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Guilas broke through the twelve gates and entered the magic circle of the Dark Lord with his twelve barriers.
Arya saw her father Guilas rushing in, showing an amazed expression, and then stubbornly said, "You should leave. Even if you save me, it won't erase the fact that you killed my parents."
Father Guilas: "Arya, I'm sorry. I haven't been a good father, but I truly love you from the bottom of my heart, as if you were my own daughter. This can be considered as repaying a life with a life. From now on, you won't have a father. You must live well." At this point, Arya's eyes turned red as she looked at the ancient magical bracelet on her hand, which contained a magic circle left by the ancient gods. It could only be used once and could only transport one person.
"Guilas, you were never my father. May you live out your days in loneliness." Arya then called out to "Little Asia," the magical beast, and activated the ancient magic "Shift of Worlds" hidden in the bracelet, transporting him out of the magic circle.
I became the sacrifice for the Lord of Darkness to take over my body.
As the magic circle began to activate, Arya couldn't stop it and could only watch as her soul was tortured and on the verge of being torn to pieces.
The purpose of this magic circle is to allow the soul of the Dark Lord to enter the host's body.
Guilas was moved outside the magic circle, holding a broken bracelet, listening to Arya's heart-wrenching screams, feeling powerless. Once this Taboo ritual is activated, it cannot be disrupted from the outside until it is completed, even if he is the Demon Lord Gulas.
Guilas looks crazy, releasing a powerful aura that forms a blood-red barrier, continuously expanding from him and strong enough to destroy the world. All twelve Warlocks and Sebastian are working hard to stop Demon Lord Gulas's power from going out of control.
"My lord, please calm down! Releasing the power of the demon realm endlessly like this will eventually consume you!" Enot urgently calls out.
However, Guilas seemed to not hear anyone's cries, nor did he pay attention to the situation around him, just continuously staring at the broken magic bracelet in his hand.
Suddenly, a clear female voice broke the tense atmosphere: "Guilas, how long has it been since we last met? You really look disheveled now."
Upon hearing this sound, the center of the blood-red barrier suddenly awakened, Guilas dropped the hand covering his face, and looked up at the rotating magic circle.
At this moment, the dark magic circle was unknowingly invaded by a dazzling golden light, gradually contending with the darkness for territory. The darkness fled in all directions as if facing a formidable enemy, but it could not escape and was purified by the golden light.
In the end, the barrier dissipated, and the dark lord's magic circle failed and backfired. The cost was that his own body became aged and his power was stripped away. The radiant sphere gradually dispersed, revealing a graceful woman in saintly attire with golden wavy hair cascading down. Her gaze overlooked everything, the only difference being that her pupils remained the same blood-red color as Guilas's.
Guilas stared blankly at the saint, then began to laugh wildly, tears of joy streaming down his face. "What's wrong? Guilas, did you just release the blood magic curse barrier and exhaust your magic, so now you're acting foolish?" the saint taunted.
Guilas stood up and charged towards saint. Saint raised his shining wand and cast a Light Barrier, but Guilas ignored it and used the dark magic to neutralize it, slowly advancing. " Guilas, what's gotten into you? Do you want to fight?"
"No... I don't want to fight," Guilas said, as he immediately unleashed a "Demon's Hand" from behind saint.
saint The power has not fully returned, and she felt defenseless. She thought to herself, "Am I going to lose again this time?" Suddenly, Guilas gently lifted her with a "demonic hand" and swung her into Guilas's embrace.
"Great, really great. I'm so lucky that you are a saint, Arya."
saint Originally still somewhat wary, but upon hearing the last three words, his attitude immediately softened. "Guilas, have you had enough yet? We are archenemies, have you forgotten?"
"Not enough. For the sake of saving Arya, I don't even want the demon realm anymore. Why would I still care about the archenemy of fate?"
This time, saint had nothing to say and could only let Guilas hold her tighter. She kept reminding herself that she was a saint and that she and Demon Lord Gulas were fated enemies. She couldn't soften her heart just because she, as a mortal Arya, had been raised by Guilas.
But for some reason, whenever she heard the Demon Lord call her Arya, she always unconsciously let her guard down.
But saint may not know that the name "Arya" was named by Guilas, and it has been closely connected to Guilas's soul since the moment of naming.
All twelve Warlock apostles were dumbfounded, and Sorcerer Squad leader Enot whispered, "So the one we have been carefully nurturing and taking care of is saint?"
Lilith also responded softly: "It should be, the magic circle that sealed Demon Lord Gulas seems to have caused significant damage to the body and soul of the saint, even tainting the reincarnation with the aura of the demon realm. No wonder the hair and eyes are the same as the Demon Lord's from birth. Even after returning to the identity of the saint, the eyes remain red, which is a clear indication."
In the days that followed, saint's fate with the Demon King came to an end.
Although saint still wasn't used to living in the Demon King's castle, there was still a strange sense of comfort in the familiar place from memory.
Since then, the expression and gaze of Demon Lord Gulas began to change, resembling that of a saint.
Several days later, saint gradually adapted to life in the ancient castle of Demon Lord Gulas. Although still somewhat unfamiliar with the place, she felt a sense of reassurance in the familiar locations from Arya's memories. Demon Lord Gulas, on the other hand, displayed different emotions upon saint's arrival.
One afternoon, as sunlight bathed the courtyard of the ancient castle, he watched saint practicing magic in the garden from a distance. His emotions, like the sunlight, gradually became clearer. He approached, gazing intently at her practicing magic, feeling both excitement and anticipation in his heart.
"Arya, your magic is becoming more and more exquisite," Guilas' voice rang out in the garden, full of praise.
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