The blood clan's repeated provocations made Kaliyerra feel as if she was being mistaken for an easily bullied Great Demon.

Instantly, the Fallen Monarch's strong stance caused an uproar among the demons.

The regency hall was filled with sounds of astonishment, doubt, and discussion.

Judging from the Fallen Monarch's attitude, she would rather fight the Fourth Progenitor, Eduardo, than let McCarthy suffer such an unwarranted disaster for no reason.

The demons looked back and forth between the Fallen Monarch, Kaliyerra, and the Fourth Progenitor, Eduardo, trying to glean more information from their facial expressions and body language, unable to discern whether the Fallen Monarch was bluffing or genuinely protecting her dignity.

After all, only the ninth-tier Fallen Monarch, Kaliyerra, and the Fourth Progenitor, Eduardo, knew the truth about McCarthy's tier.

Since the blood clan envoy dared to directly point out that McCarthy was a fourth-tier, it was very likely that McCarthy could not withstand Eduardo's attack.

The Fourth Progenitor, Eduardo, should not be making baseless claims.

But the truth remained obscured, and no demon could come to a conclusion at that moment.

They were only worried about how the blood clan would react to the Fallen Monarch's tough decision.

If the Fourth Progenitor really attacked and fought the Fallen Monarch with all his might in the royal palace, even with the protection of the royal palace barrier, there would be heavy casualties among those present except for the Great Demons, and it could even lead to the breakdown of the peace talks, with the demons joining the battlefield prematurely.

The two ninth-tiers were at a stalemate.

The blood clan Viscount Giovanni was not afraid of the oppressive presence of the demons and the Fallen Monarch opposite him and was about to continue speaking, but his shoulder was held down.

"Alright, Giovanni, stop making things difficult for our demon friends."

The Tenth Progenitor, Ulysses, who had not spoken, opened his mouth, still as calm and gentle as ever.

But just hearing the humble voice of this Progenitor Marquis made the demons present feel a strange unease.

His show of weakness was actually the ease of an absolute powerhouse.

The demons were not stupid enough to think that the Tenth Progenitor was a peacemaker who would smooth things over at this moment.

The Tenth Progenitor, Marquis Ulysses, turned his head and looked at the Fourth Progenitor, Duke Eduardo, in the back row.

"Duke Eduardo, I'm counting on you. I'm ready."

He said with a smile.

"..."

The Fourth Progenitor, Eduardo, nodded upon hearing this.

"I'll leave it to you then."

Originally, their blood clan had planned to take the princess from the demons without any losses.

It seemed that if they wanted to succeed today, they would have to make some sacrifices.

Their blood clan would definitely not lose out, but would only take more from the demons.

In that instant, Eduardo's turbid eyes turned completely red, emitting a dazzling red light, his body cracking and oozing terrifying blood.

Those eyes were like blood-red gems, radiating a frightening light, each crack telling of the power it would use to destroy everything!

Terrifying magical power condensed in an instant, and all the demons realized what was happening.

The Fourth Progenitor, Eduardo, was going to use a self-destruction spell in Nicalis Royal Palace!

The Great Demons present immediately attacked in the direction of the Fourth Progenitor.

Their eyes were filled with anger, solemnity, or horror, not understanding if the blood clan progenitor had gone mad, to actually self-destruct in the demon royal palace without warning!

Eduardo's body swelled, the blood-colored light becoming more and more dazzling, and the cracks spread across his skin like a spider web.

The magic power of the Great Demons intertwined in the air, and light and shadow twisted into murals of interlaced electric light on the walls of the palace, but all of this could not touch Eduardo, who had formed an invisible force field around him, like a barrier isolating all attacks.

But it was clear that their control could not work on the ninth-tier Eduardo.

They could not judge the extent of this spell, but judging from the power it generated at the moment of its gathering, once he detonated it, half of the Demon King's city of Nicalis would be completely razed to the ground, and it was unknown whether any demons in the center of the explosion would survive besides the Fallen Monarch.

A strong tremor spread throughout the entire royal palace, and Eduardo's body was about to reach its limit in an instant, letting out a deafening roar.

That was a voice of anger, and also a harbinger of destruction.

Eduardo almost turned into a huge ball of red light, carrying endless anger and destructive power, about to spread to every corner of the royal palace.

The Fallen Monarch also widened her eyes, never expecting that the Fourth Progenitor, Eduardo, would decisively self-destruct, and that his self-destruction spell was not an ordinary magic, but a spell comparable to an epic spell, belonging to the Sixth Progenitor's [Blood Destruction]!

