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Tsk, who on earth is behind this mess? The company? The Dark Shepherds? Or some other random scumbag?

Although the fusion of Hell and the mortal realm could allow her to break through to the Mythical level, she is not a Powderman. She cannot accept the price of destroying the world in exchange for Powdermanship.

As Ella pondered above the roaming hellish monsters, she suddenly noticed a group of low-ranking demons with goat heads and human bodies dragging a huge creature toward a crevice from the cliff face.

The creature was covered in deep blue scales, its body was covered with bronze-lustered metal tubes, and its lifeless head hung low as it was dragged along the ground by countless ropes.

It's that blue dragon... but it seems to have been dead for quite some time.

Ella noticed a hint of sadness in the eyes of the young dragon cub beside her; it had clearly recognized its mother.

The girl sighed softly, patted the blue dragon's head, and then she saw a demon with an exceptionally tall stature, a bull-like head, and griffin wings, holding a large axe, approach the dragging corpse.

He trampled the dead dragon head under his hooves, raised his great axe high, and let out an excited howl at the demons around him.

"I am Haragati, the supreme commander under the great demon god Besip, representing death and fear!"

"The gates to the mortal realm have been opened! These weak creatures have been succumbing to the bounty of this land for far too long! Now that the light has fallen and the holy light is no longer there to protect them, it's time to let them taste the terrors of hell! Hahahaha!!!"

"Ow!!!"

A large group of low-level demons below also cheered.

"it is good!!!"

"Long live the Commander!!!"

"Kill them! Kill them all!!!"

"Excuse me for interrupting, but I'd like to ask, who opened this rift that led you here?"

As the demons cheered excitedly, a soft and melodious voice suddenly appeared behind the demon leader.

The Minotaur was taken aback for a moment, then immediately turned around and was astonished to see a silver-haired human girl standing there with her hands behind her back, her crimson eyes filled with curiosity.

"Human...human beings!!??"

Haragati was momentarily stunned. This place was teeming with demons, and at the very bottom of the frigid glacier, where did this strange human suddenly appear from?

The surrounding demons also cried out in surprise.

"Huh, where did this human come from!?"

"Why didn't I see her just now?"

"Who cares where she came from? This is food delivered to our doorstep, hahaha!!!"

"Kill her! Kill her!! Her skin would be beautiful enough to make curtains!!!"

Amidst the demons' cries, Halagati snapped out of his daze, looked at the girl before him, and immediately curled his lips into a cruel smile.

Yes, who cares where she came from, just kill her and that's it!

He brandished his axe, his murderous aura suddenly surging. "How pathetic, human. Although I don't know who you are, you're lucky."

"Because your flesh and blood will have the honor of becoming my first sacrifice in conquering the mortal realm! Hahahaha!!!"

Chapter Twenty-Nine: Unable to Defeat Despite All Effort

"Ah, that's great."

Ella tilted her head, a smile appearing on her face. "It's really not easy to meet an enemy who doesn't even know me."

It has to be said that the opponents she encountered in the past were either ridiculously strong or relentlessly targeted, with a dazzling array of strange and unusual moves.

It's quite rare to encounter a clueless young man who doesn't know her.

Haragati, of course, had no idea what the girl was laughing about. He assumed she was terrified and, raising his axe, rushed forward laughing to chop off her head.

Such a petite and adorable girl, it would be so beautiful to string her skull into a necklace, hahaha!

The bull-headed demon was still fantasizing about how to use the girl. His towering figure pressed closer, but before the axe in his hand could fall, his eyes, as big as copper bells, suddenly reflected a palm that had turned into a blur.

"Snapped"

The charging demon spun freely in mid-air like a top several times before sinking into the nearby mountain wall, splashing up a cloud of ice foam.

The heavy axe flew out and smashed into a few onlookers, turning them into mincemeat.

The scene suddenly fell silent.

The demons' previously excited expressions seemed to freeze on their faces.

"boom"

Fortunately, their leader suddenly burst out of the glacier a moment later. Although he was a bit disheveled, he was still alive.

"damn it!!!"

Halagati's thick, ox-like face was slapped until the skin was torn and the burning pain was deep in his bones, not only physical but also mental.

"I underestimated you, human!!"

Deep red blood gushed from his nostrils, his aura surging ever stronger. "The ice was a bit slippery just now, which is why you, you despicable bastard, took advantage of me! Now, I'm getting serious!!!"

"Feel the power of the Demon Lord!!! You weaklings..."

"Snapped."

Before she could finish speaking, Ella had already dodged and slapped the stubborn bull's head into the ground again.

There's too much nonsense going on, Ella really doesn't want to listen.

The entire earth trembled, and several layers of ice foam even fell from the ice walls on both sides during the tremor.

The young blue dragon, hiding behind an ice cliff in the sky, saw this scene and felt a sense of déjà vu.

"Ha... Ah!!!"

When Halagati pulled his head out of the ground again, most of the heat in his body had subsided.

Wait, what is this thing?

He painfully spat out the blood and foam from his mouth, beginning to doubt whether the seemingly delicate thing in front of him was even human.

In ancient times, he, the mighty Demon Lord, had clashed with the Titans, who were known as the people of gods, on the earth.

But why does this guy's slap hurt more than that Titan's hammer?

Keep in mind that his bull's head wasn't an ordinary bull's head; his demonic body was forged in the extremely harsh environment of Hell. To think he could crack it with a single slap is a bit of an exaggeration, isn't it?

"This human is suspicious! He must have used some kind of trickery!!"

Haragati clutched his right cheek and roared, "Everyone, attack together!!! Take down this despicable bastard!!!"

