The livestream camera began to move slowly.
From an overwhelmingly oppressive angle, it showcased the magnificent military might of the Demon Race.
Roars that shook the heavens erupted.
One after another, grotesque magical beasts, each the size of a mountain, let out howls at the camera that made countless people before their screens feel their guts turn to ice.
Countless demon warriors let out a unified battle cry, their voices converging into a torrent of destruction.
A demon general caught on instantly, stepping forward.
With just a snap of his fingers in the air, millions of demon warriors simultaneously raised their weapons.
Chu Tian casually raised a hand, as if he felt this wasn’t enough.
With a “crack”, a mountain peak split open from the middle, the cut surface smooth as a mirror.
The upper half of the mountain slid down with a thunderous roar, triggering a violent earthquake.
A hideous purple lightning spear descended from the sky, piercing straight through a towering peak in the distance.
Another demon general merely exhaled gently.
A visible frost-white cold wave swept across the land.
A surging river froze into solid ice within three breaths, its flowing posture preserved intact.
That world-destroying might caused every human strongman who saw this scene to turn ashen-faced.
If this army truly invaded, they simply couldn’t resist!
On the streets, panic spread.
Countless human children watching the live broadcast burst into loud wails right then and there, terrified by the demonic shadows and hideous laughter.
Screams, cries, and desperate prayers echoed in every corner of the human world.
“Annoyance Value +17”
“Annoyance Value +12”
“Annoyance Value +101”
The notifications flooded in like a tidal wave.
Chu Tian stood before the demon army, feeling the astronomical amount of annoyance value crashing into his mind like a waterfall bursting its dam, converging into a torrent of numbers in his system account.
“Current Annoyance Value: 280 million…”
Although the annoyance value gained from individual sources wasn’t huge, it was facing a live broadcast across the entire continent.
Billions of humans contributed their purest fear and anger to him at the same time.
The smile on Chu Tian’s lips grew even more sinister, but beneath the overwhelming demonic aura, no one could see the glint of calculation deep in his eyes.
It was enough.
The annoyance value he had just gained was sufficient to exchange for law-level items in the system shop that could completely transform barren land, along with countless highly adaptable crop seeds.
The fundamental reason for the Demon Race’s invasion of humans was solved by him in this almost threatening manner, so easily.
With internal issues resolved, only the other one remained.
***
The next day.
In the human kingdom’s Holy City, inside the Saintess Tower.
Su Nian had heeded the “suggestion” of that subordinate of Chu Tian’s and returned here.
In her identity as the Star-Moon Saintess and as the strongest being in the human world, she prepared to lead humanity in response to the Demon Race’s magnificent invasion.
At this moment, she felt a little suspicious.
Could Chu Tian, after becoming the Demon King, really have changed his heart?
Did he want to unify the continent and become the king of the world?
The first thing this guy did after becoming the Demon King was threaten the entire world.
That overwhelming demonic aura, that world-destroying might…
She figured that his ability to absorb negative emotions must be making him much stronger.
She also had to prepare two plans.
If that horned demon bastard really dared to lead the Demon Race to attack, she wouldn’t go easy on him.
Just as the entire human world was shrouded in the shadow of war, the Demon King Chu Tian started another global livestream.
In all cities, the magic crystals and all private magic phones—after a screech of electric current—were forcibly taken over by an irresistible law force.
The screen lit up.
The boundless demon army stood in pitch-black formation at the border of the human kingdom.
It was a million-strong army in the flesh, a steel flood of cold armor and grotesque magical beasts.
Black banners blotted out the sun and sky, dyeing the heavens with a layer of despair.
The clouds of war pressed heavily on every heart, almost making it impossible to breathe.
This time, Chu Tian didn’t laugh wildly.
He stood silently before the massive army.
The overwhelming demonic aura behind him condensed into an even more solid and terrifying phantom of a Demon God.
The phantom lowered its gaze, overlooking the entire world before the screen.
He proposed a condition to all of humanity.
“As long as you allow the Star-Moon Saintess, Su Nian, to visit the Demon Realm as a guest… I can represent the Demon Race and sign a three-hundred-year non-aggression peace treaty with humanity.”
The words fell.
The entire world seemed to press pause.
