The world doesn't need succubi to save it.

But just as the demon raised its hand to block, another white light flashed, and its chest was instantly ripped open!

Blood splattered out!

The white-haired, golden-eyed angel, wielding a longsword, thrust it without hesitation into the demon's chest—the very source of power that fueled all its actions.

Destroy it!

But... the angel's sword tip stopped.

Because of a soft sigh:

You finally made your move...

The voice said:

[I've been waiting for so long!]

From within the demon's ripped-open chest, a joyful laugh emanated:

【My dearest Cecilia~ no, or rather… Your Majesty the Holy Light!】 Lan

The Death Hunter, whose chest had been ripped open, was not dead, but at that moment it seemed to have lost its soul, obediently remaining in place.

He let the presence that had long been hidden within him tear open his chest and gracefully stepped out.

Seeing this incomprehensible unfolding, the angel narrowed his eyes:

"........."

The one that emerged from the Demon King's body was not the true Demon King that Cecilia was supposedly hiding inside.

Instead, it was a figure that was both unfamiliar and familiar to her.

[Hi, aren't you happy to see me?] Lan

The Primal Demon.

"...Where is the Demon King?"

【Me? Well, I'm really sorry, I'm not the real Demon King~】

Shrugging, Ariana explained with a smile:

But if we really have to categorize it, I guess I am, since I am his contractual party.

[Only half of the Demon King~]

The primordial demon tilted his head and smiled at the "King of Angels," but his thoughts were preoccupied with the promise he had once made.

"You already belong to me, half of you~"

The demon made a pact:

"I will share everything with you."

Everything.

Whether it is supreme glory or base hatred.

All of this is for you to share.

Chapter 578 The sacrifice trope is outdated.

Contract. (The last part appears to be a fragment and doesn't translate directly.)

This is the most important thing for everyone; once a contract is made, breaking it will result in the consequences of betrayal.

Except for, demons.

Demons are the least likely to keep their promises.

Because the binding force of a contract does not exist for demons.

Demons are happy to break their contracts and enjoy the process.

They are evil born from chaos, beyond the comprehension of common sense.

Ariana and Ningfeng entered into a contract.

Ariana is a primordial demon.

Based on these two points alone, it seems that her fate of betrayal in the future is already sealed.

But in reality, the constraints of this contract were greater for her than anyone imagined.

because……

This is a contract with him.

Smiling at the angel, the demon blushed pink as he licked the blood that had trickled from the corner of his mouth.

She countered with a question: [The question is incomplete]

Don't you think this is romantic?

I will share everything with you, and I will share everything with you.

This includes fate, mission, responsibility, and of course, the hatred attached to each other.

Both parties to the contract will share all of these responsibilities.

【……oh?】

Suddenly blinking, Ariana realized that the terms of the contract sounded somewhat familiar.

[A marriage agreement?] Lan

oops.

What kind of contracts did you make people sign when they first met you?

The demon covered her face and twisted her body shyly, muttering complaints about her lover who was not there.

They've completely forgotten who forced the other party to sign this contract in the first place...

If he didn't force me, then did I force him?

How can it be!

Did you see it? (Lan)

Didn't you see it?

Weren't there just the two of us at the time?

So, is there a problem with what I said?

No!

The "angel" stared expressionlessly at the demon and asked again:

"I'm asking you... where is the Demon King?"

The writhing demon stopped, raised an eyebrow, and smiled, putting its hands behind its back.

[You asked him?]

[I have no idea~ Maybe he's already hiding away from some nasty woman?]

Oh dear! You should learn from this good woman! Don't put too much pressure on him, and don't monitor his every move like a psychopath!

Freedom is very important to men!

Learn from this, you brat!

Clang!

Before engaging in conversation, the demon deflected the angel's thrusting sword with her knuckles, a crimson light flashing in her smiling eyes.

That is the true nature hidden beneath the delicate exterior.

Demons, especially primal demons, are never easy to talk to.

Any attempt to be understanding is merely a disguise used by demons for certain purposes, or a deliberate suppression of their true selves in front of certain people.

But their nature, rooted in their blood and the madness within their souls, can never be eradicated.

You know what? I'm very happy right now.

I'm so happy!

! ]

[Finally, this moment has arrived! Hahaha.] Lan

For various reasons, Ariana had been suppressing herself and trying her best not to fight against the angels.

Now, those concerns are gone.

Isn't this a golden opportunity?

I don't care whether you were being controlled or doing it willingly, it doesn't matter.

she says:

I won't let anything bad get near him... Oh?

Just as the demon was preparing to unleash his full power and teach the angel a lesson, the blazing sun in the sky underwent a peculiar change.

hum-

A voice that could only be heard within the soul resounded throughout the world. Whether they were awakened beings watching from this place or ordinary people placed in the shelter, they all saw the same scene.

The blazing sun, which always hangs high in the sky, has changed.

Silently, the dazzling white halo of the sun was tinged with darkness.

It wasn't darkness caused by external obstruction like a solar eclipse, but rather a complete and thorough engulfment and pollution from the outside in.

Looking up, Ariana, who had been full of fighting spirit just a moment ago and seemed unstoppable, sighed helplessly.

【Ahhhh! Sigh...it's too late.】 Lan

【pity!】

The opportunity to beat up the angel legitimately, reasonably, and without taking responsibility slipped through my fingers.