The maid squad is too strong, what use is there for me, the Demon King?

The attackers were vampires, but the three members of the hero's team, having received the blessing of holy light, could all use light-attribute magic and martial arts, making them no exaggeration to call them the vampires' natural enemies.

This makes the situation less dire, as the enemy has changed from the cultists who were weak against the enemy to the vampires who were strong against the enemy, giving us the advantage.

However, from a broader perspective, the fact that the attackers are vampires is not a good thing.

The fact that vampires wear the uniform of the Demon Cult means they've joined it, right? It can't be a coincidence that all the vampires just happen to be wearing clothes that are no different from those of cult members, with no connection whatsoever, can it? That's less likely than Sophia's sexual orientation being "corrected" by someone.

What exactly is the Demon Order? Does it include vampires?

After Sophia unleashed the beam of light and shouted that she had exposed the vampire identity of the gray-robed man, all the hatred in the room was directed at Sophia. The gray-robed men spread their wings and tried to use their numerical advantage to quickly eliminate Sophia, their natural enemy.

“Bat wings…” Philippa murmured.

Sophia relayed another message: "Vampires use special blood magic, so be careful of their blood!"

Several grey-robed vampires pounced on Taric, who was blocking their way, intending to swarm him, tear him apart, and then trample over his corpse to attack Sophia.

"Looks like I'm being looked down upon again, but sorry!" Taric suddenly channeled magic into his giant axe, cleaving several gray-robed figures in half with a single horizontal slash. The axe blade still shimmered with the afterglow of light magic. "I, after all, received the blessing of the Holy Light!"

During the pilgrimage to the Holy Light, Taric was powerless against the cultists' bizarre abilities due to his lack of light-attribute magic talent, becoming a burden. Not to mention when the Demon King appeared or the demons descended.

"If you want to attack Miss Saintess, you'll have to step over my dead body first!"

He stood tall, wielding a giant axe, repeatedly cleaving the gray-robed vampire in two, displaying the heroic spirit of a warrior who could hold off ten thousand men.

Another user of light-attribute magic?

This was the sentiment of all the grey-robed vampires; the warriors who had seemed so vulnerable had transformed into an insurmountable mountain.

Philippa, this hero, follows the path of a magic swordsman, and is proficient in magic, martial arts, melee and ranged combat.

Holding a light sword, he stepped forward to relieve the pressure on Taric, while chanting incantations and releasing one low-level light attribute spell after another.

Another one, and it's a fifth-tier one?

The grey-robed vampires were having second thoughts; they hadn't expected that there would be three tough guys in such a small caravan.

The grey-robed vampires exchanged glances, seemingly communicating in some peculiar way.

The exchange was essentially a "difficult idea, let's retreat!"

The grey-robed vampires spread their bat wings and flew into the forest, releasing small blood-red bats to hinder the three-person hero team.

Philippa was about to give chase with her sword when Taric persuaded her to stop.

"Calm down. Our objective is to escort the caravan. Should we chase after them and abandon them? Or should we split up and leave some behind, causing the three of us to become separated and ambushed?"

Philippa sighed softly, acknowledging that Taric's words made sense, and stopped walking.

But how can we let them off so easily!

Come and go as you please, kill a few people and then leave as you please?

Where can you find something so cheap?

Philippa locked onto the figure of a vampire in the air, her beautiful eyes closed, muttering incantations, and the sword-shaped mark on her wrist radiating a dazzling light.

"cut!"

As Philippa finished speaking, the vampire plummeted from the air. A huge gash appeared on the vampire's chest, its heart destroyed. Coupled with the fact that the wound was caused by light-attribute magic, which is its natural enemy, the vampire's proud self-healing ability hadn't even taken effect before it was instantly killed and completely lost its life.

Upon seeing this, the vampires fled even faster, fearing they would become the next targets.

Philippa followed suit, slaying several more vampires. Panting, her chest heaving, she said, "No... we're out of range..."

There was no other way but to let the remaining vampires escape.

Just as Philippa caught her breath, her slender waist was attacked by an unknown creature, which grabbed her tightly.

Sofia's eyes lit up as she wrapped her arms around Philippa's slender waist: "What was that move just now? It was so cool! I've fallen in love with you, please marry me, Miss Hero!"

“The last sentence is superfluous…” To prevent Sophia from taking advantage of the situation, Philippa went to great lengths to push the object aside.

Although Taric's reaction wasn't as intense as Sofia's, he stared intently at the mark on Philippa's wrist, his curiosity piqued.

"I learned it from a tradition, a move called 'Holy Light Judgment'... It incorporates elements of magic and martial arts..." Philippa scratched her little head and explained.

As for why she dug out this thing from the heritage to learn and use, Philippa did not say.

Because Grey Brant, in her eyes, should be the Demon King, and the overwhelming purple-black magical light screen left a deep impression on Philippa.

The sheer power of that immense demonic force, the aura that seemed capable of destroying the entire secret realm, sent shivers down my spine.

Since then, Philippa has used the Hero's Legacy even more frequently.

It wasn't that she wanted to show off; she just felt that if she wanted to deal with that demon king, she should learn some kind of ultimate technique.

Without a finishing move, how are we supposed to contend with Lord Shadow Demon?

So when she had nothing to do, she would browse through the legacies of heroes in the Sea of ​​Spirit and found this thing that was somewhat prestigious.

However, this is nothing compared to the demonic power that covers the entire secret realm; it can only be said that there is still a long way to go.

Philippa was very puzzled. How did the previous heroes manage to defeat the Demon King? Could she really surpass a monster of that level?

Is it possible that previous Demon Lords weren't this outrageous, and you just happened to encounter Hell difficulty...?

Once again thwarting Sophia's unwanted advances, Philippa said sweetly, "Stop it! I remember the Church of Holy Light has a special warrant for vampires, right? These vampires are all mixed up with the Demon Order..."

Sophia said seriously, "Well, the church does have vampire hunters who specialize in dealing with vampires, but they hardly encounter any vampires these days. Most of the vampire hunters have switched to other jobs; they need to make a living too..."

"Once we reach Dawn Territory, I'll report this matter to the church branch. My reports are usually taken quite seriously..."