The expressions of the nobles in the emergency meeting at the royal palace froze.
The crowds running and crying on the streets stopped.
The believers kneeling in prayer in the churches stiffened.
After a brief, suffocating silence, a storm of public opinion swept across the world.
Those commoners and high-ranking officials who had once worshipped Su Nian as a deity, cheering for her and weeping for her, found their scales tipping violently under the absolute fear of war capable of destroying everything and the immense temptation of three hundred years of peace.
Inside the Holy City, the atmosphere turned strange.
In a crowded tavern, the air was hot and sticky.
A portly wealthy merchant held his wine glass, his hand trembling slightly.
He wiped the sweat from his forehead and finally couldn’t hold back, carefully opening his mouth:
“For… for three hundred years of human peace… could we… perhaps make the Holy Lady endure a little hardship?”
His voice was very soft, but in the deathly silent tavern, it was crystal clear.
‘Clink.’
Someone’s wine glass slipped, fell to the ground, and shattered into pieces, but no one paid any attention.
All eyes were fixed on that merchant.
“Yeah!”
A tall, thin man beside him immediately chimed in, his voice nine times sharper: “The Demon King probably wouldn’t dare to actually do anything to the Holy Lady, right? Maybe it’s just… just that he admires the Holy Lady and wants to invite her to the Demon Realm as a guest!”
“That’s right! A guest!”
“The Demon King is also a man; admiring the Holy Lady’s beauty is normal!”
“The Holy Lady has always been merciful. She will definitely sacrifice herself for all of us, won’t she?”
A voice rang out, carrying a hint of uncertain moral.
That sentence lit the fuse.
“My child is still so young! I don’t want him to die under the iron hooves of the Demon Race!” A woman suddenly stood up, her eyes red-rimmed, her voice choked with tears, sharply cutting through the false calm of the tavern.
“Exactly! Otherwise, if the Demon King really attacks, how many people will die! My child… I don’t want that!”
From whispered murmurs to open discussion, and then to self-righteous appeals, various voices arose from every corner of the city.
These remarks flowed from all directions of the city toward the towering Saintess Tower.
Of course, there were also countless people who fiercely opposed it.
The students of Red Maple Magic Academy were the first to react.
They spontaneously took to the streets, their young faces flushed with anger.
They held up banners reading “Swear to defend the Holy Lady’s dignity” and confronted the crowds advocating “sacrifice” in intense clashes, shouting and arguing.
Amy, Lise, and the companions from Magic Feather Fantasy used their influence across the continent to speak out on various channels, using the harshest words to denounce this unheard-of, shameless betrayal.
But their voices were too weak.
Under the heavy hat of “three hundred years of peace,” amidst the cries of “for the children” and “for the future,” all their struggles seemed insignificant.
They were even surrounded by those driven mad by fear, who pointed at them and cursed.
“Easy for you to say!”
“It’s not your family dying!”
Su Nian stood at the highest point of the Saintess Tower.
She quietly watched the increasingly large crowd forming in the square below.
They held up all kinds of signs.
“Holy Lady! We beg you, for the sake of all living beings under heaven, for the sake of our children, accept the Demon King’s request!”
“We are willing to build temples for you for generations, to offer incense to your divine statue day and night, and sing praises of your great sacrifice!”
Below the Saintess Tower, wave after wave of voices surged.
Those pleas, expectations, and even self-righteous voices mixed into a filthy torrent, crashing against the cold stone walls of the tower, trying to drown this sacred high tower.
Su Nian stood barefoot at the highest floor, in front of the floor-to-ceiling window.
The cold obsidian floor sent a chill from her feet through her entire body, but it couldn’t suppress the strange heat rising and burning within her.
She wore a silk gown, meant to be languid and comfortable, but now it clung tightly to her slightly sweaty back.
She didn’t look down at the dense crowds in the square.
She just listened quietly.
That horned demon bastard.
That man who, as soon as he became the new Demon King, couldn’t wait to announce his ownership to the whole world.
Su Nian’s fingertips unconsciously curled…
Of course she understood.
That big bad guy had never really intended to invade the human world from the start.
This continent-wide livestream intimidation, this war cloud of a million demon army pressing down on the border—from beginning to end, it was all for one purpose.
