Witch Troupe and the Undead

As the concentration of jealousy magic decreased, the strength of these sinful demons also decreased significantly. "Clean up the building, Roach, you come with me." Alessina placed the Greatsword of Unrivaled by the door, asked Leslie and Vivi to look after Livia, and then drew two short swords, beckoning Roach to come inside with her.

"Why did you call me in?" "Because Vivi's breath is useless in this situation except for creating a fire," Alessina explained. As for why she didn't call Leslie? Just kidding, calling her in would be like giving the enemy a powerful ally.

Of course, mermaids are useful; they excel at purchasing and selling, as well as gathering intelligence. However, they are completely incompetent in other functions, including their primary job as bards.

“Alright~” Roach checked the “Roach Livia Type III Portable Crossbow” in his hand. This was made for his own use at great expense. Because it did not need a crank, it was powered directly by the rune plate on his waist. He only needed to replace the four alchemical material boxes and essence bottles on the rune plate periodically to quickly switch between different magic outputs.

However, this thing can only be used by arcane sorcerers. It seems that due to some kind of mystical ritual, it has produced an effect similar to a gene lock or fingerprint lock. No one can use the rune disk except the creator, and the creator can only use one at a time.

"You... have improved this?" Alessina asked, looking at the weapon in Roach's hand. Compared to the previous model, it was about 20 centimeters shorter, about the same length as a regular assault rifle on Earth. The structure was no longer made of wood, but of a silver alloy, which is a kind of alchemical metal similar to aluminum in this world.

The gun has a boxy shape, no magazine, but a grip and stock. Near the firing port is a square tube approximately 15 cm long, and in the center of the receiver are four symmetrically opening structures resembling crossbow arms. [The design can be referenced from Bianca's Dragon Age: Inquisition weapon.]

Above the receiver is a mountain-shaped metal structure that, when activated, emits three weak beams of light forward for aiming. These three beams are also lethal, but very weak. If they hit a person, they will feel a slight heat, as they are the minimum amount of "scorching rays" emitted.

"Yes, it's been improved; it's specifically for cleaning ruins." Of course, Roach had to consider his primary job. On Earth, the most common grave-digging problems are traps and mechanisms, which are relatively rare. The real problem is the various types of tomb raiding tunnels.

After painstakingly clearing the tomb, upon entering the burial chamber, they found a looter's hole in the corner, and all the murals, textiles, and books were oxidized and ruined. The precious bamboo slips were scattered all over the floor. This was the biggest challenge and difficulty in an archaeologist's career.

However, if you dig up a grave in another world, the original owner of the grave might actually jump out and criticize you. Even if that doesn't happen, various monsters and ferocious beasts will jump out and take over the grave. Therefore, a weapon suitable for use in this environment is very necessary.

Roach pulled open the curved cover on the side and loaded an impact grenade into it. This type of ammunition would activate at the moment of firing, turning into a directional shock wave. It was not very lethal, but it was very suitable for self-defense.

Next, load in normal rounds, a total of 8 rounds in a 1:1 ratio of normal rounds to impact rounds. To load, simply pull the slider below – yes, pump-action loading. Again, this is only for Roach's use, as it is powered by a rune disk, and cannot even be powered by other rune disks – because the sensing rune sets are paired.

This pairing doesn't refer to port A to end A, but rather that this rune can only output to another paired rune. Changing either one will cause it to fail, even if the materials and runes are exactly the same.

"I'm thinking I'll have to find a tailor to make a special outfit for me sometime." Roach was referring to the pile of odds and ends he was wearing. The kind of clothing that alchemists liked, with lots of inner ties and small pockets, wasn't really suitable for his stuff.

"Are you ready?!"

"Alright!" This is a three-story building. The first floor is some kind of ordinary shop, which seems to be a cheap coffee shop or restaurant. The second floor is used by the owner. The attic on the third floor is used to store goods, or it may be rented to others.

Alessina gripped her short sword and stepped onto the wooden stairs to the second floor. Livia, standing at the doorway, slightly raised her hand, and the broken planks floated up, repairing the broken staircase and ensuring that it would not collapse no matter what happened.

Roach followed behind her. The second floor was a small living room that doubled as a dining room and kitchen, with a room on each side and a small balcony above the main entrance at the far end.

The original owners had turned into two skeletons, slumped in chairs. On the wooden table in front of them sat an oil lamp that had long since rusted away and some broken plates, the contents of which had completely turned into a black stain.