"Stop it!!"

Accompanied by the angry shout of the Fallen Monarch, Kaliyerra, she finally made her move, holding nothing back.

Her voice was like an invisible wave of magic, suddenly sweeping through the space of the regency hall.

Not allowing the blazing red light to continue erupting, allowing Eduardo to continue.

The time and space of the entire Nicalis regency hall seemed to have stopped.

All the figures were frozen in place like stone sculptures, their movements ceasing.

Kaliyerra, the Fallen Monarch on the high platform, was also panting, and at the critical moment, she successfully used the highest intensity of [Fallen Paradise], interrupting Eduardo's self-destruction.

Her ultimate talent magic, Fallen Paradise, could ignore any countermeasures and forcibly plunge all objects within its range into an illusion, and the content of the illusion was the target's most vulnerable fantasy, or an irreparable regret, a beautiful dream destined to be unfulfilled in reality.

The only drawback was that this was a large-scale barrier magic that did not distinguish between friend and foe.

Any living being who broke free from the illusion and maintained clarity could see the content of other living beings' dreams from a certain distance.

As the caster, Kaliyerra could also adjust the intensity of the target's illusion and infer the target's deep-seated pain and weaknesses and strengthen them accordingly.

Each time they fell into the illusion, they would fall harder than before, sink deeper, and the longer they stayed, the more likely their souls would completely dissolve into the illusion.

Even though Kaliyerra, the Fallen Monarch, had successfully used this spell, she did not relax in the slightest, but rather beads of sweat kept emerging on her forehead.

As a ninth-tier herself, she found it a little difficult to maintain Eduardo's dream.

As a blood clan sage and Fourth Progenitor, Eduardo, who was proficient in magic, his magic power and mental attributes were both too exaggerated.

To ensure that Eduardo was deeply trapped in the dream, Kaliyerra would consume a large amount of mental power every minute and second.

The bad thing was that continuously controlling Eduardo, although it could seriously injure Eduardo, and even dissolve part of his soul, it was impossible to kill Eduardo, the blood clan progenitor with immortality, in a short period of time!

After Eduardo broke free, he would immediately self-destruct again.

"Why... Eduardo is a little weaker than I imagined..."

Kaliyerra muttered to herself in confusion.

The only good news was that the Fourth Progenitor, Eduardo's, current state was half a point weaker than she had imagined, as if he was carrying some serious injuries.

But the thought of a blood clan progenitor with low health potentially exchanging their entire core Demon King City here made Kaliyerra uncontrollably angry, wishing she could skin and drink the blood of this group of despicable and crazy blood clans.

Now she could only pray that a demon could quickly struggle out of her Fallen Paradise at its highest power and assist her in dealing with Eduardo!

As long as she could wait for two or three Great Demons to come out, she could forcibly seal Eduardo, who had fallen into the illusion, from the outside!

"Esmodes, hurry up and help me...!"

Kaliyerra, the Fallen Monarch, supported the full power of the illusion on Eduardo, desperately trying to control this bomb, trying to half-open her eyes, looking at the seat on one side of the True Night Monarch, Esmodes, and silently prayed.

The True Night Monarch's talent and intelligence were both trusted confidants that she most recognized, and Kaliyerra guessed that the most likely Great Demon on the demon side to quickly break free from the Fallen Paradise was the True Night Monarch.

However.

The Fallen Monarch only saw the True Night Monarch staring blankly ahead, as if she was deeply trapped in the dream.

Although the True Night Monarch could overcome it in the normal strength Fallen Paradise, it was hard to say how long the True Night Monarch would need in the full-power Paradise.

"Fallen Monarch, are you waiting for her?"

Suddenly, a voice made the Fallen Monarch's body tremble.

Kaliyerra was stunned and raised her head.

She saw that on the distant seat opposite her and Princess Hyperion, a figure was easily pointing in the direction of where the True Night Monarch was.

He elegantly crossed his legs, as if he had broken free from the illusion in an instant, his blood-red eyes full of clarity.

"I've long wanted to experience the legendary Fallen Monarch's [Fallen Paradise], but as expected, it's useless to me."

The Tenth Progenitor, Ulysses, smiled with interest.

Kaliyerra's heart pounded like a drum as she fell into an ice cave when she heard Ulysses' calm voice.

(End of this chapter)