Chapter 60: The Enforcer! Codename Demon Lord

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Luosu, scorched by divine fire, had not perished but writhed in agony, unable to extinguish the godly flames consuming him. His face was ghostly pale as he clutched his chest and violently coughed up a mouthful of black blood, eyes filled with despair.

"Damn divine devotees!"

"That brat got away. Bailu, send your demons after him—and bring him back alive!"

Bailu sneered with disdain as she glanced at Luosu. Throughout the ordeal, she had merely observed for amusement, showing no intention of aiding him.

"I told you, don't order me around—I’m not your subordinate!"

Luosu narrowed his eyes. "You don’t have to go, but anyone on the list could be the Tarot’s target. Don’t forget why you came here today."

Bailu clicked her tongue and snapped her fingers. From within the stomach of the Pocket Demon, several Torture Demons burst forth, joining the Undead Hounds in pursuit of Ren Jie’s fleeing direction.

Any demon swallowed by the Pocket Demon could be summoned by Bailu at will.

Luosu grinned savagely, "Indulge in your fear all you want. Your dread will become the very sustenance these demons crave in their dreams!"

The Azure Ghost Demon prepared to act, intent on slaughtering all the demon suppression officers present.

But at that moment, the Pocket Demon’s body began to swell and distort, as if something inside threatened to burst out.

Agony filled its eyes.

Bailu’s expression shifted abruptly; she leapt back and hurried away.

The next instant, the Pocket Demon was cleaved from head to toe by a searing sword light that tore through the darkness, slicing through the entwined Heavenly Centipede Demon and rending the Azure Ghost Demon engulfed in divine flames nearly in half.

The blazing sword light cascaded like autumn waters, even splitting a distant building diagonally in two.

The formless Pocket Demon was slain by the blade, dissolving into a black mist. Bailu spat blood, her face drained of vitality.

The demon suppression headquarters, previously trapped in a nightmare’s hold, reappeared.

There stood Shen Ci at the gate, radiating the terrifying aura of a peak fifth-tier corporeal realm warrior. Behind him loomed a gigantic spectral sword orchid, emanating astonishing sword energy sharp as needles.

At this moment, the burning city of Jincheng reflected in Shen Ci’s eyes, his chest ablaze with fury.

“Luosu, you truly dare!”

“Today, I, Shen Ci, will cut you down with my sword—no mercy, no surrender!”

Luosu laughed madly, eyes wild with frenzy.

“Hahaha, too late! It’s all too late! Jincheng is the vessel—tonight it will sink. In the face of such overwhelming forces, you, a mere Shen Ci, are nothing. Neither am I, Luosu!”

“Tremble under the might of the Demon Lord’s executioner! This world will be ours, sooner or later!”

Shen Ci’s expression darkened; damn it!

Was this assault personally orchestrated by the Demon Lord?

The Demon Lord has come to Jincheng?

It must be understood that the Tarot has 21 executioners, each with their own codename. The Demon Lord is one of them, deriving his title from the “Devil” card in the Tarot.

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All executioners obey the orders of the Tarot’s leader, the Fool, for this organization was his creation.

He is the master of the Abyssal Demon Domain.

Each executioner possesses terrifying strength, and their appearances are always accompanied by calamity.

Damn it, was Ren Jie exposed?

Do they know Ren Jie is the Third Demon Son?

No! Impossible! If they were certain, the Tarot would not make such a grand upheaval but would strike directly.

That means they are still uncertain…

Where is Ren Jie? Where is he?

No matter the cost today, Ren Jie must be protected at all costs. He must not fall into the Abyssal Demon Domain.

It concerns the fate of humanity!

“Take care of yourself first!”

“Divine Transformation: Gentleman Orchid!”

At this moment, Shen Ci activated his divine transformation without hesitation, radiating a dazzling celestial light. With one hand, he grasped a jade-green longsword.

The sword orchid’s phantom behind him exploded suddenly, countless leaves transforming into sword light.

“Ming Cui!”

A series of clear, resonant sword rings echoed through Jincheng’s night sky, all sword lights striking directly at Luosu.

Luosu gritted his teeth, “Is that all you have?”

“Demon Transformation: Netherworld Ghost King!”

An intense battle erupted before the demon suppression headquarters. Thanks to Shen Ci breaking the nightmare’s hold, the trapped demon suppression officers were freed and spread throughout Jincheng to subdue demons. The situation finally eased somewhat…

Meanwhile, Ren Jie was flung over a thousand meters by Ye Huai’s power, crashing violently into a burning high-rise.

Not long after, the building collapsed…

Amid the blazing ruins, Ren Jie, in his demon transformation, stepped out of the inferno. His clothes burned away, endless flames converged upon him. His skin bore fiery cloud patterns glowing red as the flames frantically healed his wounds.

His left arm was empty; the mechanical arm had been crushed, only a few fragments remaining on his shoulder, blood seeping from the joint…

The demon transformation ceased. Ren Jie stood amid the rubble, gazing toward the demon suppression headquarters, his heart torn with unbearable pain, as if it would explode.

He still refused to believe Ye Yue was truly gone, erased from the world.

They had joked together that very day, chatted on their phones just last night…

She had dreams of her own, loved her work as a demon suppression officer, and was willing to pour all her passion into it…

Yet she died saving him. Was it worth it? Truly worth it?

I, so selfish, am I really worthy of having you entrust your dreams to me?

Ren Jie stood silently as tears slid down his face without a sound…

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Near the ruins, many desperate civilians gathered. Seeing Ren Jie, they swarmed to him, clutching his arm, shaking him while crying in despair.

“Please save my mother! She’s still trapped in the rubble…”

“I recognize you—you’re Ren Jie. I saw you on TV! Please save my sister, I beg you…”

Ren Jie merely stood still, his gaze filled with suffering.

“The price... has been paid…”

At this moment, the cost of the Flame Demon stabbed at Ren Jie’s heart like a nightmare.

He suddenly recalled what Wei Pingsheng once told him: people… cannot all be saved…

With a hoarse voice, Ren Jie said,

“Sorry… I am not a god. I cannot save everyone. Today… I am also one of those who need saving…”

“Rumbling!”

At the street corner, the ground shook as several Torture Demons charged with a pack of Undead Hounds toward Ren Jie.

The surrounding crowd screamed in terror and scattered.

Ren Jie clenched his teeth. Each demon charging at him was beyond his ability to handle.

He had just reached the peak of his awakening, and it had been less than five days since. There had been no time to grow stronger.

But this world was merciless.

At this moment, determination filled Ren Jie’s eyes!

He was even resolved to unleash the power of the Great Demon…

He could not die here.

How else could he justify Ye Yue’s sacrifice to save him?

Just as Ren Jie prepared to activate it, three massive, grotesque Soul-Eating Demons came crashing from the side, their bodies writhing with horrifying human faces.

They collided headlong into the pack of Undead Hounds, tearing into the Torture Demons.

The demons began slaughtering each other.

Upon closer inspection, thin threads, like strands of hair, were entwined around those Soul-Eating Demons…

Before Ren Jie could react, the roar of an engine rang out.

A figure clad in a white tight leather suit, wearing a cat-ear helmet, riding a heavy engine motorcycle, swept around the corner.

The motorcycle screeched as it skidded to a 180-degree stop before Ren Jie, tires smoking.

The rider planted a foot, removed the helmet, revealing an exquisitely beautiful face as she looked at Ren Jie.

The seasoned pilot: Nuo Yan.