The villainous young master just wants to live a Buddhist-like life.

　He muttered to himself, then took out the "Moon God Stone" again and continued chanting.

　"In the name of Dark Demon, a magical summoning—'Moonstone'."

　He pressed the materialized "Moon God Stone" into the chest protector.

　Immediately, a dazzling silver light burst forth from the protective mirror, engulfing its evolved body once more.

　The newly donned silver armor detached from the body and floated back into the air.

　The head armor has been transformed into the shape of a fierce tiger, revealing a delicate chin after the armor is put on.

　Sharp claws sprouted from the armor on its limbs, each finger as sharp as a blade.

　A long, silvery-white, steel-whip-like metallic tail lashed out from behind, whipping the air fiercely.

　He evolved from "Moon God" into "Night Tiger God"!

　Although "Night Tiger God" is only a seven-star magical spirit, under the passive buff of "Divine Armament", its magic power, attack and defense can be increased to 4500/5000/4500. In addition, with [Rank +1], it has the potential to become a ten-star magical spirit of the fourth tier.

　But it's not over yet.

　Dark then took out the [Single Sword Sheath (Weapon Form)] and quickly summoned it.

　Although it cannot fully utilize the sacred properties of the "Single Sword Sheath," its basic effects are already sufficiently enhanced.

　Based on the "Star Rating x300" calculation, after equipping the "Single Sword Sheath", Dark's attack power can reach a full 7100 points!

　After that, Dark summoned the "Moon Pendant" and put it around his neck... placed the "Fairy Puppet" close to his body... and prepared all the magic cards such as the "Bronze Serpent Mirror", "Laughing Mask", and "Netherworld Soul Ring".

　They were truly fully armed!

　……

　Finally, he summoned "Cute Beast" again and put it into Eve's arms, who emerged from the shadows.

　……

　Finally, he placed the "Magic Book" into Eve's hands.

　……

　In short, everything was ready, and Dark Dimon stepped into the battlefield!

　……

　"Vampire" Naral stood there for a long time before pointing in a direction.

　Dark nodded slightly and then rode his wyvern (Ditto) to the side.

　The battle began so amicably, like a friendly sparring match where both sides only touched on each other briefly.

　But anyone who is deceived by this appearance will inevitably fall into the abyss.

　……

　The battle between Professor Jones and the "Corpse-Stitching Demon" and the "Tower Demon" has already begun.

　The intensity and danger of that battle were extraordinary.

　The "Corpse-Stitching Demon" revealed its true form in the second minute of the battle. With a roar, it tore its black robes apart, and its muscles swelled to a level even more terrifying than that of "Demon" Vernon.

　Its skeleton grew to about three and a half meters tall, and a third wing grew from its back—the wing stood in the middle, and each one was dripping with deadly poison.

　Its skin is covered with dense stitches, and hidden in each stitch is a special eye.

　Its hands and feet were covered in long hair, suggesting that they were once the limbs of a Behemoth.

　"Corpse-stitching demon" Rororo is not a pure demon, but an alchemical creature.

　Before the actual battle began, even Professor Jones hadn't expected it to be so troublesome.

　Rororo's individual strength is probably very close to that of the former Demon King.

　As for the "Tower Demon" Ata... he was all show and no substance!

　It has virtually no combat power, and the defensive barrier it created using square stones is completely ineffective at blocking any damage.

　Once the "Corpse-Stitching Demon" revealed its true form, the "Tower Demon" was completely unable to intervene.

　The battle between Professor Jones and "Corpse-Stitching Demon" Rororo intensifies with each passing second.

　"Tower Demon" was almost reduced to a spectator—or rather, a spectator who would be caught in the aftershocks and accidentally have his chest pierced by the beam of light shot from Rororo's eyes!

　Although it quickly healed its wounds, it was too ashamed to watch any more battles after that and turned to rush to another battlefield.

　……

　The battle between Lord Montilfali and the "Dead Swamp Lizard" had the widest impact.

　The towering flames and the suspended mud transformed the night sky into a terrifying scene.

　"Tower Demon" Ata walked by, his face covered in mud.

　So it decisively wiped off the mud and turned to head to the next battlefield.

　……

　In its eyes, Sister Carian and Dorothy, the "Flying Banshee," should be the weakest pair.

　Hmm... at least it won't be better than that.

　So it quickly arrived there... to continue watching the battle.

　Sister Kallian unfolded her "Angel Wings" and summoned the eight-star angel encased in a square jelly.

　The "Feathered Banshee" greets you with a dense barrage of feathered arrows.

　After exchanging friendly greetings upon their first meeting, the two women managed to glean some information about each other.

　The black robe on the "Flying Banshee" was casually discarded at the beginning of the battle, and its single jet-black wing grew extremely long. While it couldn't be said to blot out the sky, it was at least five or six meters long.

　Sister Kallian was initially wondering what kind of demon it was—but that question vanished completely once it fully unfurled its wings.

　——Fallen Angel!

　As a former high nun of the Holy Church, even though she had never seen a so-called "fallen angel," her first impression confirmed her absolute certainty: this "feathered banshee"... was actually a "one-winged fallen angel"!

　The shock this fact brought her was even greater than the astonishment she felt at the immense power displayed by the "Fallen Fairy".

　She had studied in the Holy Church for so many years and had never seen a real angel in person, but she never expected to see a fallen angel here.

　Perhaps they realized that their identities had been recognized.

　"The One-Winged Banshee"... "The One-Winged Fallen Angel" simply removed the mask from her face, then looked at Sister Kallian with a smile and said in a clear voice, "I didn't expect to meet a core nun of the church in such a remote place. Is it my bad luck, or your bad luck?"

