The aura is getting stronger and stronger..."

Swell's voice trembled, a tremor stemming from the demonic instincts, as if he had witnessed something irresistible.

Something's about to come out!!!

"Oh?" Mino's expression turned serious, and his sharp gaze immediately took in the distant altar clearly.

On the dark and sinister altar, a drop of crimson blood was slowly rolling.

“That’s… Mia’s…”

Mino recalled that on the altar, Mia's fingers had been worn raw by the sharp edge of the altar, the blood slowly flowing in the tiny, almost invisible grooves on the altar. Now, the gray-black surface of the altar was stained with a faint layer of blood.

A faint golden light shimmered on the altar, but it was quickly swallowed by a deep shadow.

The sky gradually darkened, casting a deep, deathly silence over the entire land, like a doomsday horn sounding a chilling melody in the demonic wind—

"The aura of dark magic... an evil ritual..."

Even the well-informed Mino clenched his fists at that moment, vaguely understanding something:

"Those drug dealers, is this all they do for such pointless things? It's unforgivable—"

Mino's voice crackled with rage; he could never forget the times he destroyed the lair of these dark sorcerers...