Evolution: From Little Devil to Devil Empress

Unfortunately for him, Liora neither accepted nor refused his proposal.

Just like the unknown Devil suggested, she indeed realized that this was not his real body, but merely a clone. Or rather, a tiny part of his soul that was dependent on the faith surrounding the statue.

But she was actually quite doubtful regarding the latter part of his speech.

Thinking of this, her right foot struck the floor, and the shadows around her rippled, shooting into the air before transforming into a large number of shiny needles.

With a wave of her hand, the needles shot toward the Devil like a wave of bullets, soon arriving before him.

Continuous clangs echoed in the secret room as the needles struck the unknown Devil, causing his body to tremble violently for a brief second.

But the next moment, his body turned back to normal, having suffered no damage despite facing Liora’s attack head-on.

”What do you think you are doing?”, the Devil stared at Liora and questioned.

Despite his hoarse—almost mechanical voice—his fury was now apparent.

”If I weren’t concerned that a fight between us would benefit the natives of this world, I wouldn’t have been so kind to forgive your earlier transgression. How dare you attack me?”

Subconsciously, the Devil tightened his fists, trying to hold himself back from attacking her.

Unfortunately, Liora was not fooled by his antics. Her previous attack had already allowed her to confirm her suspicions.

”I see. No wonder you were willing to compromise so easily...”, she spoke, ignoring the unknown Devil’s threats.

”If I’m not wrong, the source of your power is faith.”

”If it were before, it might have indeed been possible for you to exert the strength of a Great Knight. But now that I’ve stolen so much of the faith that you’ve accumulated, it would be difficult for you to fight against a True Knight, much less me.”

What Liora didn’t say was that the reason she suspected him was because of his initial attitude.

In her opinion, Devils should be arrogant, fierce, and easily angered.

Although it was quite common for them to surrender and beg for mercy if need be, the Devil before her was just a split soul. Therefore, he had no reason to act so cowardly and compromise that easily, especially when he was under absolutely zero pressure.

The moment Liora finished speaking, a cracking sound spread throughout the room, as if to confirm her words.

The body of the unknown Devil shook and became even more transparent, while his aura plummeted.

Watching this happen, Liora no longer stayed still.

Taking advantage of this rare opportunity, she rushed forward, as a brilliant black light flashed within her right palm.

By the time she arrived in front of the unknown Devil, that black light had materialized into a golden spear, which she thrust forward with all her strength.

With a swoosh, the spear’s tip easily penetrated the Devil’s transparent body, while the demonic flames drilled into him and raged inside, making his figure even more unstable.

But Liora refrained from killing him.

With a move of her mind, the shadows in the room gathered towards its very center, looking ready to engulf the Devil’s split soul.

Unfortunately, this trick—which had worked perfectly against Baron Bloodshield—was simply inadequate against a suspected True Devil.

Guessing that Liora wanted to capture him alive, he showed no panic.

Shaking his head, he spoke:

”It was expected, but it’s still quite disappointing that you weren’t fooled by that performance.”, he whispered, and the earlier emotions in his voice faded away, as if everything had been part of an act.

His voice became indifferent and emotionless once again, showing that he did not care whether this split soul would die or not.

Indeed, before the shadows could even touch him, the unknown Devil’s body shattered. Not because of Liora’s attack, but out of his own free will.

Clearly—knowing what fate would await him if he were to be captured—he chose to kill himself.

A faint regret flashed in Liora’s eyes when she saw this happen.

Though she knew that a suspected True Devil would most likely not fall for the same trick as a True Knight, it was inevitable that she was dissatisfied.

However, that dissatisfaction soon vanished as she gazed at the scene before her. The next second, she took action.

One of her hands reached out and grabbed the fragments of the Devil’s split soul, while the other one brought the golden orb closer, letting it devour the little faith that remained after his fall.