Reji remained silent. In such a situation, any words would be superfluous. Wordless communication was already enough.
The apostle core, emanating a strong magical power, spun in Reji's palm. On the dark green chess piece, a jade green crack could still be seen - the very spot that had been attacked by Vielsia earlier.
The apostle core could not be exposed for too long.
Especially when it was already damaged.
It urgently needed to return to the body of its master.
Whether it was the old master.
Or a new master.
Vielsia, who had come here, couldn't possibly misunderstand Reji's intention.
The girl's amber-like eyes stared intently at her teacher.
And from Reji's eyes, Vielsia read that sentence, the greatest promise her teacher had once given her.
He would fight the demons together with her.
He would help her complete her revenge against the demons.
Now, the opportunity was right in front of her.
Vielsia finally shifted her gaze.
Placing her eyes on the apostle core in Reji's hand.
Actually, in Vielsia's heart, she agreed with what Lordan had said earlier - power requires a price to be paid.
Perhaps she should also advance and grow.
She no longer wanted to be powerless again and again, feeling the pain of lacking strength in her heart.
Even if it meant becoming what she loathed and hated.
No.
Vielsia firmly believed that power had no right or wrong, good or evil, only the wielder of power did.
If this was the "graduation exam" teacher was giving her.
Vielsia no longer wanted to be a bad student.
This time.
She wanted to be an honors student.
So, Vielsia reached out her hand, and picked up the apostle core.
The moment she touched this ink-green chess piece, the will of the wicked demon began to frantically erode her, constantly screaming and roaring in her mind, uttering maddening delirious words, distorting her soul, as if wanting to assimilate her. Even if she became the new apostle, she had to be the "Wicked Demon Vielsia" to follow the demon race's tradition.
Fourth tier, fifth tier, sixth tier, seventh tier, eighth tier, peak of the eighth tier!
On Reji's panel, Vielsia finally stopped at "Level 89" before her strength finally ceased its rapid advancement.
And Vielsia's portrait, which was her current appearance, also changed after she absorbed the core.
The once iconic golden hair and green eyes of the elves were gone.
Replaced by a head of silver moon-like, silver waterfall long hair.
Inherited from the demon race, but not scarlet, more like a rosy red amber eyes.
The "grown woman" Vielsia, who had shed her immaturity, as if truly transforming from a princess to a queen, becoming more resolute and decisive.
After everything ended, no, it wasn't over yet, there was still one last step.
When Vielsia opened her eyes again, she flipped her wrist, and a flower magic sword appeared in her hand. Her bare feet stepped on the ground, and the flower wreath anklet swayed with each step of the elf.
Facing Lordan, who had already been restrained by the other apostles, had no resistance, and couldn't move, under Vielsia's cold and ruthless red eyes, the wicked demon was filled with unwillingness, watching this elf woman who had inherited his position raise the flower magic sword and slash down at his head.
Swish!
With the beheading of Lordan and the complete end of the wicked demon, it also meant the birth of a new sixth apostle.
At this moment, every tree in the royal city of Ilinor seemed to be swaying its branches and leaves, expressing celebration.
Every flower was blooming to its fullest, offering blessings for the birth of their queen.
In the suburbs, the forest was even more lively, with hundreds of birds taking flight, circling high above the royal city, causing countless citizens of Ilinor to look up at the sky in amazement at this strange sight.
Similarly, the Sorcery Demon Dian, who had built the "Demon King Tower" for Reji and the demon race on the spot, and who was also the "historian" of the demon race, sensed something.
The Sorcery Demon temporarily put down the matter at hand.
He opened a book in his bosom.
It was the Book of Sorcery Demon Apostles.
As a scholar, only when a major event occurred in the demon race was he qualified to present it and record it.
Dian held a quill pen.
After pondering for a short while.
He erased the words "Wicked Demon" for the sixth apostle on this book of demon race history.
Then, very gentlemanly, he wrote down another more elegant and poetic new name.
Sixth Apostle - The Flower Apostle
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Vielsia's new illustration will be posted tomorrow.