In Terra, she is a hunter and a bad woman.

And it was at this moment that the woman sitting above all the banshees spoke.

"Please relax, Ms. Milos..."

"But, my Lord..."

"I know you're anxious and it's hard for you to believe something like this... In fact, it's hard for me to accept it either."

Lamaren spoke, and her slightly weak tone silenced the other banshees.

As subordinates of the former Lord of the Banshee Court, they were not replaced in this critical situation, and they were full of doubts about the new leader at the beginning.

But as orders were issued one after another, they gradually changed their views.

They respected this young girl who already had great vision and means.

"But doubt changes nothing."

After watching everyone else calm down, Lamaren slowly turned her head and looked towards the center of the gray conference room.

Over there, Maria and the rescued deserter were in the middle.

The deserter was kneeling, full of awe in front of the Lord of the Banshee Court, while Maria stood quietly, the shadow cast by her slightly drooping tripod hat making it impossible to see her eyes.

Ramalen paused for a moment, then looked at the kneeling soldier.

"This isn't funny..."

"cocoa……"

The soldier stammered, his face anxious.

This joke isn't funny?

He also knew that this joke was terrible, so terrible that it couldn't be worse, so terrible that if he told it out loud he would be chased and beaten.

But the cold reality will not change because of this, this is what he saw with his own eyes!

Absolutely no falsehood!

So he tried his best to raise his head and look at the distant and cold figure.

Special black metal was molded into the shape of dead branches and hung on her head and shoulders, making her look tall and majestic.

"I did not lie!"

After half a day, the soldier could only give his answer with all his strength.

He really didn't lie.

"I believe in you... warrior."

The banshee spoke again, her gentle voice like the singing of a lark. She just sat there, looking at this place, and spoke softly.

"But I need to know exactly what happened... and all the details."

"Yes!"

Seeing that someone was finally willing to believe him, and that the other party was the Lord of the Banshee King's Court, the soldiers did not dare to be negligent in the slightest, and almost without stopping for a moment, they told him all their personal experiences.

Maria was also listening to what was happening.

About a week ago, the Demon King himself arrived at the battlefield.

Although the other party simply showed up to discuss with the commander on the front line, the appearance of the Demon King still made all the defeated soldiers feel excited... In their eyes, the Demon King is supreme, and the only one who can match him is the Lord of the Royal Court in their own royal court.

Logically speaking, once the opponent arrived, even if they didn't immediately turn the tide of battle, they should have at least won a few battles.

But the fact is that the soldiers on the front line did charge forward, but the battles continued to fail as usual.

The coalition forces relying on the Iron Fleet were indeed slowed down by the Sarkaz warlocks who possessed advanced magical abilities, but they were still able to keep moving forward after a continuous fight.

What made all this possible was a super battleship called the Monarch class on the front battlefield by the coalition forces.

Although its advancing speed is only slightly faster than that of ordinary soldiers, its terrifying artillery suppression power and luxurious internal personnel configuration are incomparable to other fleets.

According to the commanders, it was like cramming an entire fleet's contents into a single battleship.

It is terribly strong!

Although some people have speculated that the logistical pressure of such a terrible warship must be enormous.

But the problem is that the people on other fronts can't fight at all, let alone cut off the enemy's supplies.

So they were like trapped beasts, and could only be devoured bit by bit by the coalition forces.

Although the appearance of the Demon King gave them the ability to fight against the opponent, they were still at a disadvantage on the large-scale battlefield due to his powerful output ability.

This situation continued until one night three days ago...

"A strange, black-robed Feilin... No one noticed her presence, and she silently broke through everyone's defenses, arrived at the Demon King's camp, and attacked him! Even the Royal Court Army didn't react."

"It wasn't until the incident happened and the Demon Lord's final burst of power repelled the enemy that everyone realized she had arrived."

"But at this time, the Demon King also completely lost his life..."

The soldier spoke tremblingly.

The people on the side showed expressions of disbelief.

A film?

Bypassed the defenses of all Sarkaz soldiers.

Bypassed the protection of those elite royal court troops.

Just one person came to the devil's camp and killed the devil?

Even the fairy tales imagined by foreigners would not dare to describe it like this!

Even many of the banshees became excited again and scolded him for his madness.

Ramalen, who was in the lead, also fell silent at this time.

Such a scene frightened the soldier so much that he dared not say a word.

until……

Maria's opening.

