Late at night, the moon was bright but stars were scarce. The night was dark, with the moon covered by dark clouds and stars blocked by clouds. The whole city was engulfed in darkness, unable to see the surroundings clearly.
Karis stood by the window, gazing out into the dark night. A sinister and creepy smile crept up on his lips.
A series of knocks echoed from inside the house. Karis withdrew his gaze and coldly asked, "Who is it?"
"It's me, Brix. How is your head?" Brix asked worriedly.
"I'm fine," Karis replied, his voice sounding somewhat hoarse.
"That's good to hear. Rest well. I'll go deal with some matters," Brix said, turning to leave. But after a few steps, he turned back and asked with concern, "Should I bring some food for you?"
"No need, thank you for your kindness. I'm fine," Karis said.
"Well, rest well then. I'll go downstairs," Brix said, turning to leave.
After Brix left, Karis turned into a shadow and leaped out of the window, heading straight for Iris' room.
Karis arrived at Iris' room and leaped onto the window sill, flipping down onto it. He gently pushed open the door and walked in.
"Who's there?" Iris asked cautiously.
Iris was sitting on the bed, wearing a red dress. She leaned against the bedboard, shrinking back as if guarding against Karis' attack.
Seeing Iris on guard, Karis knelt on one knee and said, "Your Majesty, what's wrong? I am the second-ranked sequence, the Devil Breaker. Do you not recognize me?"
Karis took off his hood, revealing a handsome face.
For the moment, Iris couldn't determine if the person before her was a friend or foe. After all, her connection with Chaos had been severed and she couldn't identify the other person's identity.
Seeing Iris hesitating, Karis revealed some demonic features, with a faint blue-purple smoke emanating from his body.
The blue-purple smoke enveloped Karis, and his body gradually transformed into a demonic appearance.
His waist was no longer flesh but white bones, with tiny blood vessels in the gaps, looking horrifying and chilling.
There was also a bone tail behind Karis, with sharp bone spines at the tip, giving off a cold aura.
Seeing Karis transform into a demon, Iris became less wary and relaxed her guard a little.
Seeing Iris relaxed, Karis immediately changed back to his original form, "Your Majesty, I am your loyal subject. I am willing to serve you with my life, even in death." Karis said while prostrating himself and kowtowing to Iris.
"Are you the Shadow Guard who accompanied Lilia back then?" Iris recognized Karis' identity upon seeing him. Her memory was always strong, so she remembered Karis.
"Yes, Your Majesty!" Karis replied with respect, looking at Iris with awe in his eyes.
"Why didn't you help Crying Boat and The Tenth back then?" Iris questioned coldly.
"Your Majesty, I'm sorry. I hadn't regained my memory at that time and didn't know I was the reincarnation of a demon. I've come here to apologize and hope you can forgive my mistakes." Karis hurriedly explained.
"Never mind, it's not your fault. None of us expected Liran Day to be a celestial warrior. Stand up!" Iris said in a gentle tone.
"Thank you for your forgiveness, Your Majesty." Karis said excitedly, quickly standing up and coming in front of Iris.
"Your Majesty, I've planned an escape route. Tonight is the best time to leave. Please make haste and take advantage of the cover of darkness to escape." Karis respectfully said.
"Alright, let's go." Iris nodded in agreement.
"As you command, my Queen." Karis respectfully replied.
Since Iris had a leg injury and couldn't run fast, Karis carried her on his back. They swiftly withdrew from the palace, going through several blocks and stopped at an empty alleyway.
Hiding in the darkness, Karis and Iris watched quietly as soldiers patrolled the street, waiting patiently.
After about half an hour, the patrol team gradually moved away. The two of them quietly slipped out of the alley.
"Let's go," Karis urged, leading Iris quickly towards the city gates.
The two of them hid in a corner of the city wall, quietly observing the activity at the city gate.
The guards on the wall were on high alert, patrolling meticulously and vigilantly.
