Reborn Demon Girl Will Not Meet the Uncle Hero

Chapter 214 Sneaking into Heaven
"Cough! Cough! Cough!"

"What exactly is this 'Goddess's Automatic Defense System'? How come it's so powerful?"

Doro climbed up from the cloud and looked at Moh lying to the side: "It was almost as intense as the battle between you and me—and her corpse too, she was really good at fighting!"

Mohe also got up: "That woman has always been full of martial virtue. Otherwise, why do you think I didn't actually come to the Heavenly Realm when I knew she was causing trouble there? This woman is definitely waiting for me to go to the Heavenly Realm and then trying to find a way to keep me there."

"You say you're in a relationship? I have to question that."

“Mr. Doro, isn’t that the same between you and me? You clearly like me, but I want to kill you,” Moh said with a smile.

Doro felt this was somewhat different, but that wasn't the issue right now: "They should be alright, right?"

"Of course it's fine, I put them all away in the end. Should we let them out?"

"Being not."

"...What do you want to do?"

Doro was somewhat speechless: "You're making it sound like I'm about to do something bad—I'm not that kind of person who's driven by desire, am I? I just have some questions for you, and then I'll release them both."

"Oh, okay, go ahead and ask."

Although Doro said that, he walked over directly, picked up Moh, and put him in his arms. His hands were not very well-behaved, one touching up and the other down.

Mohe blushed slightly, rolled her eyes at Doro, but didn't say anything.

"The goddess's body was found earlier. Did you figure out the cause of her death from that body?"

"You're asking this kind of question right off the bat... um, let me think..."

She didn't seem to be able to think clearly. Doro had noticed this problem before. Speaking of which, when Moh turned back into this young body, she seemed to become weak in that area. In her grown-up form with golden and silver eyes, she was much better at that... at least her endurance was much greater.

Moher, in her early childhood, is prone to this situation: if you do something to her, she is unable to even think clearly.

However, this also shows that Mohe's change in form is a real change, rather than some kind of illusion. Clearly, Mohe is unwilling to use illusions or similar things.

Doro paused slightly, and Moh's breathing calmed down a bit: "I think the goddess's death was at least not because of a battle with anyone. You should know how you treated my body when you killed me—and if you insist on a conclusion, I still stand by my original opinion."

"Your original opinion?"

"It's about the World Tree that I told you about before. The cause of the Goddess's death and the cause of the World Tree's death will be no different. The emotions, thoughts, and will of the souls born from the life one creates will have a huge impact on the creator... This impact is unavoidable. An ominous gathering will kill the World Tree, and a devout gathering will also kill the Goddess."

This is the origin of the dispute between Moher and Julia.

"If I had to name the power that killed Julia, I think it would be what's called a 'blessing.' Curses kill, and blessings kill too." Mohe had this thought before coming to the Celestial Realm, and now, seeing the goddess's corpse was merely a further confirmation of that idea…

"So, this is enough for you?"

Moh shook his head: "Not enough. If this trip to the Celestial Realm was just to see the goddess's corpse, there would be no need for me to come at all. I have other things to do—this is also a valuable experience and wealth. Mr. Doro, you are now a life form like us. Perhaps this is something you will have to consider sooner or later. It took Yulia and me ten or twenty thousand years to finally make the decision to create life. You may not need that long. It's not a bad thing to think about it in advance."

Her tone was quite frank: "You are well aware of the situation on the ground. The many lives I created adopted a different approach than Yulia's. I did not guide them in any way. My approach was more like that of a living World Tree... Subsequently, I was spontaneously pushed to the position of Demon King, sitting on the throne of the Demon King—and then became the enemy of many races, and was eventually destroyed by you... Although this is also closely related to Yulia, perhaps, being pushed to the position of Demon King is itself a kind of feedback, a kind of feedback similar to a curse."

If we say that, then it will go on and on.

"So even if I say that the blessing is the root cause of Yulia's death, I still need to take a good look at what kind of path this celestial realm, which was created, protected, and guided by Yulia, has taken, what kind of civilization it has, what kind of system it has, and how exactly the blessing killed Yulia. I also need to join forces with you to expel the blessing from the celestial realm."

Moh is always like this, thinking many steps ahead before taking any action. She made her stance clear: she did not consider Doro as an existence outside of combat power. She frankly stated that she planned to join forces with Doro to expel the so-called blessing from the heavens.

This is something Doro really likes. Although, given Moh's nature, she probably has something else hidden away, such as something left behind by the goddess, which she might use to deal with Doro later... Doro now understands Moh somewhat, but he doesn't dislike her little tricks.

After all, he liked Moher, but he didn't truly trust her, and it was precisely because of this complex emotion that Moher always held a magical allure for him.

So now, what should we do?

“Of course, it’s about observing and then blending into the crowd. I’m very good at this.” Moh said that he had blended into different races countless times over the years, so this was something he was very familiar with.

She released Fickel and Shady and explained her meaning: "If possible, I would prefer to be born as a Celestial being, just like being reincarnated as a human, and live in this world for more than ten years to figure things out. However, time is not that plentiful, so we can only use some less natural methods. This way, we cannot fully experience the life of a Celestial being, which is a bit of a pity."

Doro seemed to be able to understand some of Moher's meaning.

Mohe then took out a scarf from her own treasure vault.

"This is?"

