Xander's body had already crashed into the remaining iron walls. It was then he realized that the demon king he had been facing wasn't the true demon king.

Nevertheless, he still tried to resist. His hand slipped behind and grabbed a piece of iron, then plunged it into Alonzo's abdomen.

"No matter that my people are lower than yours, one's actions reflect the quality of their character before the Gods," Xander stared sharply at Alonzo. A faint wolfish face appeared beside his.

Alonzo calmly pulled out the iron lodged in his stomach. Standing tall, he closed his eyes as the wound slowly healed.

Xander wasn't surprised by this. Demonkind had a high rate of recovery. They were blood-bound, so even in injuries, blood couldn't linger long in their bodies.

Moreover, this time Alonzo was possessed by dark power. A power foretold since ten thousand years ago.

Quickly, Alonzo gripped Xander's face until his body hung in the air. "After I deal with them, I'll decide something for your life. Oh no, I'll decide something for your death."

Xander's body was thrown down, while Alonzo left Xander lying there. Even his severed tail was taken away by Alonzo.

Xander tried to sit and leaned against the prison wall. Before his form changed into a red-brick-colored wolf with his remaining tail. The prince was exhausted, making him unconscious.

***

Back to Isaura and Darius's location, in the demon palace court. Isaura had successfully cut the roots forming the walls, making it like a door.

Isaura looked up. "Darius, we did it. Let's go down."

But instead of getting an answer, Isaura was surprised to see Darius's face pale. Quickly, she approached and gently tapped his face. "Darius, wake up! Darius, what happened to you? Look, I've managed to open a way. You have to wake up, we have to get out of here."

The elf slowly opened his eyes. From his face, Isaura could tell that the man had lost a lot of strength. She forced a thin smile. "You did it, Isaura," he said softly.

"Yes, I did it. But you also have to overcome your weakness. I don't know what made you so weak like this. But we have to come back alive to finish the mission. Right?"

Darius nodded, trying to get up with Isaura's help. Once they reached the ground, Isaura immediately sat the elf under a tree.

Alonzo, who had just arrived, saw Isaura with her back turned to him. From his current position, he was sure the wizard didn't notice his presence. Therefore, Alonzo moved his hand, creating a puff of black smoke, then releasing it towards Isaura.

He smirked, imagining that Isaura wouldn't survive this.

Meanwhile, on the other side, in a place almost entirely shrouded in darkness. There was hardly any life except for a few large trees that had died. Evelyn and Eliot managed to land safely, although it couldn't be called a smooth landing. Evelyn immediately grabbed her elbow, which felt numb. "Ah, my elbow."

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Eliot underneath could only feel his body shattered. Their landing wasn't perfect. It was evident from their loss of ability to fly properly, having to fall piled up like this.

"Evelyn, I'm really going to die before completing the mission if you keep hovering over me," Eliot said with a small grin, trying to endure the pain.

The fire fairy, realizing it, immediately rose from Eliot's body. "Sorry, Eliot."

While Eliot tried to get up, Evelyn instead moved her eyes around. She continued to walk slowly amidst the unfamiliar surroundings. "Eliot, is this what they call Demonhold?"

Eliot, now standing, approached Evelyn. "It seems so. That's why our powers can't function here. We've reached a place we should never have visited. Demonhold."

Rumors about fairy powers or other holy powers not working in Demonhold were already known to them from the teachers in Elvendria. But they didn't expect to set foot in this place of wickedness today.

"Great, we're trapped here now. Then where should we look for Darius and Isaura? What if they're not here? Demonhold is vast, Eliot. It will take a long time to bring them back. Besides, how can we fight the demon kind if our powers don't even work?" Evelyn expressed her panic more.

Actually, Evelyn was one of the fairies with high self-confidence among the others. She dared to fight enemies alone, but being in a place where she couldn't even use her powers made her lose her courage.

Actually, Eliot was as panicked as Evelyn. However, he tried to hide it. Because if neither of them was calm, everything would be chaotic. "Not having powers doesn't mean we're dead, right? Besides, don't you have a strong ambition to be the best in Elvendria? If you give up at this point, how will you achieve your goals?"

All students in Elvendria knew that Evelyn was the most ambitious student. She was willing to do anything to be the best. That's why after Isaura came and joined their formation, Evelyn couldn't be soft on her.

The fire fairy rolled her eyes lazily. "Who said I'm going to give up? Even without magic, I can still fight and survive."

Silently, Eliot smiled. He had just boosted Evelyn's morale and self-confidence. He didn't mean to insult or expose her weakness at all.

At that moment, the wind blew fiercely. Some branches broke and fell. They realized someone was coming. Evelyn looked at Eliot. "The demon's scent is strong, they can sense our presence here."

"You said you could fight them," Eliot smirked.

Once again, Evelyn snorted. "I can indeed fight, but letting them find us deliberately is as good as suicide. I don't want to die in vain."

There was a moment of silence, no response. The sharp-eared elf then bowed down, touching the ground and sniffing it. "Evelyn, we can use this soil as camouflage."

Evelyn looked at Eliot and then began to gather some soil grains, sniffing them herself. "The scent is typical of Demonhold. They won't be able to sense our presence if our whole bodies are covered with soil, right?"

Eliot just nodded, but next, they were already smearing the soil grains all over their bodies, including their faces.

At this moment, they really looked like beggars in the human world. The sound of stepping on branches approached, making Evelyn and Darius reflexively hold their breath and turn towards the source of the sound.

It was a monster with a body that was just a black shadow, with red-colored eyes, two hornless horns on its head, long fangs, and toe fingers resembling fingers. Its size was similar to that of a typical fairy world creature, but its appearance could make anyone feel afraid.

The creature sniffed with its sense of smell, one hand gripping a large tree right where Evelyn and Eliot were hiding. It tightened its grip on the edge of Darius's clothing, frightened.

Until finally, the creature returned to its origin. No longer monitoring the two of them. Evelyn breathed a sigh of relief.

"Let's go, we have to find Darius and Isaura."

But when they emerged from hiding, unexpectedly the creature returned and attacked them. The demon stood in front of them with a terrifying grin. "It seems Demonhold has guests this time."