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

Phoenix shattered the last entangled chain of shadows, leading Taric and the unconscious Sofia out of the chaotic area of ​​traps. Ahead lay a magnificent circular hall.

Eight statues of different shapes stand around the hall, guarding a central platform that appears to be used for ceremonies.

However, Phoenix stopped abruptly, his aged eyes flashing with an unprecedented sharpness and gravity. Taric also gasped sharply, enduring the excruciating pain as he held his giant axe horizontally in front of him.

In the center of the hall, eight figures clad in wide black robes appeared silently without anyone noticing.

They seemed to emerge directly from the shadows, standing there silently, radiating a chilling killing intent and powerful magical energy that completely blocked the path ahead.

All eight people were, without exception, eighth-level experts!

Phoenix's mental energy swept over the opponent like a tidal wave, instantly assessing the opponent's strength level.

The black-robed figure standing at the head, sword in hand, possessed the most profound and vast aura, having already reached the peak of the eighth rank, making him undoubtedly the strongest. (Just a quick note, you should recognize him... Alpha)

Beside him stood a black-robed figure (Zeta the dog) exuding a ferocious aura like a wild beast, whose strength was second only to the swordsman. His undisguised, violent magic made the air tremble.

The third is a black-robed, red-eyed "person" (Delta) whose magic is imbued with a strong aura of bloodlust.

The fourth tier consists of two grey-robed figures whose magical energy fluctuations are relatively pure: one exudes elemental rhythm, and the other carries a deep, dark aura (Epsilon and Theta). The remaining three are roughly equal in strength, but none should be underestimated.

Eight eighth-tier beings! Such a lineup would be enough to cause a huge uproar anywhere on the continent! And the pure dark magic power they possessed, which shared the same origin yet each had its own unique characteristics, all pointed to their identity as the Demon King's direct subordinates!

Phoenix's heart sank to the bottom. Under normal circumstances, with his ninth-tier spatial magic, even if he faced an attack from eight eighth-tier opponents, he was confident that he could hold his own and even use teleportation to easily take them away.

But at this moment... his most prized spatial teleportation was completely locked down!

This means he has lost his maximum mobility and must face eight well-coordinated and powerful eighth-tier experts head-on in this limited space, while also having to protect Taric, who is almost out of combat, and the unconscious Sophia!

"Damn it..." Phoenix cursed inwardly, his face so dark it was almost dripping with gloom. This was going to be an unprecedentedly fierce battle, possibly even a desperate situation.

Taric felt a wave of despair wash over him.

Eight eighth-level beings! The combined pressure alone made his heavily injured body feel as if it were being crushed by a mountain, making even breathing difficult.

He gripped the battle axe tightly, his knuckles turning white from the force, but he knew in his heart that he probably wouldn't even be considered cannon fodder in this battle.

There were no words, no warnings.

The battle erupted in an instant!

The leader, a black-robed figure wielding a sword (Alpha), moved with the speed of a ghost, tearing through the air. His longsword unleashed a profound, dark magic as he thrust it straight forward. The sword's movement was simple yet contained a terrifying power capable of tearing through space.

At the same time, the most ferocious black-robed figure beside her (Zeta) let out a low growl that was not human, and landed on all fours, transforming into a blur that was difficult to catch with the naked eye, and pounced on Phoenix from the flank with an aura that could tear everything apart.

On the other side, the black-robed man with a strong aura of blood (Delta) waved his hands, and thick, blood-red magic surged from his body, condensing into a huge blood-red scythe, which swept across with a shrill whistle.

Meanwhile, the grey-robed man (Epsilon), whose elemental magic was pure, stood calmly in place, waving his staff. Blazing fireballs, icy frost spears, and raging lightning bolts poured out like a torrential rain, blocking all of Phoenix's escape routes.

The enigmatic black-robed figure (Sita) raised his hand, his fingertips gathering a chilling purplish-black energy sphere, which he then fired like a sniper rifle, unleashing silent yet deadly beams of magical energy.

The remaining three men in black robes also made their move simultaneously. One of them, as agile as a cat (Aita), stealthily approached, searching for an opportunity to strike a fatal blow.

One of them (Beta) drew his bow and nocked an arrow. The arrow, imbued with magical energy, seemed to come alive, tracing a strange arc in the air as it aimed at Phoenix's vitals.

The last one (Kappa) did not attack directly, but instead let out a faint, soul-piercing laugh. A powerful mental interference wave enveloped Phoenix like an invisible spider web, attempting to disrupt his concentration on casting spells.

The eight of them worked together seamlessly, their attacks forming a net that instantly enveloped Phoenix and his two companions.

"Hmph!" Phoenix snorted coldly in the face of this deadly situation, and the majesty of a ninth-level expert was fully unleashed.

He cannot use spatial teleportation, but his understanding and manipulation of space remain.

With his left hand he maintained the magical shield protecting Sophia, while with his right hand he spread his five fingers and pressed forward sharply.

"Space Confinement!"

hum!

The space around the swordsman (Alpha) and the ferocious attacker (Zeta) who were charging at the forefront instantly became as sticky as glue, and their speed dropped sharply!

However, both of them were incredibly powerful, especially Alpha, whose sword flashed with a ghostly light and actually tore through part of the spatial confinement.

Boom boom boom!

Elemental magic bombarded the spatial barrier, causing violent explosions that repeatedly shattered and reformed it.

The bloody scythe struck the barrier, producing a piercing scraping sound, and for a moment it was unable to break through.

Phoenix skillfully and precisely deflected the purplish-black magic rays with subtle spatial deflection, directing them towards empty space.

As for the annoying mental interference (Kappa), Phoenix directly formed a barrier with his powerful mental strength to resist it. Although he could not completely ignore it, he could still maintain his focus for a short period of time.

However, the opponent's attacks were relentless and continuous.

The eerie arrows (Beta) always managed to find the weak points in the barrier, while the nimble stalker (Aita) was like a ghost, nearly breaking through and getting close several times.

Phoenix has mastered the techniques of spatial cutting, twisting, folding, and barrier, making her a high-speed spatial node. She can move and dodge in a narrow space (mainly by changing her position through spatial distortion rather than teleportation). With her hands moving, invisible spatial blades fly everywhere, forcing back enemies who try to get close, and even occasionally leaving shallow bloodstains on the ferocious one (Zeta).

But he was fighting eight against one, and he also had to protect two people.

Each use of spatial magic consumes a huge amount of energy, while the opponent's attack shows no signs of weakening.

Taric could only huddle within the safe zone that Phoenix had barely managed to create with the spatial barrier, watching the earth-shattering battle outside, his heart filled with helplessness and anxiety.

He tried to find an opportunity to help, but the aftershocks of the eighth-tier battle were too much for him to handle.