After being forced to step down, the once-annoying nun eloped with me.

Seeing that even at such a time, the landlord Roman did not forget to drive the old, weak, sick and disabled out of the village.

Yang Hao raised his hand with a strange expression and waved it downwards.

He directly ordered the hunters to attack the village.

Chapter Seven: The Demon Civil War - 8K

Yang Hao ordered the hunters to launch an attack on the Roman village in the Demon Realm, which seemed "too normal," not because he was blinded by the Romans' hatred, but because anything that seemed "too normal" in an "abnormal world" was inherently problematic.

You said that veterans of the Roman Military Region could barely find a place to live in the Demon Realm—if that's the case, Yang Hao would definitely be happy to believe it.

But what if you said that a group of civilians from the Roman Empire happened to survive in the Demon Realm, and were even in a "safe" place, and were even driving out the old, weak, sick and disabled to reduce food losses?

Was this done by Romans who literally eat people?

Who would believe that if I told them?

"Roman has already resorted to cannibalism! Instead of imprisoning the old, weak, sick, and disabled as food... Doesn't this demon bother to investigate the past conditions of the Roman Empire?"

Therefore, Yang Hao boldly and confidently ordered the hunters to launch an attack on the seemingly normal Roman village that had suddenly appeared in the mist, and the hunters were not confused by Yang Hao's orders.

They picked up their modified, transforming weapons and fired a volley at the woman lying on the ground, pleading desperately.

Then, amidst a hail of bullets and the tearing of flesh, what was exposed to Yang Hao and the others was the demonic form of the old, weak, sick, and disabled after they had been beaten into mincemeat.

Purple chunks of flesh, writhing organs teeming with life, and behind them, a trembling Roman landlord, disguised himself perfectly—and what's funny is that upon closer inspection, Yang Hao discovered that this landlord, disguised by a demon, actually looked remarkably like the landlord representative in the Roman Empire's parliament at the time.

They were both obese, both had oily faces, and both had shifty eyes.

Yang Hao thought that the landlord had died long ago in the chaos of war.

It seems that many people survived until the Roman Empire transformed into a demonic realm. Perhaps this is a stroke of luck, or perhaps it is a misfortune.

Fortunately, these people who were transformed into demons may still retain memories of their previous lives.

Unfortunately, it is unknown whether their souls continue to remain in their bodies and gain control over them.

In short, Yang Hao did not intend to delve into such matters concerning one's values ​​and worldview.

He simply waved his hand once more, signaling the other troops to enter the safe zone where the village was located and wreak havoc. Then, under the protection of Elena and Lalumia, he stood safely at the entrance of the village, waiting for the battle reports from the front lines.

Then, Yang Hao noticed the strange look on Lalumia's face and figured that she might be unable to bear seeing the cruel scene of the village being burned down. He then decided to distract Lalumia by asking her questions.

"Lalumia, what do you think are the differences between these demons and the demons you know?"

He pointed to the still-wriggling chunks of flesh on the ground. Collected by the magical dolls, these wriggling purple chunks of flesh were placed in glass jars, ready to be transported back to the Land of Eden for further research.

When faced with Yang Hao's question, Lalumia thought about it seriously for a while, then simply shook her head:

"They were similar to the Bayerzens or elves who were assimilated at the time...none of them were primitive demons. However, from what I understand, the assimilated demons possessed some degree of self-awareness..."

"In other words, they're still alive?"

"Of course it's not what you think of as 'living.' It's more like a pitiful person who retains memories of their past life—they would cruelly use those memories to do things that only demons would do...like deliberately polluting water sources, or sabotaging high-value targets around the original owner. But something like this... evil? Gaining sympathy or contempt...this is the first time I've ever seen anything like it."

"I see... I noticed your expression was a bit strange just now? I thought the Romans here were still alive."

"That's not it at all! It's all because Teresa at home unconsciously uttered a few swear words while praying to me... Hmm, to prevent future children from being led astray, I'll have to give her a good talking to when I get back."

