The words of the crippled God's Punishment Warrior made everyone involuntarily frown.

The enemy was waging two wars simultaneously, and the other side was their main battlefield?

If what it said was true, and the previous Wars of Divine Will only involved a small portion of the devils' power when clashing with humans, then the originally clear situation suddenly became somewhat less optimistic.

Combining the scenes seen in the Realm of the Gods, there were a total of four competitors in the large hanging painting. Aside from the eliminated Underground Ming, Roland speculated that the so-called "Celestial Ocean Realm" most likely referred to the last and most mysterious painting of the deep-sea eyeball.

Could it be that after seizing the relics of the Underground Ming, the enemy was also fiercely fighting the monsters of the sea, while still having the strength to suppress the humans of the Dawn Realm?

If that were the case, then the high-level devil's tone of contempt for the witches would not be entirely unfounded.

As for ordinary people without magic, they were probably no different from roadside weeds.

Of course, he also knew that the other party could not honestly reveal everything it knew—from its determined lone charge into the artillery position to its concealment of intentions and use of the Mind Resonance ability to invade Zoe's body, it was clear that even in dire straits, it had not let go of a single opportunity to attack. Without a way to discern lies, it was difficult to guarantee that the other party was not deliberately bluffing, deliberately trying to incite panic among humans.

Looking at the solemn faces of the crowd, Roland knew that he had to bring the situation back under his control.

Therefore, he shrugged and looked at Erxia with a deliberately relaxed expression.

"So... this one here is a real devil?"

The latter also reacted, "Although I don't know what method Zoe used, I don't think she herself would say such a thing."

"Well done, you saved me an afternoon nap," Roland nodded to Zoe. "In tonight's dream, you can eat whatever you want."

"Thank you, Your Majesty," Zoe couldn't help but raise the corners of her mouth, but quickly returned to her normal expression. "It's a pity that this guy is already familiar with human senses. Although it can't flexibly control its limbs, it's difficult for Mind Resonance to reach its true thoughts."

"It's not your fault. After all, no one has ever had in-depth contact with a high-level devil before. It's normal to make mistakes when judging based on human experience."

"Devils? You're still using this ridiculous term," Kabrada said disdainfully. "You attribute all groups different from yourselves to terrifying and evil existences, not knowing that you yourselves are insignificant, low-level barbarians. But your good luck ends here. The day the source of magic reappears is the day of your destruction!"

Everyone couldn't help but exchange glances. This last sentence was indeed very similar to something from legends.

"The source of magic you mentioned... is that the Red Moon?" Roland asked.

"Always only seeing the superficial surface—that's the consistent style of you crawling insects." The high-level devil was noncommittal.

"Could it be that the red sphere is made of magic?" Agatha interjected. "But that doesn't make sense. I've seen the Red Moon with my own eyes. Whatever it is, it's millions of miles away from this world. You clearly said that the final Ascendant will open the path to the source of magic. Could there be a staircase that leads to the sky?"

"Hmph." Kabrada turned its head away, obviously not wanting to explain this question.

"Where is the Celestial Ocean Realm?"

No response.

"Did you destroy the Underground Ming?"

Silence.

"Your new technology—I mean those deformed species that can launch black stone pillars—did it come from the inheritance of the Underground Ming?"

"Save your breath, insect," Kabrada finally opened its mouth. "I've said what I can say. What I can't say, even if this female..." It glanced at Zoe, pausing inexplicably for a moment, "...I will never reveal another word! Kill me quickly. But sooner or later, you will all be exterminated by the Lord of the Sky Dome, Heikzord, and I, Kabrada, will be reborn in the source of magic!"

Obviously, the interrogation had reached a bottleneck. However, since the high-level devil had already transferred to the body of a God's Punishment Army member, Neverwinter City no longer needed to be in a hurry. If it was handed over to the witches of Taqila, they would eventually find a way to make it spit out more information over time.

Thinking of this, Roland spread his hands and said, "Since you're unwilling to talk about these sensitive matters, let's change the subject—if this war is just an insignificant setback for you, then how powerful are you really? What about the armies of the Celestial Ocean Realm? And what about you? Also, can the Lord of the Sky Dome you just mentioned contend with the Transcendent?" I think these questions shouldn't be related to secrets, right?"

A perfect opportunity for self-aggrandizement. According to its personality, it was unlikely to resist.

"Heh, insect..." Sure enough, Kabrada said in a loud voice, "I can only say that it far exceeds your imagination! Do you know why you are crawling insects? Because the difference between Ascendant races and ignorant tribes is like the difference between flying birds and insects. This is determined by the essence of magic. At the junction of the end of the continent and the Celestial Ocean Realm, our armies blot out the sky and cover the sun. Their actions are enough to shake the mountains. If the enemies of the Celestial Ocean Realm were not equally powerful, how could you have survived until now!"

It paused. "As for the Transcendent you mentioned, if you're referring to those few strongest females, they could indeed contend with the Great Lord in the past. But the current Lord of the Sky Dome has taken a further step in mastering magic, and also possesses the prudence and acumen of a commander. In a battle like this, it alone can drain your blood! Insect, when you hear its prestige in the future, kneel down and beg for mercy—that way, it might at least let you die a little more painlessly!"

Roland automatically ignored the series of exaggerated terms that followed. He noticed several hidden details—the devils' logistics could be said to be the biggest weakness of this race. They could hardly move without the Red Mist. If they wanted to support an army large enough, they would have to fight within the influence of the Black Stone Obelisk.

Being able to fight the Red Mist and the devils to a stalemate, and even hold back the main force of the other side, meant that the deep-sea monsters were probably not as simple as it said. Merely using the phrase "equally powerful" to gloss over it undoubtedly meant that it didn't want to talk about it much—this attitude itself was a form of expression.

In addition, it didn't regard the enemies of the Celestial Ocean Realm as crawling insects, which meant that the deep-sea monsters had also received "Ascension". But there was currently only one eliminated competitor, which was clearly inconsistent with the initial speculation. Come to think of it, the other party had never explicitly stated that they had killed the eliminated Ming, only mentioning that races that could reach the Celestial Ocean Realm were qualified to obtain the inheritance. There must be some unknown variables in it.

Seeing that the high-level devil was still incessantly boasting about the unparalleled power of its race, Roland interrupted it directly.

"In fact, you don't understand what true power is at all."

"You—" Kabrada's face immediately darkened. "Insect, what do you know?"

"The truly strong are not those who make the world darker, but those who use their own strength to dispel the mist. When the world is about to collapse, they don't hesitate to burn their own souls to bring light and warmth to all things... like the sun."

"What... what exactly are you trying to say?"

"It's simple," Roland cleared his throat. "Since you're so amazing, why don't you go kindle the flame?"

Leaving behind a bewildered devil, he straightened his body and walked towards the exit of the hall with the witches, without looking back.