"A man and a woman," Roach glanced at the pelvic area of ​​the two skeletons. "The woman was probably in her early twenties, and the man was much older than her."

"How did you figure that out?" Alessina looked at Roach with surprise. It wasn't strange that he could tell the gender; most experienced adventurers could do that. They could even figure out how someone died, because the corpses of the previous people in the ruins were the best landmarks. If you couldn't read that information, you were basically just wandering around blindly. But how did he figure out the age?

"Looking at the teeth, the wear on the molars is much more severe in men than in women. This suggests a high probability of a spousal or father-daughter relationship. The difference in their diets shouldn't be too significant, so the wear levels should be similar. Well, this is just my personal judgment and may not be accurate."

Roach judged by Earth's standards. As for whether this alternate world is even possible, that's hard to say. But one thing is certain: the age difference between the two is indeed significant.

"Quiet, there's movement~" Alexis approached the room on the left side of the corridor and slowly pushed open the door. There was a huge crack in the wall of the house, and vines and thorns were entangled in the room. Then, the door behind her burst open, and a thorn beast pounced out from behind.

"Bang!" Alessina nimbly spun around to dodge the attack, grabbed the cabinet by the door and slammed it into the monster. Before she could pierce the monster's core with her short sword, a crisp sound was heard, and the shockwave sent the monster flying out of the gap and crashing heavily onto the street.

Before she could even get up, the little witch pulled a fire snake from the oil lamp hanging on the black horse. The fire snake slithered nimbly, biting the monster and then coiling its body around it, igniting it into a blazing fireball.

“This floor is not suitable for camping,” Roach checked the spot where the monster had pounced out. It was a room that resembled a bathroom and toilet, with a rotten wooden bathtub and toilet inside the narrow room.

“The ceiling is in okay condition, and the attic should be in relatively good condition.” Alessina carefully stepped onto the attic, where large and small wooden boxes were piled up, filled with rotten and unrecognizable debris.

Roach called Vivi and Leslie up as well, and together they cleared the boxes to the second floor, sealed up the cracks and balconies, and then the little witch used her magic to reinforce the stairs and floors, and a temporary campsite was cleared out.

Her reinforcement method was very special. Her lips moved slightly, as if she was saying something, but without making a sound, and emerald green sprouts emerged from the floorboards, winding upwards along the walls, quickly turning the second floor into a lush green area like a botanical garden. These sprouts rapidly expanded and grew, eventually turning into dark green thorns, which served as both reinforcement and defense.

"Jealousy Ritual Spell?"

"Hmm!" The little witch nodded vigorously. This was a thorn summoned by a proper sin magic, completely different from those black and red things. Although both represented the original sin of jealousy, their meanings were completely different. Well, it's like how they both mean "doing whatever you want," but one is a complete "doing whatever you want without overstepping the bounds," while the other is just a giant baby who does whatever he wants.

“Jealousy is essentially an envy of the powerful, or it can be seen as a pursuit and desire for the perfect and superior, as well as a reflection on one’s own shortcomings. Well, if that’s the case, then jealousy magic will be very… weak,” Livia explained why proper sin magic is not favored by sin mages or sinful mages.

Because it emphasizes restraint and positive transformation, it requires extreme restraint in one's behavior and rituals, which is the so-called not overstepping the bounds. However, not overstepping the bounds will greatly weaken the effect and power. For a mage who has already devoted himself to the domain of jealousy, if you still expect him to have this kind of restraint, you must be joking.

The three-story attic was very low, and a large part of the roof was damaged. Fortunately, the roof frame was still intact. After Roach and Black Horse laid down the waterproof cloth, the entire attic area was sealed off as a safe enclosed area.

Since they weren't hungry yet, there was no need to light a fire to cook. They simply laid Livia's soft cushion on the ground, and everyone sat down to rest for a while.

Strictly speaking, Roach and his group weren't particularly tired, but the team's movement speed and maximum distance were determined by the weakest member of the team, and with the little witch's lackluster stamina... it would probably take at least several rests, or even a day or two, to reach the market area.

It's not because the capital city is actually that big—you could walk through downtown Shanghai in two or three days—but because the roads aren't straight. They have to change routes depending on the condition of the road ahead, and going around in circles makes it hard to say how long it will take.

