What if you ascend to the wrong world?

"Never mind, come in first, we'll talk after you're inside."

If outsiders saw this, her image as Archbishop Ivia would be completely shattered.

Irene Wett didn't stand on ceremony and went straight in, sitting down on the sofa in the living room.

Ivia brought her a glass of juice and a plate of snacks and placed them in front of her.

This guy likes sweets, so this is the perfect choice.

Has Ye Tu ever been here?

"Ye Tu?"

Feeling her head getting a little heavy, Ivia leaned back.

"No, isn't he staying at your place?"

Ye Tu moved there a long time ago because he needed to teach swordsmanship.

Anyway, the space in [Aetheran Workshop] is very large. It can accommodate not only four people, but also several more.

"He hasn't come back since he went out last night."

"Something must have happened," Ivia said nonchalantly.

"You're still worried about him?"

If only she had Ye Tu's strength.

Go wherever you want, and draw whatever notebook you want!

"Speaking of which, you haven't fallen for him, have you? You're already this worried after he's only been gone one night?" Ivia teased.

However, Irene Vitte's reaction remained indifferent.

"Maybe."

Ok? !

Maybe!

But having grown up in that kind of environment, does this guy even know what 'like' means?

Ivy's gossip instincts were ignited, and she was about to say something more as a legendary doujinshi artist when Irene Wet spoke first.

"Ye Tu told you to be careful."

This sentence seems to be a reminder.

"What?"

"Your head has gotten bigger again."

"Um?!"

Upon hearing this, Ivia was startled and quickly reached out to touch her head, only to find that it had indeed swelled up a size.

Just like back in the Dawn Empire!

Is this the side effect Ye Tu was talking about?

But last night I only used the [Guan Shi Shu Zong Zhu Core] to create some animated images!

As she thought about it, she felt her head was heavy, and a sharp pain throbbed in the back of her head.

It's over! It's over!

It seems I can't go out for a while. How am I going to explain this to my teacher...?

Irene Vit looked at Ivy, who was sprawled on the sofa like a salted fish, as if she had lost her dreams.

"How are things going with your discussions with Relian?"

"what?"

“You can’t go out like this for the time being. Tell me and I’ll pass on your message to Ye Tu.”

Irene Vitte looked toward her bedroom.

"Or did you not discuss it with Relian at all?"

"Of course not!"

Although she only made a few animated images using the core, she still got the important stuff done!

"Regarding the five who have already left, Relian doesn't plan to lay them off. He just wants us to recruit normally."

That guy actually has a lot of humanity and a sense of contract.

Simply laying them off and replacing them with a group of higher-ranking mages would greatly improve efficiency and save unnecessary expenses...

But he didn't do that.

The idea was to encourage more interaction between young people from the Saint-Kru Empire and young people from other places.

She doesn't really understand.

It took Ivia a few minutes to reiterate Lerian's answer.

That's about it.

"When you pass this on to Ye Tu, could you also ask him if there's any way to quickly eliminate the side effects?"

"I still have to interview those people, I can't just go like this, can I?"

"..."

Irene Wett stood up.

"I will pass on your message."

Chapter 136 The Power of 'Jealousy'

In ancient legends, selling one's soul to a demon grants power comparable to that of a god.

However, forty years ago, the research of Warren Baron, a high-ranking mage of the Mage Guild, revealed that the so-called 'selling one's soul for power' was actually a way for demons to break the boundary between reality and hell by possessing the bodies of those who sacrificed themselves.

Power will indeed exist, but the sacrificer will also become a vessel for the demon.

And since they are all demons, their credibility...

Can be imagined.

Few people achieve their goals through this method.

Hell is the abode of demons.

Unlike the astral plane beyond the sky, the so-called hell is actually a vast space the same size as the real world, but with an extremely harsh internal environment.

Every so often, the boundary between reality and hell begins to overlap.

Demons who covet reality will also take the opportunity to come to the human world and harvest human souls.

Of course, apart from Warren Baron's research which has some credibility, the rest are just legends.

Actually...

boom!

Inside the narrow, cramped stone cave, a four-armed demon with no eyes and only a large mouth on its face sat cross-legged on the ground and slammed its fist on the ground.

A tongue darted out of his mouth, licking the appointment letter floating in front of him, his heart filled with grief and indignation.

Sound waves inaudible to ordinary people echoed inside the stone cave, and cracks appeared on the walls.

Just now.

He received orders to become the captain of the fourth squad and lead his team into reality to attack a town in the Dawn Empire.

Why!

That was the only thought in his mind at that moment.

According to the agreement, he should have had to wait another three years!

"There's something fishy going on! There's definitely something fishy going on!"

The four-armed demon was filled with grief and indignation.

Just as ordinary people in the real world find the environment of hell harsh, demons born from hell naturally cannot adapt to the real world.

soul?

Consuming souls can indeed make you stronger, but with so many demons in hell, why bother coming to the real world?

Isn't that just asking for trouble?

As for the idea that the human soul is purer, or that the souls of creatures in the real world are more nourishing...

That's pure rumor!

If you're so great, why don't you try swallowing the soul of a light-elemental extraordinary professional?

I'll burn you to death!

The reason they disturb reality every now and then is mainly to spread the names of the demon gods.

Just like the gods of the celestial realm who tamed magic with 'faith' and condensed their divine essence.

The demons of hell are beings that use emotions such as fear, greed, and pain as fuel to extract magic and elevate themselves.

If people in the real world don't actively spread the word, how will they know that there is a great demon in hell who wants to destroy the world?

This is why, when demons invade reality on a large scale, they act like idiots, introducing themselves as someone's subordinate or a loyal servant of a certain Grand Duke.

They're all tasks.

The dukes might not care who shouted, but they will definitely remember who didn't...

Reality is just that absurd.

To put it bluntly, if they could, more than 90% of demons would not want to go to the real world.

But no way.

In Hell, the true decision-makers are always that small group of demons who stand at the pinnacle of evil.

The magic of reality is more complete; only feedback from the real world can make a demon cross that boundary.

Every demon that still wants to improve will desperately try to spread its existence more widely among the creatures of the real world.

Life is hard for demons.

The four-armed demon sighed inwardly, the grief and indignation in his heart gradually subsiding, replaced by deep worry.

Dawn Empire.

It is unclear why the Grand Dukes suddenly attacked the Dawn Empire.

But he really didn't want to go to that godforsaken place at all.

His father...

Based on real-world kinship, he could be considered the demon of his 'father'.

He participated in the attack on the Dawn Empire back then, and despite being very cautious, he was still severely injured by a drop of frozen, corrupted dragon blood.

Otherwise, he wouldn't have been able to obtain everything from his father, evolve into a four-armed demon, and possess complete intelligence.

Ice Warrior...

Recalling the figure in her father's memory that was more terrifying than a demon, her worries grew stronger.

at the same time.

Under the dim, iron-gray sky, Ye Tu stood suspended in mid-air, gazing into the distance.

The gray-black mist surged, making the place even more deathly still than the 'ancient god ruins' we had seen before.

The magic that lingered in the void was filthy and corrupt, the complete opposite of the sanctified magic we had seen before.

On the ground, jagged rocks and jagged stone spikes intertwined, and demons hid in caves of all sizes.

Occasionally, one can see castles inhabited by demons of the second tier or higher, some of whom are so powerful that they have even reached the peak of the third tier!

"Is it necessary to spread fear, so demons are sent into reality?"