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

All of these are meaningless actions.

Whether the brave warriors try their best or not, whether every battle is a life-or-death struggle.

The fate of the Demon King inevitably ending up at the hands of the Hero will never change; the only difference is the speed of the process.

With him around, he will do everything he can to keep Philippa safe.

As long as the hero lives, one day (and this time is not long), he will grow to the point where he can defeat the Demon King.

Even if it's just for the sake of your own life, you just need to keep hiding, occasionally level up with monsters, and make sure you're safe so you don't pass the mission on to the next hero.

There's absolutely no need to work so hard.

This is a truth unknown to Philippa and the Hero Squad, a truth that is "silenced" and cannot be spoken.

He could only watch as one brave warrior after another plunged headlong into the sea of ​​fire, perpetuating the endless cycle of human-demon history.

All of this is meaningless.

Just as Phoenix appeared, preparing to cast a mass teleportation spell to take the three wounded young men away from this dangerous place—

hum! ! !

An extremely subtle yet immense spatial fluctuation, so powerful it sent shivers down one's spine, suddenly descended without warning.

This fluctuation did not originate from any conventional spell. It was exquisite and profound, as if it had directly manipulated the very rules of the world. Its appearance was so sudden that even Phoenix, a master who had been immersed in spatial magic for decades, was only suddenly aware of it when the fluctuation was about to reach its peak.

"Not good!" Phoenix's aged face changed drastically. His withered fingers moved rapidly at a speed that was difficult to detect with the naked eye, trying to forcibly stabilize the surrounding space and complete the instantaneous teleportation that he had prepared in advance.

However, just as his spatial magic was about to erupt—

An even more terrifying, purer wave of terrifying magical power, seemingly originating from the deepest abyss, erupted like an invisible tsunami.

This magic carries a suffocating pressure, cold, domineering, and filled with absolute control.

boom--! ! !

It was as if the crisp sound of shattering glass exploded in Phoenix's mind.

His meticulously crafted, nearly completed instant teleportation spell shattered instantly under the impact of this tyrannical magic, like glass struck by a heavy hammer, vanishing without a trace.

"What?!" Phoenix's eyes showed disbelief and shock for the first time.

He had never encountered such a situation before!

The opponent's magic did not break his spells with skill, but rather directly crushed and shattered his magic with the purest and most savage level of power.

"Don't even think about it!" Phoenix roared, unleashing the immense magical power of a ninth-tier expert without reservation.

He pressed his hands down, attempting to use his profound understanding of spatial rules to forcefully smooth out and suppress the abnormal spatial fluctuations in this area, and interrupt this unknown teleportation.

His power did indeed have an effect; the restless spatial energy around him seemed to freeze for a moment.

But the next moment, that abyss-like terrifying magic intensified once more, as if an invisible giant hand had coldly and resolutely plucked the strings of space.

Phoenix felt as if he were wrestling with the very foundations of the world.

His spatial control, which was powerful enough to move mountains and overturn seas, seemed so pale and powerless in the face of this force.

His opponent's spatial manipulation techniques were exquisite and his power level completely overwhelmed him. All his resistance was like a mantis trying to stop a chariot, and was easily dismantled and overwhelmed.

How could this be?! What on earth is this... Phoenix's astonishment reached its peak.

He inexplicably felt that this method seemed somewhat familiar...

In the blink of an eye, the three seriously injured men also sensed something was amiss.

Taric barely managed to lift his head. He felt an incomprehensible, immense pressure suddenly descend upon him, almost causing his already severely injured body to collapse completely. He was filled with a sense of powerlessness in the face of a natural disaster. "What... happened..." he managed to utter a few words.

Sophia remained unresponsive in her coma, her pale face appearing even more fragile amidst the chaotic energy flow.

Only Philippa.

The moment that terrifying magical energy surged forth, her blood almost froze; that power… she could never be mistaken.

Cold, profound, and carrying a sense of oppression that made her tremble with her soul yet was inexplicably familiar—

It's the Demon King, it's the Demon King's magic!

Although it was countless times more vast and terrifying than she had imagined, the nature of that power was definitely not wrong.

Why? What's he doing here? What's he going to do?!

Countless questions instantly flooded her aching mind.

However, the subtle spatial fluctuations were well concealed. It wasn't until the very last moment before the teleportation was activated, when the silvery-white light began to devour the surrounding scenery, that Philippa suddenly realized—this was spatial teleportation, and the target was none other than their hero team!

Seize the moment when the hero team is seriously injured.

Where does he want to take them?!

Fear, anger, and confusion overwhelmed her instantly.

"Grandpa Phoenix!"

Phoenix, who had noticed the spatial fluctuations much earlier than Philippa, was also drenched in sweat as he called out the name of his savior.

Despite his efforts, Phoenix didn't even have time to reply.

However, resistance is futile.

“No…” Philippa tried to struggle, but her severely injured body was completely unable to move. She could only watch helplessly as the silvery-white light engulfed her, the unconscious Sophia, the struggling Taric, and even the top space mage Phoenix who was trying to resist.

Phoenix's face was filled with extreme shock and resentment. His resistance had completely failed, and his figure blurred in the dazzling silver light.

In terms of spatial mastery in this world, no one should be superior to him, unless something from the heavens personally intervenes. In the present world, he cannot possibly lose to anyone in terms of spatial ability.

The opponent did not prevent his teleportation through spatial means, but rather used domineering magic to forcefully shatter his teleportation spell.

The teleportation spell, which could have been activated in an instant, was intercepted in a flash, showing that the opponent was well-prepared and reacted extremely quickly.

The teleportation technique was not intercepted using spatial power, indicating that this person should not have much spatial expertise. Intercepting spatial power with spatial means is much easier than using brute force. If that person had spatial expertise, they would not normally use brute force, which is a much more laborious method, to block it.

But who wielded this immense spatial power that even he couldn't resist?

Were two of the world's most powerful beings among those who orchestrated all of this?

The silver light flashed suddenly, then abruptly contracted and disappeared.

On the ravaged open ground, only the corpses of two eighth-tier monsters and the horrific traces of a battle remained.

The Whispering Forest returned to silence, as if the fierce battle and the strange spatial teleportation had never happened.

The four have completely disappeared without a trace.