Don't confiscate my identity as a human race-Chapter 1070 - 770: Hyperion feels like it’s blooming for the second time

Sixteen hours ago.

Demon World, Necaris.

Beneath a sky dense with thunderclouds, the Demon King Palace appeared and disappeared like a phantom shrouded in fog.

A winding path cut through the front plaza of the Demon World, leading directly to the castle’s massive doors.

Inside the Throne Hall of the Demon King Palace.

"Um..."

Hyperion slowly awoke from her slumber, releasing a weary sigh.

Her silver hair cascaded down like a waterfall, softly covering her black gauze dress, the hem fluttering gently at the foot of the throne.

At that moment, her amber eyes no longer masqueraded as human, but had reverted to their true demonic form, her hair not merely tied with ribbon, feeling the cool touch of the jewels of the Demon World.

Hyperion looked up dazedly, finding herself seated on a majestic throne.

That morning, she and four other members of the Great Demon Clan had just arrived at Brilda, the capital of the South Crayney Empire. They had yet to meet Miss Unity, the spy from the Camberra Kingdom responsible for liaising with them, and rushed with Antanas and the others to Brilda’s Void Gate, entering the Shadow World at nine o’clock.

The castle courtyard was filled with complex, mysterious patterns on stone slabs, and the indoor fountain was splashing out faintly blue particles, all the way to the depths of the Throne Hall, where rows of ink-black armor stood on both sides, the hall permeated with a suffocating, deep aura.

The last time in the Shadow World, she had also opened her eyes here in this hall, which resembled Hell’s Ten Thousand Demons Hall, and she was the core of the meeting.

Undoubtedly.

She had returned to the Royal Palace of the Demon King in Necaris.

If things went as expected, this was the final node of the Blood Moon Bad World series in the Shadow World.

At the end of the story, she would witness the conclusion of this era.

Unlike the previous times where she was frightened, she was now as familiar with this Throne Hall as one could be.

It practically felt like her home.

And there was the trustworthy Kaliyera Mama.

Hyperion exhaled and regained her princess demeanor.

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She looked around at the officials seated on both sides of the Throne Hall.

The demons gathered in the hall had various appearances, most of them majestic and solemn.

Some of the noble demons had magic power comparable to Antanas and Pranay, and perhaps even stronger.

It must be another significant issue today that had summoned the Great Demon Clan here.

Soon, Hyperion scanned familiar figures sitting among the attendees.

The four members of the Great Demon Clan, including Antanas, were present.

They, too, appeared to have just woken up from a dream.

Hyperion felt a stroke of relief.

This time in the Shadow World, she wasn’t starting alone in the Demon World.

Rather, she was accompanied by four members of the Great Demon Clan as challengers.

It seemed Antanas and the others had acquired the identities of Civil Officials in the current Demon World, and were absolutely her supporters.

Nevertheless, no matter what, with Kaliyera there, she wouldn’t feel lonely or afraid.

Wait, where was Kaliyera?

Hyperion instinctively wanted to look back to find Kaliyera’s position.

"Your Highness, whom are you looking for?"

A flat, chilling woman’s voice came from behind her, making Hyperion’s skin crawl.

This inner chill made Hyperion shiver all over, wanting to activate Invisibility Technique to flee.

This voice… Wasn’t it Kaliyera?

"..."

Hyperion forced herself to stay calm, struggling to control her expression.

As long as she remained seated here as the Princess of the Demon Clan.

It shouldn’t matter much if the person behind her wasn’t Kaliyera.

But where had Kaliyera gone then, as she was neither near the throne nor below the platform?

Hyperion slightly turned her head.

Behind her stood a mature demon female with a somber and chilling demeanor, her gaze as cold and lifeless as stagnant water, making Hyperion shiver.

While the other party was a mature beauty, she had a morbid air, the spine of the scorpion-like tail behind her swaying slightly, as if about to drip venom potent enough to kill.

When she saw Hyperion, she actually smiled.

A smile was on her face, but not in her eyes. Rather, her pitch-black eyes were chaotic, unclear about her thoughts.

"Your Highness, are you staring at me for anything particular you wish to say?" the Scorpion Tail Demon asked, watching Hyperion.

"Nothing much, just thinking you look very beautiful."

Hyperion politely nodded, quickly turning her head and sitting upright on her throne.

"Oh?"

The Scorpion Tail Demon seemed surprised by her response, a hint of unprecedented emotion tinged her voice.

She did not inquire further, only glanced at the clock, waiting for the meeting to begin.

Hyperion was consumed with unease.

Not only because of the unfamiliar and dangerous Great Demon behind her but also because Hyperion was puzzled about where Kaliyera had gone.

This Scorpion Tail Demon might not be as strong as Kaliyera, but the powerful aura she possessed still made Hyperion feel immeasurable.

The other demons down the steps showed Hyperion respect and similarly displayed fear towards this Great Demon behind her.

The presence of the Scorpion Tail Demon made the atmosphere in the entire Throne Hall even more tense and oppressive, all the demons carefully adjusting their attitudes, fearing they might anger this Death God.

Hyperion hesitated, uncertain if she should inquire about this Great Demon who had replaced Kaliyera.

The other was a powerful Demon, her demeanor seemed very aloof, and she even had an air of ages about her.