In addition, the little witch's physical strength is such that she has to sit down and rest for the same amount of time every one or two hours of walking. If she walks continuously, she can only walk for a maximum of 4 hours before her energy for the day is exhausted, and she has to rest until the next day before she can move again.

Moreover, this process also includes the natural recovery of the magic power of the Jealousy Domain, which sometimes causes the path to be blocked by thorns again, forcing the magic pump to be activated to draw out the magic power of Jealousy and make the thorns blocking the path wither away.

"Snap~" Luo Qi lit the lantern and placed it on a small wooden box that had been left to store miscellaneous items. The warm light illuminated the attic, which had become dim due to being closed again. Since it was a short rest, there was no need to consider ventilation or smoke dissipation.

"So tired~" Livia sat on the cushion, took off her shoes, revealing her fair little feet, and vigorously rubbed her jade-like soles and calves with her palms.

"I've always been curious about how she maintains such great skin." Leslie grabbed Livia's other foot and massaged it for her, which was one of the mermaid's techniques.

After all, among them, only she and Alessina had actually traveled a long distance. And Alessina's grip was too strong; she was using the methods of orcs and beastmen-like beings. If Roach were to massage Livia, he suspected he could actually break her bones.

"I don't know, maybe it's a magic potion, but it could also be because of not exercising and not getting much sunlight. If you stayed indoors all day and lived a life of luxury, you could also develop princess-like skin~" Alessina shrugged, and Vivi almost agreed with this.

"Then forget it, the threshold is too high, I probably can't do it." Leslie indicated that it was better to give up.

Just as the team was resting, the sound of fighting suddenly came from outside. Roach lifted the tarpaulin and looked out, his expression becoming somewhat strange. "Those Thunderbird Knights are fighting with the adventurers. What's going on?"

On the city streets, a squire of the Thunderbird Knights lay on the ground with a short spear protruding from his abdomen, while another full-fledged knight, wielding a shield in one hand and a greatsword in the other, was fighting off four or five adventurers who were attacking him. Behind him, a bespectacled young man was trembling as he clutched a backpack that clearly contained precious relics.

The adventurers consisted of two sword-wielding warriors and a crossbow-wielding ranged archer, while a herbalist tended to a fellow fallen man, a battle axe lying nearby.

"It's just about fighting for the spoils," Alessina glanced at it, "Don't get involved in that kind of thing."

"That young man probably stole the prey that the adventurers had their eye on, and then caused casualties during the altercation. Otherwise, adventurers wouldn't usually clash with the knights." The latter are, after all, nobles, even the lowest-ranking ones. If something really happens, the adventurers will definitely suffer.

Of course, most adventurers simply try their best to avoid conflict with these knightly orders. It's impossible to expect them to kneel down and kowtow like commoners and serfs. Those honest and law-abiding guys simply don't have the guts or the ability to leave their hometowns to become adventurers.

What if you really commit a crime? Run away! There are no ID cards in this world. As long as you don't leave any witnesses, or at least no accurate witnesses, you can run away. Expecting those heavily distorted portraits to catch you is wishful thinking.

This is still the relatively orderly area in the southern part of the continent. If you really cross the northern plateau and come to the northern and eastern continents where there are many small countries, it is hard to say how much the arrest warrants will be effective. Especially in the city-states in the northwest of the continent, once you leave a city, you basically don't need to worry about how many arrest warrants you have.

Therefore, the adventurers there are exceptionally uncivilized and a mixed bag.

"Adventurers generally don't clash with noble knights unless the other side has actually done something, so I also think it was the Thunderbird Knights who attacked first."

“Don’t get involved,” Alessina repeated. “If we help the adventurers, we’ll offend the Knights and it’ll be hard for us to get along in the camp. If we help the Knights, once word gets out, other adventurers will have a very bad impression of us, and we might even face hostility and non-cooperation from other adventurer groups. It’s best not to get involved, because we are neither adventurers nor knights.”

If that's the case, then there's nothing more to say; everyone just stands in their respective camps.

However, not wanting to stand in a position doesn't mean you won't get caught up in it. Just as Roach and the others were putting the waterproof cloth back together and continuing to rest, they heard a violent tearing sound. Black Horse suddenly stood up and used his body to block the Little Witch. Then, an arc of light cleaved through the thin wooden pavilion and hit Black Horse's body, leaving a shallow bloodstain that disappeared almost instantly.

