Published: March 2, 2025
Although the golden armor and Number Three were not on good terms, under the lord sovereign's orders, the two could only maintain a state of coexistence.
The lord sovereign commanded them to meet with the spirit of the demon lord, which meant both of them would go and return together—no matter how much the spirit of the demon lord favored Number Three, it was impossible for him to harm the golden armor in the slightest.
Of course, the golden armor, having returned to the Demon Palace, should not entertain any plans of trouble. The lord sovereign sending these two to meet the spirit of the demon lord also implied a need for mutual vigilance.
After all, both were willing to do so, weren't they?
After exiting the palace complex, Number Three immediately began to dash ahead, and the golden armor followed closely behind. Soon, they arrived at the teleportation exit.
Number Three was the first to dive in, with the golden armor closely following. Once they stood still again, they had already appeared on the mainland of Earth.
During this time, they did not exchange a word, merely setting up a few barriers to isolate their perception around them. Soon, their bodies soared, and moments later, they arrived next to the isolation barrier surrounding the outer layer of Earth.
Number Three and the golden armor rummaged through their Spatial Rings, and after a moment, they pulled out the token representing their identity as treasure land guardians. As the two pressed the token against the isolation barrier, the barrier flickered and quickly opened a passage for one person to pass through.
The external starlight was brilliant, and the massive Demon Palace floated in the distance, faintly visible. The golden armor’s breath caught in his throat, and when he regained his senses, he found Number Three already dashing towards the distant Demon Palace like a mad dog.
“Phew…”
The golden armor exhaled with an ugly expression and immediately chased after him.
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In the city on the first layer of the Demon Palace, the golden armor and Number Three met the current person in charge of the Demon Palace—the spirit of the demon lord.
The new palace that the spirit had constructed was quite grand, with intricate sculptures lining the interiors. Upon closer inspection, the sculptures seemed to depict events from before the great upheaval of Lirada, and the spirit of the demon lord sat high upon the Black Iron Throne, looking clean and tidy, devoid of the gray mist that used to surround him.
Having stepped from the shadows to the forefront.
At this moment, the spirit no longer needed to conceal his identity.
As soon as he saw the spirit, Number Three dashed to his side, showering him with flattery, exclaiming how he missed him, saying things like “My lord, I’ve missed you so much” and “I want to go home and be by your side,” like a lapdog licking its master.
The spirit also smiled, seemingly enjoying the attention, until the golden armor cleared his throat a couple of times, finally bringing an end to this eye-watering scene.
“I come on behalf of the lord sovereign. I heard the spirit of the demon lord wishes to meet with the sovereign; may I ask what the matter is?”
The golden armor wisely refrained from mentioning that the spirit of the demon lord lacked the courage to meet the sovereign in person, while the spirit did not directly admit his cowardice. He looked at the golden armor and spoke gently.
“I wish to ask the sovereign to remove the isolation barriers at layers 998 and 999 of the Demon Palace. Now, I believe it is time to resolve the trouble of the demon lord.”
“As we discussed before, I will kill the demon lord, and the Heavenly Gifted Stone will belong to the sovereign; I only want Earth.”
The initial agreement was essentially a process of sharing spoils, with both the sovereign and the spirit of the demon lord taking what they needed, collaborating seamlessly.
But for the two cunning old foxes, what cooperation could there possibly be in this world!