　Sister Kallian looked at the beautiful face of Dorothy Mirida, the "One-Winged Fallen Angel," which was etched with black markings, took a deep breath, and used a magic card on the angelic species of the cube jelly.

　A six-pointed star magic circle appeared beneath the feet of the eight-star angel, and the cube-shaped jelly on its body melted like snow, revealing a petite body hidden within the jelly, as well as an exceptionally beautiful face.

　It wore a collar around its neck that was as thick as a wrist, and a similar collar on its left wrist.

　The wings, which originally looked like small chicken wings, suddenly spread out to be three meters long.

　An incomparably sacred aura surged into the sky in that instant, completely dispelling the dark clouds in that area.

　The expression on the face of the "one-winged fallen angel" stiffened slightly.

Chapter 772

　Ata, the "Tower Demon," who had practically roamed the entire western battlefield, couldn't help but question his own demonic existence.

　(I thought everyone was just slacking off, but it turns out I'm the only one who's genuinely slacking off!)

　To avoid being affected by the holy aura of the angel, "Tower Demon" Ata quickly slipped away and hurried to the next battlefield.

　"If I remember correctly, the only ones left... are that vampire and the human boy, right?"

　From afar, the "Tower Demon" Ata noticed that the person facing the vampire lady was not the seemingly unassuming maid, but the young master being protected by the maid.

　Ata was used to this kind of thing.

　The young master, secretly protected by guards, defeats monsters "alone" and sees it as a sign of growth. He cuts off the monsters' horns or other parts to demonstrate his bravery.

　I suppose what's happening now is probably similar?

　Even in Ata's eyes, staging such a spectacle on the battlefield where life and death were at stake was utterly absurd.

　But since there have already been so many absurd things, why can't there be one more?

　See? That maid is indeed out there keeping watch, and that young master... Ah, who is that?!

　"Tower Demon" Ata suddenly widened his eyes, but he saw no human boy in the night sky. Instead, the one fighting "Vampire" Nalar Vlad was an adult wearing heavy tiger-shaped armor!

　The image that should have appeared in its mind was a heartwarming scene of "vampire" Nalar hiding her true abilities and teasing the little boy. It would never be like the previous battlefields, where she said she would just muddle through, but after a short while, she was practically beating her brains out!

　But what the hell is going on here?

　Miss Vlad, when did you become so brave?

　Is it really necessary to use the "blood of the true ancestor" to fight a human child?

　Wait a minute! Miss Vlad is a direct descendant of the True Ancestor of Vampires?

　Ata the Tower Demon twitched its toes—the reason it didn't twitch its face was because its face was made of stone!

　……

　"Vampire" Naral Vlad... Yes, that's right, Vlad!

　A vampire chosen by the Demon King as a vessel is certainly not a cheap commodity.

　The Vlad family is extremely famous throughout vampire history. Vlad has very few offspring, and they are almost all pure-blooded.

　Their ancestors can be traced back to one of the few "true ancestors of vampires".

　Due to the vampires' long lifespans, the kinship between the "vampire" Naral and the "true ancestor of vampires" was not even more than five generations apart!

　Bloodline is a vampire's greatest power.

　The Vlad family takes pride in their bloodline, but is also bound by it. They go to great lengths to maintain the inheritance of their noble bloodline, with practices like inbreeding considered perfectly normal. Some of the more extreme examples include offering a Vlad as a vessel to the Demon King—a suggestion made by a few eccentric elders in the Vlad family. They believed that even if the Demon King reincarnated and possessed the vessel, the bloodline within would still be passed down, and that an "immortal Demon King" would naturally pass on the bloodline for even longer.

　The Vlad family's arrogance is deeply ingrained. However, their arrogance differs greatly from that of most vampire nobles.

　They are proud of their lineage, not of their character or strength because of the nobility of their lineage.

　Therefore, they can do anything to maintain the continuation of their bloodline, and they are especially skilled in the art of "survival"!

　Although the vampire Naral appears to be a noble and pampered young lady, she is actually a master of the art of survival.

　This can be seen from the fact that it became the last surviving descendant of the Vlad family.

　Because without it, all its relatives who "survived" died, but it survived!

　This trait of the Vlad family is no secret among the long-lived high-ranking demons.

　The "Tower Demons" race is actually like a "turtle"—they have hard shells, long lifespans, and live a long time.

　They also have a special ability: they can transform themselves into a real tower!

　Once this special skill is used, there is no way to identify them.

　Only after the pre-set time has elapsed will the "Tower Demon" gradually revive and transform back into life from its tower form.

　"Tower Demon" Ata survived thanks to this special skill.

　There are actually quite a few "Tower Demons" like it in the whole world, but some "Tower Demons" set a longer awakening period for themselves, while Ata only set it for ten years.

　Therefore, as demons who were also adept at the art of "survival," Ata secretly admired Nalar—although it was a one-sided relationship.

　But it was precisely because of this understanding that it was extremely surprised, astonished, and even frightened by Nalar's bravery at this moment!

　"Narar, what's wrong?"

　……

　"Narar, what's wrong with you?"

　Ata, the "Tower Demon," could never have imagined that at the same time, Nalar was asking herself the same question.

　Let me use an analogy that's easy for us to understand to illustrate this.

　At this moment, Nalar was like a rabbit entering a special period, completely unable to control herself!

　The story begins with Dark's armed evolution into "Night Tiger God" and the ensuing battle.

　At that time, Nalar was actually somewhat relieved.