"..." The two sides fighting together looked in surprise at the horse-headed giant who stood up in the distant attic. The latter smirked, jumped down from the attic, and casually picked up a roof beam from the ruins.

"Who cast the Light Blade spell just now? If you can't tell me, I'll send you all on your way!" Teacher Ma shouted, "You'll all die!" The situation was even more awkward now. In the chaos just now, no one noticed who threw out those magical items and spell scrolls, especially those that were knocked away.

Chapter 137 Giant Warrior

Almost the instant the horse-headed giant appeared, the adventurers stopped fighting. They recognized it as a summon from their own side during the previous camp defense battle. However, the Thunderbird Knights maintained their sword and shield guard posture.

"Who threw the Light Blade spell?" The adventurers looked at each other in bewilderment. This kind of magical item was a spell that simulated a blessing. It wasn't expensive, but it was a rare imported item. It was basically from countries north of the Northern Orc Highlands, where the church was relatively powerful, which led to the creation of this kind of item sponsored and developed by the church.

The term "simulated blessing spell" here refers to the ability to mimic the appearance and effects of a blessing spell as closely as possible. However, the actual principles and core concepts are completely different. For example, the Light Blade spell and the "Holy Blade" spell of the blessing spells are essentially the same, both launching a beam of light and a sharp blade to strike the target.

However, the latter often comes with a holy effect and does not kill living creatures. It is only effective against blasphemous creatures and undead creatures, much like Holy Light Bolt, which heals the living and kills blasphemers. Light Blade, on the other hand, simply kills whatever is in front of it.

"It's mainly used in religious trials because they often need to deal with... well, you know, divinely bestowed spells are ineffective against their own people, but they can't actually execute them with regular magic or swords, since they have to disguise it as a divine judgment or something." Leslie explained the niche nature of this Light Blade spell to Roach and the others who didn't know any better.

"I see, it's a product that makes it easier for charlatans to use the name of God to engage in internal power struggles, right? So, it's not here?"

“No, the secular power of the Empire and the Kingdom of Rada across the way, or rather, the secular power of the countries on the southern side of the continent, is greater than that of the Church. Therefore, the power of judgment will not be relinquished to the Church.” Vivi also looked curiously at the adventurers who were blocked by Old Ma.

"Therefore, here, items like the Light Blade Technique are simply magical items. The local church doesn't have much of a need for them, and they are mostly smuggled in by traders. This is because in the countries on the northern side of the continent, only the church has these kinds of things; you can't see them on the market."

As for why such a church-exclusive magical item would appear in a foreign land tens of thousands of kilometers away, asking that question further would be impolite to the local powers—after all, God only bestows magic and supernatural power, not money and mansions!

"You won't talk, huh?" The horse-headed giant flexed his pectoral muscles, tapping his left palm against the roof beam with his right hand, staring at the two groups of people in front of him with an extremely sinister expression. "Playing with light blade magic, huh?"

Its anger wasn't just because it almost hurt Livia, but also because of that bastard-like Light Blade spell. Hitting a demon with it doesn't do much damage, but it hurts like hell. After all, it somewhat mimics the characteristics of divine power. It's not enough to break through the demon's resistance, but it's enough to break through their pain tolerance.

"Hand over everything you have, even what you're hiding in your underwear, hurry up!" Faced with the massive roof beam, the adventurers obediently handed over their items. Old Ma checked the men and found they had almost no magical energy left before looking at the pile of things on the ground.

"Hmm, that's all for you. Pack your things and get out of here." Old Ma waved his hand impatiently, signaling the adventurers to leave. "So, it was you two who lost it?"

The Thunderbird Knight abruptly raised his shield, waiting for the whistling beam to descend. However, the old horse stopped halfway through the swing, his face instantly transforming into a fawning and obsequious expression, much like a corporate slave receiving a call from his boss on vacation: "Ah, what? Oh, yes, Miss."

After receiving the new instructions from Livia, Old Ma waved his hand at the two guys with disgust, "Damn it, if it wasn't you two who put this place here, what are you pretending to be? Get lost!"

After saying that, he strode towards the other side of the street, black demonic fire burning on the giant roof beam in his hand. He swung it forcefully at the open space, and the transparent street was instantly torn apart, revealing a hidden area.

"Damn it, how old are you, still playing this game?" Facing the holy fire that rushed towards him the instant the concealment barrier was torn open, Old Ma casually pulled out a black curtain to block it, tossing the dangerous flames into the dream world. As for how many unfortunate primordial dream demons would be burned to death, well, that's just how demons are, isn't it?

