Chapter 115

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Chapter 115: Chyzh: This Little Devil Is Only at the Superlative Level, Why Not …

"Splash!"

On a small path in the wild wasteland of Palgauro City, Chyzh Winchester, who had regained some strength and magic, was running towards the northwest when suddenly, a liquid poured down on her from above.

A large amount of liquid, smelling strongly of alcohol and deep abyss, seemed to be thrown down from a great height, quickly covering Chyzh Winchester completely.

In an instant, her hair and cloak became soaking wet.

Normally, Chyzh would have been able to dodge, and although her identity as a "Superlative Level Ranger" was just a disguise, she was still quick and skillful.

However, now, Chyzh had just regained her ability to move, filled with anger and dissatisfaction, her focus was not very sharp. After confirming that the succubus and the demon dragon were not chasing her, she naturally became much less alert to her surroundings.

She stood still for five seconds, touched the liquid on her face, smelled the strong alcohol scent, and removed a piece of abyssal vine that was caught in her hair.

Chyzh looked around, confirmed that no one was nearby, and took a deep breath.

"Aaaaaaaah!"

The sheriff of Palgauro City, known for being kind and gentle, suddenly began to stomp her feet and scream loudly in the desolate night outside.

She felt so frustrated!

She had been on high alert, always ready for that succubus to attack, and she didn’t have the mental energy to think about everything she had faced in the last few short hours.

First, the demon race mysteriously broke through the entire Western Front, completely disrupting her plans in Palgauro City, making the situation spiral out of control.

However, those Abyssal Dragons were not very smart, so everything was still somewhat manageable.

But in just one short afternoon, that succubus turned everything upside down!

How could she find her underground altar, which was protected by countless barriers and spells, hidden from all the senses? It was a secret that even the leaders of Palgauro City and the stationed church were not aware of!

Why were her two human followers so strong… If she wasn’t mistaken, that knight seemed to be from the Ryman Schwarzwald family—had that family’s descendants fallen so low as to work for the demon race?

And the most ridiculous part was the succubus herself.

Why is her skill in magic circles higher than mine, and why is she good at the most profound rule-based magic, especially space spells?

How can she even use Holy Light? It’s unbelievable!

And she didn’t just use the power of Holy Light… she also used Ultimate Power.

Who exactly is she?

What worried Chyzh the most was Lolth’s final words.

"Your god is dead" — she declared.

If anyone else had said this, Chyzh Winchester would think that person was insulting her god.

Even if they were strong, Chyzh would only feel that they were shaking her will.

But before that succubus spoke, the Ultimate Power in her hands was real.

Adding to this, she could also casually use the Holy Light divine spell… Such words from this guy made Chyzh feel a shudder in her soul just by thinking about it.

All kinds of fear, hatred, regret, and unwillingness were completely ignited by this drink that fell from the sky.

Chyzh Winchester didn’t even have time to think about where this strong liquor that drenched her like a drowned rat came from!

Only negative voices filled her heart.

What had her more than ten years of waiting been for…

Ever since her father was falsely accused, forced to step down, and died from illness, she had sworn to become strong, to return to Seychelles, and make those scoundrels pay.

Her father wanted to change this country, which was already decayed and rotting but still claimed to be "equal and free," and he wanted to change those who called themselves "new nobles," who were actually more ruthless than the old nobility, but the outcome was tragic.

From the day her father fell ill, Chyzh Winchester had realized…

All the hypocritical nobles of the Republic of Seychelles must die!

But that year, Chyzh Winchester was just a young noble girl and did not have such power.

In her most desperate moment, The Final Church found itself and appointed itself as the sheriff of Palgauro City.

By fighting against "cults," she quickly became one of the powerful figures in Palgauro City.

In secret, she began to build the altar using the souls and bones of wicked death row prisoners and evil nobles.

She understood that she followed a "dark god."

But so what? The "Lord of Endings" is fair.

Everything would come to an end—at least, this Republic of Seychelles, which should have perished long ago, would surely be buried by Chyzh Winchester’s efforts with Ultimate Power, as it decayed from the roots.

It was supposed to be like this.

But the arrival of this succubus disrupted everything.

"Detestable! Detestable! Detestable!"

With her body dripping wet, Chyzh Winchester shouted loudly, her eyes red, as she continued to lose control in the field.

After more than ten years of hard work, everything had come to nothing, and her struggles with the decision to "fall" now felt like a joke.

And more than feeling unwilling, Chyzh Winchester did not realize that deep down, what she felt now… was mostly jealousy.

Why could that succubus easily use the God of Light spell and Ultimate Power?

Who does she think she is!

If such power and talent were given to me, why would I need to… become part of The Final Church?

As Chyzh Winchester continued to fall apart, she did not notice that someone was approaching her from behind.

"Excuse me?"

A sweet and cheerful voice called out in a common language. When Chyzh turned her head, she saw a little girl flying in midair.

Taking a closer look, she realized that this was not just any little girl, but a Little Devil soaring through the sky.

Wearing a Gothic-style dress, with a youthful face, her hair was a soft pink, and her bat-like wings were thin and translucent.

The energy radiating from her was at a Superlative Level.

The appearance of this Little Devil made Chyzh suddenly alert.

"Who… are you?"

"I’m Doyle Candice, just a simple messenger. I wanted to ask how to get to Palgauro City—don’t worry, I mean no harm."

Doyle said very politely.

Chyzh began to hesitate.

Only at the Superlative Level… Although I am weak right now, I should still be able to defeat her quickly.

Even though this Abyssal Demon has shown no malice, for someone like Chyzh who grew up in a noble family, there is no difference between demon races and monsters.

Moreover, it seems she is going to deliver a message to the demon race in Palgauro City, so maybe I can intercept some useful information.

Just as she was feeling conflicted, Doyle Candice suddenly furrowed her brow.

"Be careful!"

This Little Devil shouted out.

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