Why must the devil be Defeated?-Chapter 120 - : 119 "Who are you?

Chapter 120: 119 “Who are you?

“Stop!”

When Shane caught sight of Killian’s tent in the distance, he suddenly spoke up.

“…!?”

Everyone following Shane, rushing over, was taken aback. At Shane’s shout, they all instinctively stopped.

At that moment…

“Boom!”

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Ahead, the tent holding Killian exploded without warning, erupting into a roar.

Flames surged towards the sky, fiercely igniting.

The people around Shane couldn’t help but make noise, some even screamed, clearly frightened.

Only Shane, staring intently at the center of the explosion, his eyes revealing an inexplicable mocking emotion.

Meanwhile, others began to rush towards the scene.

“This…!?”

Beren appeared to have escaped attackers from the Old Demon Clan Faction. He and a troop of knights came from another direction and witnessed the scene.

The other knights and adventurers seemed to also target this place, their expressions changing as they watched the flames soar.

The scene lasted for an unknown amount of time.

Then, everyone saw it.

In the center of the flames, figures gradually appeared.

They were Demons draped in black robes.

They walked out of the flames as if entering an uninhabited land, ignoring the surrounding fire and heat, and appeared before everyone with one person.

That person was Killian.

Killian was successfully rescued by the people of the Old Demon Clan Faction.

“…!”

Beren couldn’t just watch this happen and involuntarily stepped forward, seemingly wanting to do something.

But Beren was unsuccessful.

Because, before he could act, an extremely terrifying pressure descended upon the area.

“Has he been rescued?”

A sinister, mature voice emerged along with this terrifying oppression.

Only then did everyone notice that an old man had appeared before the firelight, standing leisurely as if taking a stroll.

Looking at this old man, everyone, including Beren, couldn’t help but tremble slightly.

“How terrifying…”

“Ooh…”

Lu Muya and Merica couldn’t stop trembling and, disregarding their previous caution, instinctively moved closer to Shane, grabbing onto his clothes.

Shane also looked at the old man.

“Is it him?”

This person was the owner of a Magic Power stronger than Killian’s, as perceived by Shane.

And his identity was almost apparent.

“Beddo…”

Beren, beside him, absentmindedly called out this name.

Regrettably, this name and Beren, an elder from the Old Demon Clan Faction, seemed unnoticed by him, almost as if ignoring all the Humans present, only gazing at his subordinates, completely disregarding Shane and the others.

“Lord Beddo.”

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One of the Old Demon Clan Faction’s subordinates came to report to Beddo.

“We have successfully rescued Lord Killian.”

Upon hearing this, Beddo shifted his gaze to look at Killian, brought forth by his people.

At that time, Killian still looked battered and stupefied, showing no reaction even upon seeing Beddo.

This made Beddo furrow his brow.

“What’s going on?”

Beddo questioned his subordinate doubtfully.

“I’m not sure.” The subordinate shook his head and said gravely, “When we found Lord Killian, he was already like this.”

“Is that so?” Beddo’s brow furrowed deeper, muttering to himself, “Was his mind interfered with by Spiritual Magic? Or was he tortured into unconsciousness?”

“It’s more likely the latter.” The subordinate said, “Lord Killian’s body has many injuries, both big and small. He must have been truly tortured.”

“Heh.” Beddo suddenly laughed, “To think that they could torture that Killian to such a state, I’m curious as to what methods these humans used.”

With those words, the pressure emanating from Beddo intensified frighteningly.

Not only Beddo, but the Old Demon Clan Faction was just the same.

Clearly, they were all furious.

It wasn’t that they were angry about Killian being tortured; they were angry that the humans dared to treat members of the Old Demon Clan in such a manner.

“Merely humans, and yet you dare commit such acts against our brethren from the Old Demon Clan.”

Beddo muttered.

“Just a bunch of filthy trash, why can’t you just obediently be killed, instead making us expend unnecessary energy and thoughts on dealing with you?”

Finally, Beddo shifted his gaze over here.

That merciless and cruel gaze made everyone here shiver.

“Ah…ah ah ah…”

The timid ones had already started making incomprehensible noises.

“Thud…”

It seemed someone had collapsed to the ground from weakness.

As for the others, either their teeth chattered or they froze in place, daring not to move, as though they were being targeted by a ferocious beast, just short of fleeing on the spot.

Of those present, only Shane managed to retain his composure under Beddo’s gaze.

Because just a moment ago, a strange Magic Power had infiltrated Shane’s mind, attempting to influence his spirit and will, but it was negated by Shane’s “Abnormal State Resistance” skill.

Shane instantly understood what was happening.

Without a doubt, Beddo was using the Spiritual Magic he had just mentioned, aiming to destroy the will of everyone present.

If that was so…

“Turnabout is fair play; let me offer a greeting gift as well.”

Shane’s eyes flashed.

From his body, an extremely terrifying aura burst out like an invisible shockwave, spreading around him.

“Uh…!?”

Beddo’s expression changed abruptly.

“What…!?”

The members of the Old Demon Clan Faction also showed drastic changes in their expressions.

At that moment, Shane activated the “Oppression” skill he had learned at Laischa’s Huaming Pavilion, causing the very heaven and earth around to seem oppressed by staggering gravity, continuously buzzing.

And so, amidst a series of crackling sounds, the members of the Old Demon Clan Faction, caught off guard, all knelt to the ground under the pressure of Shane’s aura.

And Beddo’s Spiritual Magic disintegrated under this powerful aura, completely dissipating.

This caused Beddo’s complexion to become extremely unsightly, his eyes filled with astonishment.

On the contrary, Shane’s allies felt a lightness over their bodies, their minds clear, no longer fearful or trembling.

Only then did Shane abruptly withdraw his aura, ceasing the use of the “Oppression” skill.

“————”

The whole scene suddenly fell silent.

Whether it was Beren and others or members of the Old Demon Clan Faction, it seemed none had grasped what had just happened, all wearing faces full of surprise and uncertainty.

Only Beddo, his gaze already fixed on Shane.

“Who are you?”

A cold voice was uttered from his mouth.