"Demon, go back to your filthy lair!"

"Um... let me correct two things first," Old Ma solemnly held up two fingers, "First, my place isn't dirty; I've cleaned it thoroughly, otherwise Miss will be angry; second..."

"It's a pity that, due to my poor business acumen, I don't own any property in Hell. For now, I can only live under someone else's roof." Old Ma said this with a very regretful expression.

"So, why did you want to cast a light blade spell on an ordinary attic just now?" This was something Old Ma couldn't understand. These people's magic level was not low, and they could hide it from his senses, but they couldn't hide it from the young lady.

In other words, their level is roughly between his and the young lady's. Well, considering that Old Ma himself is a pure melee fighter in the demons, this situation is not surprising.

However, with such a level of skill, it should be impossible for them to sense the defense and concealment barrier set up by the young lady. So why would they attack a harmless house?

While the two sides were facing off, Roach and Livia also ran out of the attic. Facing Old Ma was a group of six people, all of whom covered their equipment and faces with coarse cloth cloaks, only revealing a pair of hostile eyes looking at Old Ma and Roach and the others behind him.

"Your teacher's enemies?" That was Roach's first thought. What enemies could Livia have? Most likely, it was the sins her teacher had committed.

"Hmm...never heard of it." Livia looked at the six people and also showed a blank expression.

"Demons...and the fallen must be cleansed." None of the six answered their questions. Instead, they stood back to back, forming a semi-circular battle formation, with one of them protecting the other behind them.

"Sniff~ This smell, ah, I knew it, those idiots from the Doomsday Judgment Church!" Old Ma looked at the battle formation and slapped his forehead. These people couldn't be called purely bad people, but they were pure religious fanatics. They believed in a religion called "Doomsday Judgment" that had almost no market in the Southern Continent.

It's unclear which deity or incarnation this corresponds to, but the general doctrine is that this world is destined to perish, and a new world will be reborn from the ashes of the old. Their task is to preserve the spark of life as much as possible before the world is reborn and to eliminate any factors that could accelerate its destruction.

In a sense, they are not the kind of cults that are keen on accelerating the destruction of the world, but most people feel that the difference between them and cults is that their purpose is not so evil. Apart from that, their methods are exactly the same.

They don't care whether the unfortunate souls they kidnapped want to become the seeds of the apocalypse, nor do they care whether those labeled "destroyers" and slaughtered will actually affect the world.

"Professions like demons, high-sin mages, and hell warlocks are their mortal enemies. After all, these guys don't distinguish right from wrong at all. Yeah, no wonder they run into these madmen."

The little witch has caused quite a stir, and the original issue of the barrier's collapse has spread at an astonishing speed among the world's elites due to the dragons' involvement in various activities. It's only natural that this has attracted these guys.

"Your reaction speed is quite fast. I originally estimated that you would not arrive until after we left." After all, there is an entire continent between us, and it would take them three or four months just to travel by ship.

Then, it would take at least half a year to travel from the southern part of the empire to land and then overland. In other words, they would have to start preparing or set off at least a year in advance. At that time, the barrier was not in any trouble. Therefore, Old Ma thought it was more likely that these guys were carrying out some shady activities on the empire's side and rushed here after receiving the news.

“Once this piece of chewing gum is stuck on you, it’s not easy to get rid of.” Black Horse also found it a bit troublesome. They had some kind of gifted power that allowed headquarters to know immediately if someone killed them, and under the prophecy of some kind of divine power, they could replay a short period of their experiences before death—like having a built-in surveillance camera, it was very difficult to deal with.

Although Old Ma felt it was a tough situation, these people were fearless. The two soldiers at the front rushed directly towards Roach and Livia, who looked the weakest. They were so fast that Roach's reaction speed and eyesight were so good that he could hardly see their movement trajectory until a spark exploded in front of him.

"Sizzle~" The white blade clashed with the Greatsword of Unrivaled. Alessina reverted to her fox-human form, which was now stronger and faster, and blocked the blade with her palm. "Don't even think about getting past me!"

"A beast-human? A filthy bastard!" The opponent retreated after missing his attack, dodging a burst of flames casually summoned by the little witch. Flames and wind swirled rapidly between his palms, ready to transform into a supernatural power that could devour life at any moment.

