The world doesn't need succubi to save it.

……

……

In front of a room in the Bone Castle, Lily gently patted her cheeks.

"Yes! This is a task given to me by Lord Karan! I will definitely not let him down!"

The succubus Lily, who nominally belonged to the Queen but had long since sided with Kalan, cheered herself up.

Keep going! You can do it!

Although I don't know what Lord Karan's plans are this time, I'm the Queen's person anyway, so even if something happens later, it won't affect me.

She checked the time and knew it was time to act.

Taking a deep breath, she pushed open the door and entered the room, addressing all the queen's children whom she had specially summoned, and solemnly said:

"My lords, the Queen requests that you proceed to the palace now. Lord Karan has already entered."

Some people were puzzled, but they all remained silent under Lily's serious acting skills.

"This is the Queen's order. If you have any questions, please ask the Queen."

After saying that, Lily ignored what the others thought and led them directly toward the throne.

Ok?

Lily looked at the half-open main hall door and pushed it open without thinking much.

Card……

!

!

"What……"

Everyone, including Lily who led them there, was stunned by the scene before them.

Blood splattered onto the pale, skeletal throne.

The once brutal and powerful Flame Demon Queen was now mercilessly nailed to her throne.

The king of the Bayan Domain for hundreds of years, the only demon lord... has died.

Her corpse and remains became a new symbol on the throne, proclaiming to those who came after her the terror of the person who sat upon it.

At that moment, the murderer wielding the sharp blade did not leave, but remained seated on the throne.

Blood dripped from the dagger in her hand, staining the entire throne with blood.

Looking up, a woman who resembled Karan and looked like the Flame Demon Queen in her youth came into everyone's view.

With his body stained with blood, the newly appointed demon lord, who had murdered his mother and usurped the throne, raised his head and calmly looked at everyone.

Without a word, just from the scene before them, everyone present clearly understood one thing.

The Domain of Ba Yan...

A new demon lord has arrived.

A new demon queen!

……

……

In the deep pit in the center of Fencheng, Ning Feng, whose consciousness had returned, sighed softly.

"Sigh... Is this all we can do in the end?"

(Please don't blame yourself.)

Ning Feng, who had been standing there silently, suddenly opened his eyes.

He felt the pressure on his shoulders suddenly lighten.

Looking back, he saw those innocent souls once again.

But this time, they were exceptionally different.

They smiled at the young man who was hiding his sadness deep inside.

No more words were spoken, but countless souls uttered the same thought at the same moment.

(Thanks)

Thank you for everything you've done for us, thank you for taking revenge on the murderer for us.

thank!

Then, before Ning Feng could give an answer, these souls began to dissipate.

They were either embracing, holding hands, or alone.

As they walked away in the same direction, they thanked Ning Feng all the while.

After a long silence, he suddenly began to talk to himself:

"From the moment we are born, we all have sins, you and I both do."

"I speak of trial, but do I truly deserve it? Do I truly deserve their gratitude?"

"I want to be a hero, but many times I can't eliminate danger before it happens like a hero can."

Even this time was no different; Ning Feng arrived not late, but not exactly on time either.

He wasn't too late, but he was ultimately a step too late.

"This story already has a hero. He is an ordinary person who has accomplished a miracle that countless others cannot."

"Unfortunately, he died, a tragic exit."

"But is he happy?"

Song Yishun died as a hero, but would he really be happy for such a reputation?

He only felt pain and sadness.

He had no way to take revenge, but Ning Feng could.

"Actually, I should have made a decision a long time ago. If I can't be a hero, then I should play another role."

Some say that kindness should have an edge, so that it won't be used as a tool to be manipulated.

"After thinking about it, I think I might be the exact opposite."

Ning Feng laughed, a laugh that was unusually happy.

"My words may simply be adding a touch of wavering justice to my sharp edge."

As if he had suddenly figured something out and released a huge amount of pressure, Ning Feng stretched out his arms and legs.

"Perhaps, I am the kind of person who kills the old demon king at the end of the story, but then turns against him and becomes the new demon king."

"I am neither evil nor good."

"I am who I am."

Taking a step, Ning Feng turned his back to those souls and walked back the way he came.

"I can be an ordinary Watcher in the Watchers, or a good lover who isn't exactly devoted."

"I could also be the prophet that the Stargazers have been waiting for, the mysterious sage in the eyes of Kalan and the Death Hunters."

"Of course, I am also the special one in your eyes, perhaps because of hope or some kind of opportunity."

"Even, if necessary, I could be..."

Turning around, Ning Feng saw the figures that had appeared behind him at some point, one on his left and one on his right, accompanying him all the way.

Ning Feng smiled gently at both the angel and the demon.

"Demon King."

I smiled as I listened to the endless stream of gratitude that I could still hear.

他 说:

"I am the Demon King."

(Volume 4, "The Demon King," is complete.)

A brief summary of Volume 4, "The Demon King"

First and foremost, let's celebrate that this volume is finally finished.

applaud!

clap clap clap...

(wiping away tears)

Waaaaah!

This volume also took two months to write, totaling 250,000 words, just shy of 260,000 words, which was fairly well controlled.

First, before I begin my summary and analysis of this volume, let me first report on my personal mental and physical condition.

When in doubt, always take a sanity check first.

At the end of the last volume, I said those were the two most difficult months of my writing career...

Now, I take back the words I spoke when I was young and ignorant.

So this is what life can be like—it can be even more painful!

Overall, the two months I spent writing this volume were the most anxious period of my life in the nearly two years I've been writing books.

It can be said that he was physically and mentally exhausted.

I looked at the data repeatedly, and then repeatedly felt pain under the cruel reality.

Maintaining a routine of checking data several times an hour for an extended period is a pathological condition.

But I wasn't completely desperate at first; I was waiting for a possible turning point.