For her.
To turn her, this lofty goddess, into his exclusive possession in front of the eyes of the world.
Was she going to become the horned demon master’s captive again?
The moment that thought surfaced, Su Nian’s heart uncontrollably skipped a beat.
A faint, almost imperceptible ripple spread deep in her heart lake.
But being treated by those she had once protected and who had worshipped her as a commodity to be traded for peace, being offered up as a sacrifice by them—this feeling of being abandoned and betrayed still made her very unhappy.
She slowly closed her sky-blue eyes.
In an instant, the noise of the outside world receded like a tide.
Vast divine power flowed silently like mercury.
Her perception extended infinitely, piercing through high walls and secret chambers, illuminating every dark corner of this Holy City.
She “saw” those nobles who had once groveled before her, now hiding in secret rooms draped with heavy velvet curtains, swirling the scarlet liquid in their glasses, conducting dirty deals.
A fat, bloated duke’s voice was filled with barely suppressed excitement: “A woman is just a woman! Even if she is a goddess, if it can buy three hundred years of peace for humanity, this deal… it’s too good a bargain!”
“Hurry! Send someone to contact the Demon Race’s envoy! Tell them we agree in principle! See if the conditions can be… negotiated further?”
Another voice rang out sharply, carrying a merchant’s shrewdness and greed: “For instance, can we add another fifty years? Or let the Demon Race open up some mining trade rights?”
A lavishly dressed woman lowered her voice, her face carrying an ambiguous and jealous expression: “I heard… that this Holy Lady and that new Demon King… have known each other for a long time… their relationship is… unthinkable…”
These filthy words made Su Nian’s brow furrow slightly.
This was the humanity she had once risked her life to protect.
In the face of absolute interest and fear, so-called faith and dignity were laughably cheap.
Of course, not everyone was like this.
Her perception swept over the base of Red Maple Magic Academy.
Those young faces were flushed with anger, clashing fiercely with the crowds advocating “sacrifice.”
Her companions Amy and Lise were using the influence of “Magic Feather Fantasy” to speak out on various channels, denouncing this shameless betrayal.
Some upright knights and mages also drew their weapons, standing silently at the base of the Saintess Tower, forming a last line of defense.
Their eyes were firm, expressing their determination to resist to the death.
But these voices were too weak.
Under the grand moral kidnapping of “for all living beings under heaven” and “for the future of humanity,” their resistance was easily drowned and torn apart.
Just as Su Nian’s emotions were tangled.
“Ding!”
A loud, clear system notification exploded in her mind.
Line after line of golden text, exuding a deadly temptation, slowly floated in her vision like an oracle.
[Ultimate Mission: The Demon King’s Bride.]
[Description: Become the Demon King’s possession in the body of a goddess, accepting the gaze and humiliation of the entire world.]
[Reward: 100 million Humiliation Value.]
[Special Reward: Unlock “World Travel” authority…]
Su Nian’s breath caught.
Return to Blue Star—that homeland she had buried deep in her memories long ago, but had never truly forgotten.
And furthermore…
Becoming the Demon King’s bride… becoming the horned demon master’s possession…
Under that sacred, icy radiance, Su Nian’s cheeks uncontrollably flushed a thin layer of red, which quickly spread to her earlobes, burning hot.
Under the gaze of the entire world…
Though humiliating but thinking of that man’s domineering, irresistible possessiveness, his dark eyes that always burned with the desire to conquer, his scorching body temperature and heavy breaths… and his thick, strong, useful body…
Though shameful.
A familiar longing surged from deep within her body, a desire that made her want to curl up in shame.
Perhaps…
This was the ending she wanted.
Just thinking about it made her heart race and face flush, her body growing weak.
And in her heart, she vividly pictured a scene—
As the Holy Lady who had saved the world, revered by tens of thousands, amidst everyone’s betrayal and pleas, she was forced, helplessly, step by step, to walk toward the Demon King standing before the million-strong demon army.
Then, in front of the whole world, he would wrap his arms around her waist and, with an undeniable kiss, declare his ownership.
Afterward, he would take her back to his cold, dark Demon King’s Palace.
There, she would be powerfully conquered by this man and become his bride.
Maybe… she should just offer herself to the Demon King?