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

A dark, shadowy forest.

A sense of oppression and mystery filled the air. The surrounding trees seemed to sense the impending magical power, drooping their branches as if in retreat. The soil in the clearing had been turned over, revealing fresh earth covered with countless intricate runes and patterns, which connected to form a vast magic circle.

The demons, clad in dark robes, wore solemn expressions, their eyes gleaming with a passion for magic. They had a clear division of labor: some demons wielded silver carving knives, carefully inscribing runes into the ground; others placed various magical materials—shimmering gems, dried plants, animal bones, and strange powders—at the nodes of the magic circle.

The braziers were placed at the four corners of the magic circle, their flames leaping and casting dancing shadows, adding a supernatural light and shadow effect to the entire scene. The demon mages began chanting spells, their voices deep and melodious, and as the incantations continued, the runes on the magic circle began to emit a faint glow.

The demons surrounded the magic circle, holding wands or scepters in their hands, ready to inject their magic at the crucial moment.

As the mage's incantation reached its climax, a dazzling light suddenly erupted from the center of the magic circle. The runes seemed to come alive, beginning to rotate and intertwine. The demons chanted their final incantation in unison, pouring their magic power into the magic circle, and the entire open space was enveloped in a powerful magical energy.

"Elder, the magic array is complete and can be activated at any time." A high-ranking mage from the demon race stepped out from the line of people setting up the magic array and reported to the Demon Elder.

The elder nodded slightly, and the mage bowed slightly before taking his leave and returning to the group.

"Boss, are we just going to follow that kid's orders like this?" The Second Elder asked the First Elder in a low voice, his eyes filled with strong dissatisfaction.

"Let's proceed for now and await the outcome." The Grand Elder gazed in the direction of the valley.

For some reason, he felt a little uneasy.

Could it really be possible? That's a peak ninth-tier dragon!

Both elders were completely baffled as to when the magic array would be activated.

Lilith followed the demon king to the valley, leaving behind only a vague statement regarding the activation time of the magic circle.

You will know when the time comes.

The two elders racked their brains but couldn't figure out what Sita meant, so they had no choice but to give up and wait for Sita's "when the time comes" to appear.

The two elders waited there for a while.

Suddenly, the tranquil, shadowy forest began to stir, and a series of irregular noises came from the direction of the valley.

The noise was deafening, and the demons, already frustrated by the wait, were now even more agitated.

The elder calmed down and carefully described the noise, trying to identify the source of the sound.

The ground seemed to shake, and the trees swayed incessantly.

An earthquake? But I didn't feel any strong shaking.

If it were an earthquake, the tribespeople would be thrown about, and there has never been an earthquake in the Shadow Forest.

What could it be?

As the noise intensified and the source drew ever closer, the Grand Elder was alarmed.

That's the sound of footsteps, the sound of a large number of monsters running!

Fear spread through the forest like a plague. The normally ferocious and brutal monsters were now like startled birds, pouring out of their nests and scattering in all directions. Their eyes were wide open, showing terror, their bodies trembling, emitting desperate roars and screams.

Giant spiders and venomous snakes abandoned their prey, crawling frantically in an attempt to escape the unknown threat. Their limbs collided in panic, creating a chaotic cacophony.

The demons and ghouls of the darkness, who usually feed on fear, are now slaves to it. They stumble and run, their rotting flesh and blood scattering in all directions, leaving behind nauseating trails.

Swarms of demonic bats and vampire mosquitoes hovered in the air, their flight paths chaotic and erratic, as if the sky itself trembled at the prospect of this beastly horde. These flying monsters rushed desperately into the depths of the forest, seeking only to escape the imminent danger.

The beast tide on the ground was even more spectacular, with all sorts of monsters of various shapes and sizes—some with multiple heads, some covered in scales, and some dragging long tails—crowding together to form a massive torrent of escape. This torrent trampled everything in its way, uprooting trees and shattering rocks into dust.

During this escape, even the plants in the forest seemed to feel fear; their branches and leaves contracted, and their flowers closed, as if preparing for the impending disaster.

Fear and chaos gripped the entire Shadow Forest. The roar of the beast horde was deafening, and they had only one destination—to escape the unknown, imminent threat. In this flight, no monster dared to look back; they had only one thought: survival.

The fleeing monsters formed a massive beast tide!

Why does this happen?

As if answering the two elders' silent question, a purplish-black light curtain came from the horizon in the direction of the valley, closely following the fleeing demons and continuing to expand.

The two elders finally understood what "at that time" meant, and immediately shouted:

"Quickly, activate the magic array!"

A purplish-black light curtain rushed towards them; at this moment, the demons had already worked together to activate the magic array.

A dazzling light erupted from the center of the magic circle, instantly illuminating the entire Shadow Forest and dispelling the surrounding darkness. The light contained powerful magical energy, which rapidly spread along the veins of the runes throughout the entire magic circle, making each rune seem to come alive and emit a dazzling light.

The activated magic circle collided violently with the spreading purplish-black light curtain.

The two magical energies clashed, and the demon mages maintaining the magic circle were drenched in sweat, pouring all their magic power into the circle as if they were trying their best to squeeze out the last bit of magic power from their bodies.

The two elders exchanged a glance, realizing the situation was dire, and quickly stepped in to help maintain the formation.

Finally, with the arrival of the two elders, the purplish-black light curtain stopped and was intercepted by the magic array.

At this moment, the demon mages were all exhausted and lay unconscious on the ground.

With the battle against the purplish-black light barrier over, the two elders breathed a sigh of relief and began to carefully sense the magic contained within it.

They didn't realize it until they sensed it; after sensing it, the pupils of the two elders suddenly contracted.

This oppressive feeling, without a doubt, this magic comes from the Demon King.

In other words, this magic was cast by the demon king?

Are you kidding me? This place is thousands of meters away from the valley. What kind of immense magic could possibly be transmitted here?

The two elders exchanged another glance, and after processing the shocking news, they couldn't help but feel a wave of fear.

Demon King, a Demon King with such power, how dare we not accept it, and even dare to dream of having the White Dragon kill him?

Immediately afterwards, a look of wild joy appeared on the aged faces of the two elders.

"Heaven has not forsaken my demon race!"