"The curtain of the goddess of night... well, actually there is no goddess of night. This is a curtain that Yulia used to use—well, to hide her identity. But mine is different from hers. Hers was white, while mine is a black curtain that I made myself. It's a copy, so I've kept it deep in the treasury and have no intention of using it."

Mokh readily admitted to plagiarizing Julia's work: "This kind of thing might be surprisingly useful in the celestial realm that Julia created, after all, the celestial realm is such a place..."

Clouds floated everywhere, carrying all sorts of things, and these clouds seemed to move according to a specific pattern.

“I never imagined there would be such scenery in the world, it’s simply dreamlike,” Fickel exclaimed.

Shady agreed, saying, "This is exactly what the heavens should look like in our imagination."

“What’s so strange about that? I could make a place like that down there too, but it would just be decorations. I’ve never really liked this kind of flamboyant artistic expression. It’s like something a child would do. Yulia may have always been an innocent child. I can’t see her growing up. Maybe that’s why she died. If she were like me, even if it meant giving herself to Mr. Doro, she would have survived… and maybe she wouldn’t have died.”

For a moment, the expressions of the remaining three people were somewhat complicated. It was hard to say what Moh was talking about that was something to be proud of; at least these three people wouldn't think so. As human beings, sometimes they still felt that a heroic sacrifice had a legendary, romantic quality, while a life of mere survival felt shameful.

"The automatic defense system has been destroyed by us, and the Celestials should also react to it. There might even be a blessing that can rival our power. Let's integrate into this world first."

The curtain of the so-called goddess of night was drawn—

The four people disappeared.

……

"Hurry! Hurry! The Pope has ordered an investigation of all suspicious individuals. The protective veil that the Great Mother left for us to safeguard the world has been breached! Everyone must act to stop this!"

Some people carrying spears and wearing armor were running through the streets.

but……

Doro and the others couldn't understand what the other side was saying.

But the good thing is, there's an invincible demon king here.

Simply put, Moh sensed the fluctuations in these people's souls and then understood their words based on these fluctuations.

Then he told Doro and the others, and also made sure the sound wouldn't get out.

It can only be said that, purely in terms of methods, Moh demonstrates an almost omnipotent state. For Doro, a life form of the same level, this kind of thing is too delicate, and he simply cannot do it.

“Let’s not make any big moves yet. Give me some more time. I’m gathering information on the language of the Celestials. Apparently, because of the separation from the ground, the language of the Celestials has mutated... It might even be a language that Yulia created herself... I’ll be able to learn this language in another thirty minutes. After that, I’ll use magic to make you speak this language directly, so don’t worry.”

I have a general feeling—

I always feel like they're not very useful!

Even Doro had this idea in mind... Although Moh said he wanted to use his power to drive the possible "blessing" from the world, Doro couldn't help but wonder if Moh couldn't do it without his help? At least from the current situation, it seemed that Moh didn't need them at all.

As Mohe herself said, if she were to conduct her own research, she would be more inclined to be born as a baby and fully experience the world. Time is the least valuable thing to Mohe.

She did this entirely because of a few other people.

"However, as I expected, this world is a church-based nation—the White Church and the church in this world should have similarities. From this perspective...Shitch, you might have a lot of room to maneuver."

"what?"

"You don't need to worry about it, just take a look first."

The group stood in the middle of the street. The style of the houses in the celestial realm was quite similar to that of the Church of the White, with everything being pure white. It seemed that the goddess liked this color very much. No one could find them. This was how Mohe collected information and gradually pieced together the appearance of this world.

The investigation into outsiders and potential attackers will obviously not end easily.

Moher, however, had already deciphered the language of the heavens.

"Alright, come closer, I'll teach you this language."

Moh directly imprinted the knowledge into the brains of several people using magic.

Is it really that convenient?

“Only I can do this. You could have easily destroyed anyone else,” Moh explained. “Now, it’s time for us to make a choice, Your Majesty the One.”

"What choice?"

Mohe glanced around: "To integrate into this world, the first thing is to find a suitable reason, weave a suitable story, and then obtain a suitable identity. This is not difficult, after all, I am very strong and I can do anything. Of course, there is an even simpler method, which is to replace or parasitize."

“We’ll find a few natives. If it’s about replacement, we’ll kill or tie them up, then use shapeshifting to become them and blend into this world. If it’s about parasitism, we’ll find a few hosts and become like the Mind Flayers and Shapeshifters I created before, gradually twisting their minds and eventually replacing them little by little. In short, we’ll be able to understand this world and the races we’re dealing with without causing chaos.”

Yes, the races of today are completely different from those on the ground, if I had to give a reason.

Each person has a pure white halo above their head, and wings growing from their backs, with the number of wings varying.

“Although I know that Yulia likes beautiful and pretty things, sometimes I just can’t accept her flamboyant style. Do you think that halo looks good? Mr. Doro.”

"I think it's actually alright, isn't it? It seems quite sacred."

"..." Mohe was speechless. "What about the feathers?"

"It has a very goddess-like apostle feel. Think about it, this is a world above the clouds, so having feathers for flying is a necessary design element. As for the color, it doesn't really matter, right?"

Moh shook his head: "So, what method do you plan to use to infiltrate this world?"

"Can't we just keep watching like this?"

"If you insist on doing it this way, that's fine too."

(End of this chapter)