The dazzling light of the sky's crimson magic array became more and more dazzling. As it began to rotate like a disc, flashes of the same hue lightning started to gather, tearing through space and slowly pushing open a large door.

"That guy...that lunatic." In the peripheral area outside Milt City, Diya's trembling staff in his hand. He took a deep breath and handed Ciella a bottle of restorative potion from his storage ring.

He needed Ciella to recover as soon as possible. Compared to Ciella, who spent all her time fooling around in the academy, he had devoted almost all his time to exploring and researching Magic The Realm, and the knowledge he had accumulated enabled him to recognize the spell in the sky.

A fierce battle was surely about to commence, and he needed Ciella to recover as quickly as possible.

Ciella sat on the ground and swallowed the potion in large gulps, sticking out her tongue. "Your potions taste horrible."

"It's a potion, not a sugary drink." Diya's beard twitched, his expression somewhat helpless. The sense of urgency that had been pressing a moment ago disappeared instantly.

"...let's just drink the ones we make ourselves," Ciella disdainfully threw the empty bottle aside and took out a bottle of orange potion from her storage space. "Advanced recovery potion, orange flavor, with the same effect as yours. It's definitely a lot better than that undrinkable one you made."

"I'm starting to regret saving you." Diya covered his face and sighed.

"Alright, enough nonsense."

Ciella jumped up from the ground and stretched her body, feeling that she had already recovered to some extent. "Do you know the effect of that magic array in the sky?"

"The Gate of Hell, the level of magical power is a forbidden curse. It has absorbed the life force of so many people in the city, it should be enough to summon that Demon guy." Diya looked around, his eyes revealing his anger.

Hundreds of people were lying haphazardly on the ground around them, all in a state of unconsciousness. These people, like Ciella, were ordinary people that Diya had saved by using his marked magic imprint after arriving. These people were already his limit, and there were probably thousands or even tens of thousands of people left in the city. Even as a Holy Rank powerhouse, it was difficult for him to save their lives.

"Is it like this? It seems that both those who haven't arrived yet and that guy in the city below...we can't let a single one of them go." The academy head drank the remaining potion in the bottle in one gulp, wiping her mouth. The aura of a Holy Rank powerhouse returned to her.

In the half-empty doorway, a dark red sky connected to the other end of the world. A large number of pitch-black clouds surged out, covering Milt City. The sunlight that had shone on the earth a moment ago was now nowhere to be seen, replaced by occasional flashes of red lightning in the clouds, bringing a hint of light.

With the clouds, a nauseatingly strong smell of sulfur permeated, making the air polluted.

Then, more than ten demons clad in black iron armor flew out, the flapping wings and the horns on their heads indicating their identities as high-ranking demons.

High-ranking demons were a race with high rankings in the demon hierarchy. Ordinary adult demons were already as powerful as high-level human warriors, and trained warriors were even stronger.

And these dozen or so high-ranking demons seemed to be just the vanguard, with more behind them.

"Hey, old man, do you think there are any Holy Ranks in there?" Although she possessed the power of a Holy Rank, Ciella couldn't help but feel a little scalp tingling in the face of such a large invasion. It was true that Holy Ranks could crush those below them, but if there were too many invading demons, she wouldn't be able to stop them all.

Not to mention further away, just running to the arena not far away, there are still tens of thousands of people watching the match there. If the magic is not handled properly, it will result in heavy casualties.

"Be cautious..." Ciella licked her teeth. She was used to being arrogant, but suddenly restraining herself felt a bit uncomfortable.

At this moment, the portable communication array that Lucius had forced her to take with her lit up, and Lucius's anxious voice came through, "Ciella? How are you? How did that teleportation array activate? What about the people in the city..."

"I ran into the bastard who harmed Musbell. I couldn't stop him and almost died. Diya came back to save me. I've recovered a bit, but the people in the city can't be saved."

Ciella interrupted Lucius's questions and briefly explained her situation.

"What... that's nearly ten thousand people!" Lucius, and everyone else in the communication channel, felt their hearts sink upon hearing this news.

"We don't have time to mourn for them now. Everyone, start taking action."

At times like this, Ciella no longer had her usual carefree and wilful attitude. On the girl's face, the expression of "steadiness", which was usually difficult to appear, had taken over.

"All deployed Watchers, recall. Request that the surrounding countries, Adventurer's Guild, Knight's Association, and Magic Guild immediately send elite reinforcements. We're going to make a big move."

Since they took on the name "Watcher", they naturally had to step forward in times of crisis.

...

The heart of the academy city, the Lakeheart Island, had become a treasure trove-turned-pit due to the aftermath of the Holy Rank battle. The boy stood with his hands behind his back, quietly waiting for the towering demon, nearly three meters tall, to descend in front of him.

"You're later than the agreed upon time to open the gate."

The voice under the demon's helmet was low, but it was a standard human language.

"I apologize, but there are often unforeseen circumstances in such big matters, Lord Saros."

