Fighting you is like being in jail.

Inside the carriage, Simmel leaned out and leaped to the front to sit next to Bucciarati.

"I find it strange that you, as one of the Four Heavenly Kings, would betray the Demon King?"

Bucciarati paused, took a deep breath, gripped the reins tightly, and said with a pained expression:

"Because the Demon King betrayed my trust!"

"My father died from hallucinogens, so I hated them since I was a child. When I grew up, I joined the Demon King's army and rose step by step to the rank of Heavenly King... and then I discovered that those abominable hallucinogens were actually permitted by the Demon King!"

"I, Bucciarati, have a dream! To create a world without hallucinogens!"

He was extremely agitated, filled with the purest form of anger, and the reins he gripped were trembling.

Simmel sensed Bucciarati's genuine rage and nodded in agreement. "So, you betrayed the Demon King?"

"No, that alone is not enough for me to betray. I can use the power of the Heavenly King to push for a ban on hallucinogens... What truly made me decide to betray was... the Demon King's cruelty!"

"Not long ago, I received the Demon King's order to escort his daughter to the Demon King's castle... Along the way, my subordinates and I endured countless hardships, dodging numerous assassination attempts, and finally protected the Demon King's daughter until we reached the Demon King's castle..."

Do you know what I saw?!

"The Demon King killed his own daughter right before my eyes! How could he be so cruel... How can I explain this to my subordinates who died protecting her along the way!?"

"It was then that I realized the Demon King had no emotions at all! He would cut off anything that could affect him without hesitation!"

Bucciarati roared furiously, venting his anger and resentment, and even more so, his resentment towards his situation.

Such pure anger left Simmel speechless for a moment, her lips pursed in surprise.

This is even more despicable than the demon race!

Demons are emotionless, but this Demon King... possesses emotions yet still acted so decisively.

Realizing this, Simmel felt a chill run down her spine and a sense of unease settled in her heart.

......

In the chat group.

Leng Chang: As expected of Bucciarati, he completely convinced Simmel.

Bucciarati: I was just telling my story. After all, it's my personal experience, and what could be more real than that?

Madoka Kaname: So how are things on your end?

Bucciarati: Not a big problem, I've already started keeping an eye on Giorno. As for Diavolo... there's nothing I can do for now. But I think I need to go to Morioh in Rome myself; I don't know what the situation is like there.

Madoka Kaname: That's alright!

Homura Akemi: Actually, I've been wanting to ask you if you have any news about the attack on Japanese military bases, or about ghouls.

Bucciarati: Hmm... I haven't paid attention to that, but I feel like I've heard of Ghoul somewhere before?

Kitahara Iori: Best buddy?!

Sato Kazuma: Duduo! ?

Bucciarati: What do you mean?

Homura Akemi: Then it's possible that besides me, Madoka, and Rei, you're all from the same world.

Bucciarati: Really?! This is truly unexpected!

Leng Chang: Hehehe! You won't believe it, but I'm the boss of UNCOMMON HOT, Japan's largest yakuza group!

Bucciarati: Huh?! It's that transnational smuggling organization from recently! What a coincidence!

Leng Chang: What's going on? You actually know?

Bucciarati: Aren't American eggs making a fortune lately? The Passionate Ones have started smuggling eggs too, but they ran into the Passionate Ones on the way and had a fight, but it didn't end well.

PS: "Hot Rare" and "Hot Strange" mean the same thing, so this name... just go with whatever sounds good.

Chapter 126 Overbearing Aura! Seeking Death!

Leng Chang: What?! I didn't even know about this! Aite didn't tell me! Damn it!

Leng Chang: Damn it, Diablo! Stealing my business! So arrogant! He's asking for it!

Bucciarati: So you're the Heat Elemental Boss?

Leng Chang: That's right.

Bucciarati: No wonder... I was wondering where I'd heard of ghouls before, turns out they're one of yours.

Madoka Kaname: Wow! What a coincidence!

Hiratsuka Shizuka: Gangster Wars! Interesting!

Goto Ichiri: That's terrifying, gang warfare and all that!

Kitahara Iori: Damn it, his enthusiasm led to him robbing my goods!

Bucciarati: ...

Kazuma Sato: You've included Bucciarati in your insults.

Kitahara Iori: What?! Ah... this... Red Donnie's secret Marseille!

Bucciarati: It's alright... But this actually increases my chances of winning. We can then take down Diavolo and combine Passion and Heat.

Leng Chang: Let's grow bigger and stronger! Let's create even greater glories! I'll elaborate later.

Celia: Where are you? What's the next act?

Madoka Kaname: Only one more day until we arrive!

Leng Chang: We're so close now, we can start preparing. I'll meet up with Xiao Yuan and the others first, and then we'll fight you.

Celia: Okay, how do I leave?

Leng Chang: I ambushed you, but I was killed instead, and your soul was transferred to my body.

