“Cough! Cough! Damn it! That demon is truly cunning and cruel!” Valen wheezed, clutching his chest with a painful expression.
He hadn’t expected Heidel to launch a sudden attack while he was off guard.
Gritting his teeth, he glared at Heidel, killing intent barely concealed in his gaze.
“Luna, let’s attack him now!” Valen shouted, rising to his feet.
He extended his right hand, and a point of light appeared before transforming into a red spear that radiated a powerful aura.
In an instant, holy power surged from his body, and both of his eyes gleamed with a radiant white light.
With his left leg positioned slightly behind him, he propelled himself toward Heidel with breathtaking speed.
The tip of the Soaring Dragon’s Holy Spear shone with a brilliant red light, warping the surrounding space as if it were melting.
“Die!” Valen thrust his spear toward Heidel’s heart, determined not to give him a chance to dodge.
Instantly, a surge of demonic energy erupted from his body, forming a protective dome that enveloped him completely, leaving no gaps.
The tip of the Soaring Dragon’s Holy Spear collided with the barrier, creating a thunderous explosion and a powerful shockwave.
Valen was thrown back twenty meters, clicking his tongue in annoyance.
“Damn it! Why is this demon so strong?” He muttered, frustration rising within him.
No matter how many times he employed his hero techniques, Heidel easily withstood his attacks, as if he could predict where he would strike.
Even Leon in the past had never made him feel this level of pressure and frustration.
“Fighting an opponent who has faced three heroes from the previous era is incredibly troublesome,” he murmured softly, tightening his grip on his spear.
Given his experience battling those three heroes, Heidel was undeniably familiar with all the hero techniques Valen employed, putting him at a distinct disadvantage.
At that moment, Luna’s cold, indifferent voice echoed from above, startling him.
Valen quickly glanced up to see Luna floating in the air, pulling back the bowstring of Celestial Frost, an arrow shimmering with bright blue light poised to be released.
Luna released the arrow, which shot toward Heidel at breathtaking speed.
As the arrow flew by, the space within a radius of several meters froze, creating a stunning spectacle.
The arrow collided with Heidel’s barrier, producing an explosive sound that rivaled the force of Valen’s previous attack.
Valen narrowed his eyes at the impact, curiosity igniting within him.
“Did it work?” he wondered silently.
His own Hero technique had no noticeable effect on the barrier, and he was certain Luna’s attack would be just as ineffective.
The cracks gradually widened until they spread across the entire barrier, causing it to shatter into fragments.
He never imagined that Luna’s attack could break the barrier so effortlessly, sending his heart racing.
“How can this woman be so strong?” Valen swallowed hard, a sudden wave of distress washing over him.
Heidel was equally stunned, watching as his barrier crumbled so easily under Luna’s assault.
“What a powerful attack! It seems the Bow Hero of this era is as talented as her predecessor,” he murmured softly, nodding in appreciation.
Meanwhile, Luna floated down from the sky and landed beside Valen.
“How did you do that?” Valen asked hesitantly, still in shock.
Luna’s expression remained unchanged as she casually glanced at him.
“Probably because I’m stronger than you,” she replied casually, her tone laced with mockery, which made Valen’s face flush with embarrassment.
Startled by her words, Valen quickly looked toward Heidel, who had assumed a combat stance, preparing to strike.
With a steely expression, Valen took a deep breath and nodded.
“In that case, let’s take him down!”
…
“Your Majesty, is something bothering you?”
In her workspace, Liliana sat reading through documents, her mind drifting as if she were lost in thought.
Suddenly, an emotionless voice broke through her reverie.
“I’m fine, Lyra. I’m sorry to worry you,” Liliana replied softly, taking a deep breath.
She picked up the coffee cup from the corner of her desk and took a sip, her expression nonchalant but revealing her underlying concern.
Lyra noticed this but lacked the courage to ask further. Still, she couldn’t help but speculate about the source of Liliana’s worry.
“Is Her Majesty concerned about His Majesty Leon?” Lyra pondered to herself.
Ever since Leon left for the battlefield, Liliana had exhibited a noticeable change in demeanor.
For some reason, she always appeared a bit worried and anxious, displaying a range of emotions she had never shown on an ordinary day.
After setting her cup down, Liliana leaned back in her chair, regarding Lyra with an indifferent yet slightly gentle gaze.
“Lyra, there’s something I want to ask you,” she said abruptly, momentarily catching Lyra off guard.
Tilting her head slightly, Lyra responded respectfully, “What is it, Your Majesty?”
“Do you think our army can defeat humanity’s force in the desert of chaos?” Liliana inquired in a casual tone.
Lyra’s eyebrows raised slightly, taken aback by the unexpected question.
“Of course they can, Your Majesty. Humanity’s army is strong, but our Demon army is no pushover either. Besides, His Majesty Leon is on his way to the battlefield to assist us, and victory will surely be ours,” Lyra replied confidently.
After a brief pause, doubt flickered across her beautiful, emotionless face as she hesitantly asked, “Your Majesty, why do you ask? Are you concerned about our Demon army and His Majesty Leon?”
Liliana was silent for a moment before shaking her head with a soft sigh.
“I am indeed very worried about the Demon army and Leon, but that’s not my main concern. It’s your father, Heidel, who truly concerns me, Lyra.”
The moment the name “Heidel” left her lips, Lyra’s expression shifted slightly, and she regarded Liliana with a puzzled look.
“Father? Why are you worried about him, Your Majesty? Has something happened to him?” Lyra inquired, her curiosity tinged with concern.
Lyra’s eyes widened at the question as she paused to collect her thoughts before finally nodding.
“Yes, he did mention something. He told me to always be loyal to you and the three young ladies and to never accept any offers from Aragon or the other Arch-demons. I don’t fully understand what that means, but I will obey him,” Lyra replied resolutely.
“Your Majesty, why are you asking this? Is something happening?” Lyra’s normally indifferent expression suddenly turned pale, and her palms clenched tightly, betraying her inner panic.
Liliana opened her mouth to speak, but the words caught in her throat, preventing her from saying anything.
After a moment of silence, she bit her lower lip and confessed, “Lyra, I’m sorry for keeping this from you.”
She lowered her gaze and continued in a somber tone, “In this war, your father, Heidel, may fall.”
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