"I'm not blaming you," Saros responded calmly, "As long as you can fulfill your promise and merge the soul of the ancient demon with the young master to dominate Devildom, Devildom will also spare no effort to fulfill one of your requests."

The demon's personality was not as cruel and irritable as the legends of humans described. At least, it didn't have the leisure to randomly grab and chew on two humans—after all, it was an intelligent creature, and it had reservations about such behavior.

As he said, as long as the goal was achieved, that was enough.

"No problem. Everything is ready. All we need to do is extract the soul from the lantern and hand it over to your young master."

The boy confidently snapped his fingers. "Alythio, retrieve the item 'Ural Lantern.'"

During the previous battle, he didn't destroy the magic creature named "Alythio." Instead, he modified a few of its memories so that he became the sole authorizer.

This was also to facilitate the current retrieval of the lantern.

"Understood. Retrieving the item 'Ural Lantern'." A beam of light shot out from a remaining wall of the treasure trove and landed in the boy's outstretched hand.

"Take a look. This is The Age of Legendary War from ten thousand years ago, sealing the soul of the last ancient demon—"

Noticing the suspicious expression on Saros's face under the helmet, the boy finally realized that something was amiss. He quickly lowered his head and took a look at the lantern in his hand.

[Slightly Damaged Academy Wall Lamp]

A Magic crystal lamp made of ordinary black iron and glass, it has become a bit old over the years, as it was forcibly torn off the wall and slightly damaged. Redemption price: 50 gold coins.

— In short, it seems like that was the item description.

"So, this is the lantern you mentioned, sealed with a demon's soul? Are you playing a joke on me?"

The expression on the great demon Saros's face started to turn unfriendly and dark power began to surround him. Now, he perfectly fit the image of a demon from a fantasy movie.

"It seems like there has been a slight misunderstanding? Please calm down, I will resolve it quickly."

The boy himself was a bit confused and quickly tried to diffuse the situation. What's going on? If I want the lamp, then just give it to me, right?

"Aelithio, what's going on?"

"I cannot comprehend the issue, but I can provide the access records for the collectible item 'Ural Lantern': it was taken out and returned by Headmaster Ciella 60 years ago, and taken out and returned by Headmaster Ciella 9 days ago."

Aelithio calmly replied.

"60 years ago? 9 days ago?"

Upon hearing these two time points, the boy started to think hard. "Ah, I can't remember anymore. Did something happen back then? Could it be that the lamp Milt has stored here is always a fake? Or was it replaced by Ciella? But where could it have been replaced with?"

By the way, the mood of the other great demon seemed to have worsened as well, appearing as if he could erupt in anger at any moment.

"Brother, if you're looking for the lantern, I might be able to help." Vira, who had been protected by the boy since the appearance of the great demon, suddenly tugged on the boy's sleeve and said, "Because the demon's soul was sealed by three Angels sacrificing themselves, their spirits should be intertwined with the demon's soul. If we use the Divine Punishment Codex, it should be effective."

"Oh, right, I forgot about that!"

The boy's face lit up with joy and he quickly waved to Saros, "Lord Saros, I need a little more time here. Vira, please hurry and help me look for it."

While saying that, he handed the Divine Punishment Codex to Vira.

Just at that moment, the attention-grabbing Hell Gate in the sky suddenly came under attack. Over ten powerful Magic spells from various schools bombarded the exit, directly dispersing the unsuspecting demon formation.

"An attack?" Saros raised his right hand, and the fierce demon fire from hell condensed into a huge sword in his hand.

"Probably the Watchers," the boy said expectantly as he watched Vira operate the Divine Punishment Codex. Without looking back at Saros, the boy continued, "Ah, I forgot to tell you, the city beneath our feet is called Saint Milt, a city of the academy. This academy is also a strong force among humans who protect the peace of the main world. Our ally, the Dark Elf, has been defeated by them before."

"Dark Elf? That bunch of losers is just a joke, only fools who were played by you. What does defeating them prove? Ha, protecting peace? Then let me personally crush their pride!"

Saros raised the giant sword in his hand and laughed wildly.

"Well, I wish you and your legion good luck in battle. I still need to search for the whereabouts of the lantern, so I won't assist you."

"No need to!" Saros snorted, but in his heart, he cursed the boy as crafty. Clearly, he was also a Holy Rank, but didn't want to lend a hand. Moreover, it was the little girl who was searching, so what did it have to do with him?

But that didn't matter. He controlled the power of demons himself and was a top-tier powerhouse even in the main battle camp of the Devildom. From a human's perspective, he was also a Holy Rank powerhouse. A mere academy, he could easily trample it if he wanted to.

"It's really a demon! Damn it, go to hell!"

"Arcane Falling Star!"

However, just as Saros flew into the air, a gigantic bright purple meteor fell from the sky and smashed onto his forehead, containing the flowing power of laws. In front of him, Ciella threw a massive black fireball, its aura overwhelming even to make him tremble.

Boom!!