Looking at Lalumia, who was looking dejected and sighing.

Yang Hao finally understood—it seemed that Lalumia didn't care about the demon's feelings; she was simply troubled by Theresa's routine.

After all, Teresa, as a nun, was indeed quite disrespectful to her God... but then again...

Demons retain memories of their past lives.

So why isn't the Roman technology manifested in the demons?

Is it because the assimilated demons don't possess the same strong evolutionary abilities and locked evolutionary limits as the original demons? Or is it that the assimilated demons possess a different kind of collective consciousness?

Yang Hao fell into deep thought, and just then, the synthetic puppet that had been following him stood on tiptoe and whispered something in his ear:

"Discovery: The Roman demons' [collective consciousness] seems to be incomplete... Moreover, they do not seem to have the ability to establish a mental link with the demon mother nest. Or rather, it is locked."

"what?"

The sounds of village battle reached Yang Hao's ears, but for him, the more important thing was the [collective consciousness] that Elena had discovered.

The Roman demons seem to possess their own collective consciousness. Or perhaps, because they cannot integrate into the collective consciousness of the original demons, they can only develop their own unique collective consciousness.

However, the collective consciousness born from Roman demons does not possess the same super learning and evolutionary abilities as the primitive demons that Yang Hao and others knew about... It can be said that it is a substandard product that has its own defects but cannot solve the problem through evolution.

...In a sense, this is good news—at least Yang Hao doesn't have to worry that when demons assimilate life in a certain region, it will easily make the overall strength of the demons stronger. At least that's true within Roman.

but--

This is just one of Elena's guesses.

Another possibility is that, in order to prevent the original demon's mental state from being corrupted, the demon servants chose to directly prohibit the Roman demon from forming a mental link with the original demon... right?

...That must be the reason, right?

Neither Yang Hao nor Elena believed that the Roman demons could possibly develop a collective consciousness. The only possibility was that the demon servants were intelligent enough to realize the Roman demons' problem, but this also meant that the demon servants would be exceptionally difficult to deal with...

After all, a stupid and wicked fool is not so terrible.

What's truly frightening are highly intelligent but also wicked individuals with high IQs.

The former might resort to underhanded tactics like dumping excrement at your doorstep, while the latter would go so far as to pipe a cesspool directly under your bed...

"This is no enemy of the same level," Yang Hao muttered to himself. Just then, the sounds of fighting in the village ceased.

The hunters and some of the golems gradually returned from the front lines. They were clearing the village of Roman demon corpses, and it was then that Yang Hao saw a familiar face among the purple heads of those Roman demons...

He watched thoughtfully as the hunters threw the pieces of meat into a pit to be burned, and finally, as Lalumia gently patted his head, he said:

"I think that was that guy in the Roman court, what was it again? The one who kept accusing me of protecting the landowner representative of the vampires. But I haven't seen a single vampire since, and he's the one who turned into a demon first?"

As far as I remember, that seemed to be the one spreading the biggest rumors—if the parish's claim of "protecting elves" could be considered somewhat plausible, then this landlord's accusation of protecting vampires was simply baseless...

There are no vampires on the entire continent of Elusia; vampires seem to have only existed on the continent of Orros, where Ysgard is located.

To spread such rumors under these circumstances...sigh.

Yang Hao sighed, seemingly understanding why the demon servant dared not allow the Roman demon to access the original demon's mental network.

At that moment, Lalumia thoughtfully remarked that since this village was a rare "safe location," they could conduct a thorough inspection and then build a beacon tower at the highest point of the village to determine direction.

“It is feasible to build it using my divine power... The divine flames should remain visible even in the mist. However, considering the potential dangers, child, you must stay close to me.”

"No problem. But seeing my enemy meet such a fate, it's still quite satisfying..."

"Don't get too caught up in the pleasure of revenge, okay? I don't want to see you end up like the avengers of the past, with nothing left after your revenge."