Clang! The Greatsword fell to the ground. Alessina kicked the blade backward, sending it flying towards two arrows approaching from the other side. The bewildered blonde girl looked around, finally giving up trying to figure out what was going on. With a determined look, she stomped her foot and shouted, "Go!"

Upon receiving the master's command, the black horse vanished instantly, stepping out of the rift and smashing the roof beam in its hand at the paladin holding the shield among the six. Then, it drew a greatsword burning with purplish-black demonic flames from the shadows.

"Binding!" The priest, protected behind him, shouted a holy word, and the holy marks on his body emitted a bright light as holy chains bound the old horse.

"Collapse!" The blonde loli calmly tapped her cane lightly. The alien magic invaded at an astonishing speed through the gaps in the incompletely formed chains, spreading rapidly along the chains like countless parasites. In less than a second, all the chains were countered and collapsed.

The little witch lifted her skirt and spun around lightly. With the help of the spinning motion, her cane drew a semicircle on the ground, and a shining arrow struck the barrier that suddenly appeared in front of her.

At this moment, Luo Qi, the slowest to react in the team, finally aimed at the archer who had been shooting arrows and pulled the trigger. "Bang, bang!" He fired all eight rounds at an extremely fast speed, forcing the enemy to abandon long-range fire support and roll to avoid the subsequent attacks.

Just then, Vilandella had completed her transformation. The gray-white dragon that had soared into the sky swooped down. "Whoosh~" Deadly phosphorescent ash descended like a cloud of dust. "Protect!" The hemispherical shield did not protect itself, but instead trapped the phosphorescent ash in mid-air, and then, guided by the priest, smashed down on the little witch.

"Dewdrop of creation~" The blonde loli hurriedly rummaged through her apron pocket for a few seconds before finding a small bottle. She threw it over her head and snapped her fingers. The bottle shattered, and the dewdrops inside scattered in all directions, followed by other fragments. These things quickly spread in all directions, rapidly forming a simple ritual space.

This is also the basic combat operation of the Ritual Mage: first counter the opponent's quick spells, then set up a quick shield, then set up a simple ritual field, and launch a round of fast attacks. After that, while continuing to build up the field, they frantically accumulate magic power. In Roach's words, the scene of Ritual Mage fighting is like playing cards. Basically, the basic tricks of Planeswalker playing cards can be used in Ritual Mage battles.

Ritual fields are the land cards that provide mana; various spell constructs are spell cards and follower cards; more complex rituals are the field cards and counters. Of course, unlike playing cards, there are no banned cards, no referees, and not even turn restrictions or card order restrictions. If a typical arcane mage were to face Livia in a fair arena, he would most likely be directly FTK'd by the latter.

She can complete an extremely complex chain ritual in as little as 30 seconds without interference or tension. As for the opponent, they are faced with a rapid barrage of spells that interfere with and enhance each other, and they are eliminated before they can even play their cards.

"Sweet Dew!" The drizzling dewdrops fell from the sky, quickly neutralizing the exploding Ash Dragon Flame, and also allowing Alessina, who was somewhat overwhelmed by the attack of two people, to recover quickly in terms of strength and wounds.

The blonde loli hopped back two steps, and a complex magic circle quickly appeared on the ground with each step she took. With each step, the magic circle was completed, and with her movements, the stones and pieces of wood that had fallen on the battlefield also moved quickly to specific positions.

"Ice!" The falling dewdrops instantly transformed into tiny ice blades that swept towards everyone on the battlefield, indiscriminately targeting friend or foe. However, the ice blades transformed into healing dewdrops the instant they touched an ally.

"Reproduce!" Just as the little witch was about to finish a simple quick-attack combo and begin to build up the field, the opposing priest finished channeling his third spell. The previously collapsed golden chains quickly transformed into golden cones of light that pierced into the old horse, which was frantically beating the paladin's defensive shield. The old horse immediately froze.

In the mortal realm, the power of the Great Demon is limited unless it fully reveals its true form. However, if it does, it would instantly shatter the barrier restricting the Domain of Envy, and very obvious signs would appear. Although the church here is not very powerful in the secular world, the appearance of the Great Demon is no longer a simple religious issue.

At that time, Livia and the others will really be led into a pit by Old Ma, become public enemies of the continent, and be hunted down until they go bald. In their current form, they can still fool each other by pretending to be ordinary demonic creatures or artificial demons.