A Core Ship From The Start
Chapter 1582 - 1063: Regret

Chapter 1582: Chapter 1063: Regret

When Duanmu Huai and the others, led by Ling’Nu, arrived at the depths of the temple, they indeed saw the figure of Diadola. At this moment, he looked smug like a petty demon, standing proudly in the hall. In front of him was a man clad in armor, while Isia was bound to the wall by a strange device.

"Diadola!!"

Seeing that green-haired figure, everyone was incensed. Luckily, Liliath remained rational, reaching out to stop everyone. Then, she looked at the man standing before Diadola.

"Who are you?"

"Hahaha, this is King Charba Beelzebub! The legitimate successor carrying the true Blood of the Demon King!"

Upon hearing Liliath’s inquiry, Diadola laughed heartily.

"The legitimate successor of Beelzebub...!"

Listening to Diadola’s introduction, Liliath’s face also grew tense.

"So it was all your doing behind the scenes?"

"Pretty much, though I never thought you could fight your way here. It’s indeed surprising, but this is as far as you go."

The armored man raised his head, looking at Liliath arrogantly.

"I will kill you, Liliath. We will reclaim our rightful position. Those who usurp the throne will be punished! All blood relatives of the current Demon Kings must be annihilated. Let me use your blood...!"

However, before the armored man finished his fervent speech, a blinding white light suddenly pierced through his chest.

"...... Huh?"

Perhaps it was too sudden, as neither Liliath nor Diadola reacted to what happened. The latter stood dumbfounded, staring at the man who claimed to be a direct descendant of Beelzebub, now lying flat on the ground with a bewildered smile, seemingly unable to believe his eyes.

In the next instant, Duanmu Huai’s large hand descended from the sky, pressing directly on Diadola’s head and smashing it onto the ground — a "splurch" sound echoed as Diadola’s head burst like a watermelon in Duanmu Huai’s hand.

Only then did Frieren lower her magic wand, commenting indifferently.

"The demons of this world really aren’t vigilant at all."

"Um....."

Only then did everyone seem to realize what happened, staring at Frieren in shock, perhaps not expecting her to act so swiftly and decisively, offering no time for reprieve. Poor Charba Beelzebub hadn’t even had time to react when he was instantly killed by Frieren...

"Boom!"

After dispatching Diadola, Duanmu Huai also smashed the strange device binding Isia, setting her free. At this moment, Isia seemed soulless, her eyes glazed as a puppet, staring at the ground, silent.

According to Ling’Nu, Diadola had explained his plan to her when he captured Isia here. Ling’Nu thus obtained the information, evidently leaving Isia greatly shaken.

"Isia? Are you alright?"

At this moment, Liliath and the others rushed to Isia’s side, asking her, but Isia only stared blankly at the ground, speechless.

Of course, according to Duanmu Huai, this was her own doing. He had long said that if he saved someone, he would also have to handle the ensuing trouble. Boundless kindness is akin to evil; though he didn’t know what Isia was thinking when saving that green-haired man, clearly this boomerang had come back to hit her.

Regarding this, Duanmu Huai was indifferent, unconcerned, as it wasn’t related to him.

At this moment, yet another teleportation array appeared, and Duanmu Huai saw Serges appear within.

"Liliath, are you all alright?"

"Brother!"

Seeing Serges appear, Liliath sighed in relief.

"I’m fine, how are things outside?"

"The Old Demon King Faction’s attack has been repelled."

While speaking, Serges glanced towards Duanmu Huai.

"Thank you for your aid. I never expected the Old Demon King Faction to choose such a moment for a desperate assault. Fortunately, we thoroughly defeated their offense..."

"It’s nothing. I had fun slaughtering anyway, much more enjoyable than the ranking competitions."

Duanmu Huai waved his hand, speaking. Hearing Duanmu Huai’s response, Serges also smiled wryly. He naturally saw the sea of corpses outside; frankly speaking, Duanmu Huai’s battle nearly wiped out one-fifth of the high-ranking forces in the Devil World, but... those idiots brought it upon themselves, right?

Serges couldn’t help it either, right?

"If there’s nothing else, I’d like to go back to sleep."

Duanmu Huai stretched, addressing Serges. The Tribunal only deals with slaying, not burying. No matter the world, subsequent issues are the responsibilities of local institutions. Now that the killing is done, Duanmu Huai had nothing else to do and wanted to go home to sleep.

As for the upcoming troubles in the Devil World?

What does that have to do with him?

"Alright, I’ll open the teleportation portal to send you back to rest. I’ll notify everyone of the subsequent updates through Liliath."