As soon as he finished speaking, crimson magical mist spread outwards from him, instantly igniting a bloodthirsty frenzy among the demons.

Ella was speechless at how stubborn this bull-headed man could be even with his face rotten. If it weren't for the fact that he could talk and ask for information, she would have slapped him to death with those two slaps.

Encouraged by Haragati, the demons became enraged and roared in unison, surging towards Ella from all directions like a tidal wave.

If it were Ella before she had her divine kingdom, she would definitely not have dared to confront these demons, which numbered in the tens of thousands.

But now, whether it was the ever-increasing divine power after the completion of the divine kingdom that gave her confidence, or whether it was a natural feeling that came with reaching this level, Ella's heart remained completely undisturbed.

Now, she screams and charges at these things as if they were nothing different from a bunch of weeds.

"The Gate to the Abyss".

As she uttered those soft syllables, the ground beneath her feet trembled violently once more.

Endless black mud surged from the broken fissures, and waves stretching for miles like an abyss were swallowing the bottom of this glacier.

Enormous tentacles emerged one by one from it, and the towering shell could shatter large groups of demons into pieces with a single blow.

The once-mighty army was swept up in the surging waves of black mud, scattering and churning like duckweed.

"Damn! This guy is definitely not human!!"

Upon seeing this, Haragati spread his wings and flew towards the hellish rift in the sky without turning his head.

Are you kidding me? He's going back to hell!

How could this monster possibly be something that a demon could handle?

But of course, that has become a pipe dream.

He was less than a hundred meters away from the enormous rift in the sky, but when he could clearly feel a hand slowly and steadily landing on his shoulder even though he was flying at high speed, he knew he was doomed.

"Where are you rushing off to, Mr. Cow?"

A girl's eerie voice came from behind, "Aren't you going to continue spreading death and fear?"

"I... cough, I was blind to your greatness. As you know, our Hell and the mortal world don't communicate very often, so some information is a bit outdated here... I didn't know that a demon... a saint like you existed in the mortal world."

Halagati was sweating profusely. The huge griffin wings on his back were still trying to flap the air, but they were held by the small hand and he couldn't fly even a meter away.

“Well then, sir, you may spare my life, and I will return to hell to proclaim your great name and promise never to return.”

"That won't do,"

Ella smiled. "I prefer to keep a low profile. So, who opened this door?"

"I...I didn't know that this rift suddenly appeared in my territory. I thought I'd come and take a look, but I didn't expect it to lead to the real world."

"You don't even know what's behind the door, yet you're so eager to know?"

"Hehe, we demons are more adventurous."

Halagati gave a sneer, but the smile on the bloodied and mangled bull's head was more unsightly than a cry.

"Have other great demons emerged from here?"

"No... there shouldn't be any more..."

And so, Ella would ask a question, and Haragati would answer it.

While the girl was chatting and laughing, the demon army on the ground had already been completely wiped out by the tentacles.

However, Ella didn't kill them. After all, these thick-skinned and tough guys were free labor, and it would be a waste to kill them like that.

Ella didn't know how to close the hellish rift, but fortunately, this place was far from the city. Ella simply waved her hand, summoning a towering tree made of countless tentacles to rise from the black mud and completely enclose the hellish rift.

Although the opening cannot be closed, as long as Ella converts the demons that come out of it into believers, it can be considered a kind of seal.

Haragati stared at the miraculously strange tree of flesh and blood with tentacles, swallowed hard, and seemed to already see the fate of other unfortunate souls in future hell after they discovered this rift.

After doing all that, Ella looked at the timid minotaur and asked again.

"By the way, among these demons under your command, are there any who understand architectural design?"

Chapter Thirty: The Devil's Construction Team

Halagati didn't quite understand what Ella meant by her question, but he still nodded honestly.

As the leader of demons, he had a castle in his own territory in Hell, and naturally had some demon subordinates skilled in earth and stone magic.

After asking her questions, Ella conducted one last inspection of the bottom of the abyss, but unfortunately, she still couldn't figure out why the fissures were formed.

However, this deep valley has now become a black river filled with living soil, and huge tentacle trees grow in the river, which is sufficient to monitor the situation here.

Ayra took a few of the mysterious metal tubes from the blue dragon's corpse, intending to take them back for research. Then she buried the ancient dragon, whose life was coming to an end, in the ground.

She could easily corrupt the dragon's corpse into a powerful familiar, which might even be quite formidable, but considering the little blue dragon's feelings, she decided to refrain from such an unorthodox act.

But Ella had little mercy for demons, stuffing her tentacles in and corrupting most of the low-ranking demons into indescribable monsters.

These demons weren't very smart to begin with, and going mad wouldn't make much difference. After cracks appeared on their bodies and countless tentacles began to writhe, their appearance became increasingly grotesque.

As Halagati watched his tens of thousands of subordinates transform into terrifying evil beings with the mere flick of the other's wrist, he felt a mixture of awe and wondered where this evil god had come from.

With such terrifying power, the human empires surrounding this place must have already suffered immense devastation.

I'm really unlucky. How come I ran into this guy wandering around in this godforsaken place right after I came out of hell?

However, why did the other party leave him and several high-level demons untransformed into unconscious tentacle demons?

Wait a minute!

Thinking of this, Halagati suddenly realized that this lord had never asked about their bloodline abilities, and then he had a sudden realization—could this also be some kind of test?

Halagati suddenly realized that he needed to prove his worth quickly, otherwise the other party would see that he was of little use and might easily convert him.

Haragati grew increasingly alarmed. Seeing the dark magic emanating from this lord, it was no surprise that his goal was to conquer the world—a chaotic pantheon. Fortunately, he was a demon, so he could showcase his strengths.