Suddenly, Poqi used his Sequencing Power to draw a circle on the wall. Within the circle, a faint blue-purple light radiated, and after a moment, it formed a "door" shape.
With Iris on his back, Poqi jumped into the circle and quickly disappeared.
The "door" behind them slowly vanished, and the city wall returned to its original state, without any trace of strangeness.
"Poqi, where are we going?" Iris asked in confusion.
"We are going to the Abyss, where we can help His Majesty unlock the restrictions on the Holy Gun of the Angel of War, and restore His Majesty's power," Poqi replied.
"Oh!" Iris nodded. "It's indeed a good place."
"Indeed, it is a good place," Poqi agreed.
"Alright, let's hurry then!" Iris felt excited, knowing that she would soon be able to use magic again.
With Iris on his back, Poqi increased his speed and headed towards the direction of the Abyss.
They soon arrived at the Abyss, and Poqi put Iris down. "Your Majesty, this cliff is the entrance to the Abyss."
Iris glanced down and saw the profound darkness, unable to see the bottom. A gust of chilling wind blew up, causing Iris to shiver uncontrollably.
Iris picked up a stone from the ground and threw it towards the bottom of the cliff. The stone fell into the Abyss and disappeared into the darkness.
Seeing this, Iris couldn't help but ask, "Poqi, how deep is it down there?"
"I don't know, but Your Majesty will soon find out the height from the ground," Poqi replied with a sinister smile on his face.
Iris was shocked by his words and felt a cold breath creeping up her heart, causing her whole body to tremble involuntarily.
"What do you want to do?" Iris stared at him.
"I want to leave Your Majesty here forever!" Poqi said seriously, as if it were a matter of course.
"How dare you!" Iris shouted angrily. She never expected Poqi would do something so cruel.
Seeing Iris's anger, a sinister smile appeared on Poqi's face. "Why wouldn't I dare? This world is unfair to begin with. It's a world where the weak are preyed upon by the strong. Besides, Your Majesty is so weak, it is only right for you to be swallowed by the Abyss and perish forever." He looked maliciously at Iris and spoke in a dark tone.
Iris was furious, but she couldn't refute him.
"Poqi, you are despicable!" Iris scolded, "How dare you commit regicide!"
"I certainly won't commit regicide, but I want to keep Your Majesty trapped in the Abyss forever, so that I can become the new Demon Emperor," Poqi said, kicking Iris in the abdomen and pushing her off the cliff.
"At that time, I will frame everything on the Angel of War. The other demons will believe that Your Majesty was killed by her, and I will become the new Demon Emperor." Poqi's face revealed a cunning smile. "Next, I will continue to lurk and quietly restore my Sequencing Power. When the Angel of War is weak, I will eliminate her. This way, I can avenge my beloved Your Majesty."
Poqi opened his blue-purple wings and surveyed the surrounding cliffs, meticulously observing. If the Demon Emperor caught hold of anything like a branch, Poqi would unhesitatingly destroy it to ensure that the Demon Emperor fell into the Abyss.
After surveying the area, Poqi laughed and left.
Poqi also had concerns. If he killed Iris directly, the Holy Gun of the Angel of War on her would fight back, and the Angel of War would come to kill him. After all, Poqi had just regained his memories.
Furthermore, after the Demon Emperor dies, an intense black flame will emanate from her body. If he is touched by the black flame, Poqi's body would struggle to withstand the scorching heat. Even if he survived, there would be a mark on his soul, and other demons would discover that he committed regicide, leading to his death.
Therefore, Poqi devised this plan to kill the Demon Emperor, blame it on the Angel of War, and smoothly inherit the position of the Demon Emperor.
One has to admit, Poqi's tactics were truly despicable.
After his plan succeeded, Poqi returned to the domain of the Blood Clan and lay on the bed, fantasizing about the scene of other demons worshiping him. He felt extremely content.