"Is the Demon King very powerful?"

Maria's calm voice formed a sharp contrast with the content of her words. The banshees turned their heads and looked at the tall woman who had been ignored by them.

then……

They discovered that Maria was quite pretty.

"What do you think?"

Although it was beautiful, the banshees were not love-brained after all. They regained their senses in the blink of an eye and asked Maria questions.

Maria just spoke slowly in her calm and even a little exaggerated voice.

"The Demon King...is not a god."

"In fact, even so-called gods, as long as they truly exist, can still be killed. This is an iron law that no living being can escape."

"I've read books about the Sarkaz. At the back of one book specifically devoted to Sarkaz research, there were three full pages densely packed with records of every Demon King over the past few thousand years... Among them were countless records without names or dates. These were Demon Kings whose existence had vanished without a trace."

Maria raised her head and looked at all the banshees present.

"Demon King is like a title, constantly circulating before everyone... I haven't seen any record of a Demon King leaving peacefully..."

"Most of the demon kings died in the war."

"If that's the case, then why can't you accept the current situation?"

Maria looked at everyone present calmly.

"This is just that the Demon King died on the battlefield once again."

"It's exactly the same as what happened in the past thousands of years..."

Maria's voice was not loud and her words were not stimulating. She just calmly explained everything she had read in the book.

And these words gradually calmed the restless emotions of the banshees.

Those who are here are not impulsive people. They know that Maria is right.

For thousands of years, the Sarkaz have rebuilt their own Kazdel time and time again, facing attacks and destruction from other countries time and time again...

They themselves couldn't remember how many times Kazdel had been rebuilt and how many times the city walls had been bombarded.

This time it's the same.

The country was attacked, the demon king was killed, and their hometown was about to be destroyed once again...

It is no different from the past thousands of years.

Only this time, it happened so fast...

For a moment, the whole scene fell silent.

Even the radical banshees were speechless.

But there were still some people who couldn't accept all this. A unwilling banshee stood up and looked at her companions.

"Then...where is Wang Tingjun?!"

"Even if the front lines were defeated, the royal army should have returned with the Demon King's corpse, but we haven't received any news..."

As the banshee spoke, her voice gradually became smaller.

She also knew that the era of the Sarkaz had long passed.

The Sarkaz used to be so brave and good at fighting that it took three to four soldiers of other races to hold one ordinary soldier back.

Not to mention those high-end combat forces.

But with the development of the times, high-speed warships and various exaggerated artillery appeared, and even the powerful warlocks of Sakaz found it difficult to resist.

On the front battlefield, they are needed to use their lives to hold back the enemy.

In other words, it is precisely because of the existence of those powerful warlocks that they have not been completely abandoned by the world, and the Sarkaz still exist.

But this situation is unlikely to continue.

Perhaps after this time... Kazdel will truly become history, and no one will be able to rebuild their homeland...

They finally encountered what their ancestors had worried about.

The day of destruction for the Sarkaz is at hand.

For a moment, the atmosphere in the conference room became increasingly depressing.

Everyone was in a state of anxiety and restlessness.

At this moment, the leader of the Banshee King's Court raised her head resolutely.

She stood up, her tall figure almost as tall as Maria's standing in place, looking down at Maria using the terrain, as if she wanted to express her indomitable spirit.

"Thank you for the information."

"This is a serious matter. I'm sorry we can't give you an answer or compensation right now."

"You're right. The Demon King's death isn't impossible... but it's inevitable. The Sarkaz have endured countless hardships, yet they remain standing. This time, they'll be no exception!"

She spoke, her calm words bringing with them a strong determination.

She looked at Maria with determination in her eyes.

"I hope you can stay here for the next few days. We will arrange food and accommodation for you..."

"If you have other relatives or friends, please tell us and we can take care of them together."

The Lord of the Banshee Court said this, and Maria tilted her head.

"Are you planning to...put me under house arrest?"

"……Yes."

Seeing Maria bluntly expose her thoughts, Lamaren raised her head firmly after hesitating for a while.

After believing that the Demon Lord Elesh was dead, the first thing she thought of was the safety of her own district.

After the defense line collapses, it won’t be long before the coalition forces will arrive.

It was impossible for her to launch a large-scale migration of millions of people in such a short period of time, and it was also impossible for her to abandon this "home" that had been painstakingly built by dozens of generations of banshees.