Lalumia tapped Yang Hao on the forehead as he sighed with relief, and then, under Elena's strange gaze, took Yang Hao's hand and led him toward the tallest church building in the village.

Elena quickly caught up with them. As she followed, she whispered, barely a whisper, "This is no longer how a mother views her child, is it?"

Lalumia, won't you make Teresa angry by doing this?

The tiny synthetic doll was filled with confusion. But for Lalumia, none of this mattered.

After all, for deities, the concept of "family" would naturally change over thousands of years.

In particular, the longer the time goes by, the shorter the age gap will become proportionally.

They may be thousands of years apart now, but in the future, they will only be a few thousand years apart.

Therefore, Lalumia didn't think there was anything wrong with what she did—if there was, perhaps it was that she had to properly protect Yang Hao's safety during this operation.

After all, this was a promise she made to Theresa and the others—she had to bring Yang Hao back safe and sound. Even if she failed to achieve her goal, Yang Hao's safety was the most important aspect of this operation for her.

But if this happens...

(We need to pay more attention to the demon servants...)

Lalumia muttered to himself.

Meanwhile, the demon she was eyeing was also carrying out his own plans in the nest that Roman capital had transformed into.

............

For the demon servants, corrupting the Regent was destined to be a difficult task. Not only would it require a long time, but more importantly, it involved finding a suitable opportunity through prolonged observation...

Just as a proud woman needs to witness her beloved's death after she's been verbally abusive, to live a life of regret, corrupting a regent also requires a similar catalyst...

Fortunately, the demon servant found the perfect opportunity—the Regent's hatred for the Roman Empire. And it's clear that humans find it incredibly difficult to remain calm in the face of hatred; no matter how many supporters are around, the resentment towards their enemy will still overwhelm any semblance of composure...

At least that's how the demon servants understand the Romans. And to put it bluntly, although the Regent isn't Roman, after spending so much time with them and being betrayed, surely they share a common ground in terms of **hatred**?

"I refuse to believe... that this regent can remain calm when facing his enemy..."

And it's just right.

The demon servant had someone who was someone the regent hated immensely.

That was Prince Garsen, who had already transformed into a demonic infant, knew only how to eat, drink, and be merry, and now almost completely ignored the changes in the outside world, living only in the safe world created by the head maid...

...Although Prince Garsen and the head lady-in-waiting were also Roman demons beyond his control, even just leaking their information was enough for the demon servants to at least incite the Regent to do something rash...

However, how exactly to get the message to the Regent was another good question.

Especially now that he had vaguely noticed that the United Nations' forces seemed to be "observing him," the demon servant knew very well that the United Nations might have already gained the ability to clear away the fog of vision.

If the mist in the Demon Realm, which treats all life except demons equally, loses its effect, then the demons' ambush advantage in the Demon Realm will completely disappear.

Leaving aside what would happen to the Primal Demon after losing its ambush advantage, isn't the current predicament of the Roman Demon crystal clear?

Pretend, my ass! Even the newly born nest of primordial demons knows that your attempt to forcibly create a safe zone in the Demon Realm is an extremely abnormal thing.

It's like having the only bedroom in a house overrun with cockroaches that doesn't have a single one... Sigh, I don't even know what to say...

The demon servant sighed.

He condensed a fireball from the remnants of magic in his hand, then transformed it into various gold and silver jewels, which he then scattered on the road between the United Nations rescue forces and the main force of Ysgard.

These gold and silver jewels are fake, but for the Roman demons, the lingering instincts within them will compel them to pursue money.

That's enough for the demon servants—countless Roman demons will pile up on that road, and no matter how capable the United Nations' rescue forces are, they'll probably be stuck in a stalemate.

If I were to disguise myself as a soldier of Isugard, or even persuade the Isugardians to actually send troops to search for the "trapped reinforcements"...

It's estimated that there was one opportunity to get close to the Regent and then spread the rumors...

But that's not enough.