Celia: With the Holy Sword?

Leng Chang: Of course not, it doesn't matter since it's just a doll!

Celia: So magical girls can really do whatever they want...?

Leng Chang: That's right! A magical girl who has stored the Soul Gem in her spatial bag is invincible; she can't be killed no matter what!

Homura Akemi: I already have a spatial bag... What am I afraid of on Witch's Night? I'll just go for it.

Leng Chang: You've probably forgotten about the pollution of the soul. Can we compare it to what it is now?

Homura Akemi: Tsk! Homura is annoyed.JPG

Demon City.

A colossal castle towers on the edge of a cliff, spiraling upwards from the bottom until the Demon King's abode is at the very top.

The situation is simple and clear, but each section is heavily guarded.

But not anymore.

The former Demon King was killed by Simmel, and the demon race left in large numbers, not daring to show their faces for more than a decade after Simmel's death.

Now, dark clouds gather over the deserted Demon King's castle.

The ground was devoid of any sign of life; there wasn't even grass, only black rock.

The carriage stopped at a point where the entire Demon King's castle could be seen, and everyone leaned out of the carriage to look ahead.

"That is... the Demon King's Castle!" Philon's eyes widened as he sensed an extremely evil aura swirling in the center of the Demon King's Castle.

“That’s it…” Shutark clenched his fists, gritted his teeth, and widened his eyes.

Brother Iori, Brother Kazuma... This time, I'm going to fight with your share of the battle!

“Demon King…” Frilian’s pupils dilated, as if she had returned to the past, wondering if she could defeat the enemy.

"We've arrived." Simmel said with a heavy sigh, her eyes filled with a fierce light.

Just then, a small pebble suddenly landed on Madoka Kaname's head from the side.

"Ouch!" she cried out in pain, turning her head angrily towards the direction from which the stone had flown.

His pupils shrank instantly, and he exclaimed in surprise.

"Cold and unusual!"

Leng Chang was sitting behind a rock by the roadside, his body wrapped in white bandages and covered in mud, as if he had just come out of the mud.

"Yo, yo, Little Round."

Sitting on the ground with his legs stretched taut, Leng Chang wore a miserable smile, as if his legs were broken and his arms were also immobile.

"I'll heal you right away!"

Kaname Madoka ran up with a heavy heart. She almost fell because of the force of her run, but she quickly regained her balance and rushed up to him, her eyes full of concern as she looked at Leng Chang, who was leaning against the rock.

Instantly, pink magic bloomed, and Leng Chang's injuries healed at a speed visible to the naked eye.

Simmel and the others got out of the car and rushed to Leng Chang's side. They breathed a sigh of relief when they saw that Leng Chang had recovered.

Bucciarati walked up and greeted Leng Chang with a sigh:

"Looks like you've had a tough time these past few days."

"Bucciarati, thanks to you." Leng Chang grinned and greeted him.

"Tell me, what's the situation with the Demon King?"

"The Demon King hasn't found me yet, but one thing is certain: we'll be detected the moment we step into the Demon King's castle. We need to be prepared."

After recovering completely, Leng Chang stood up from the ground and stretched his stiff body. His expression was solemn, filled with certainty and seriousness.

Simmel nodded, his fist clenched. Shutark gripped his battle axe even tighter.

"This might be the last chance; life or death depends on this wave."

"What about the battle plan?"

"What are your plans if you were to face off against Celie?" Leng asked Simmel with a subtle hint.

Simmel smiled and said nonchalantly, "Not at all. If it's not a necessary battle... I'll just run away."

“That makes sense,” Leng Chang said with a smile.

Everyone understands Celia's strength, so all plans are useless.

"However, the Demon King's target is me. He will definitely seize the opportunity to attack me, so Simmel, you must seize the opportunity."

Leng Chang patted Simmel on the shoulder and said with a smile.

"Well, I see."

"If I had enough time... I really want to make a few replicas of the Holy Sword, so that I can deceive the Demon King."

"But time is not enough..."

The two were filled with emotion; there really wasn't enough time, but it wasn't entirely hopeless.

Just as everyone was ready to head towards the Demon King's castle.

Boom boom boom...

The ground trembled, and the pebbles on the black rock surface bounced wildly, accompanied by a strong sense of unease.

It was as if something terrible was about to happen.

"It's magic! Celie's magic!!"

Frillie gripped her magic wand with both hands and suddenly looked up at the sky. In that instant, her blue pupils reflected Celia in her black dress.

She floated in the air, slowly descending.

The closer they descend, the stronger the magical pressure becomes.

"Hey, you've finally arrived! I've been looking for you everywhere!"

As he spoke, a powerful magical aura spread out, as if the entire space had frozen.

Under this intense magic, Philon and Shutark felt incredibly heavy, struggling to stay upright and not kneel down as they had before.

However, this magic was simply too powerful, and they had no way to resist it.