The endless snowfield covered the capital's sky, the white dome suspended like an unending glacier.

Above that pure white canopy, the snow rode on the raging wind, transforming into fierce snow dragons within the spirals, surging towards the tiny demon in the air.

Ten, a hundred, a thousand — the inverted sea of snow roared, forming countless inverted tornadoes that engulfed the entire sky in destruction.

Every snowflake contained steel-like magic power, and every cold wind was as sharp as a blade.

In this destruction-filled harsh winter, the demon transformed by the Key of Transformation let out a sharp scream.

No matter where he attempted to flash to, it was always the roaring blizzard greeting him; no matter how many layers of shield he stacked, they were instantly shattered in the obliterating spirals.

Running away—this choice never existed from the beginning.

The current power of the Key of Transformation, derived from the theft of prophecy, just like the berserk hero who lost his rationality, could not completely control this power beyond limits, maintaining the state of the Crowd Uniting Demon was already the limit.

Let alone now that he had lost consciousness, reduced to a pawn in the prophecy.

If he could truly master this power, it wouldn't have taken a month to conquer the half-ruined capital.

And now, the demon who leapt onto the track of destiny to fulfill the prophecy had only two choices: to advance desperately to the end, or to be crushed by the wheels of destiny.

In this seemingly unending blizzard, the demon charged left and right, constantly trying to escape the pursuit of the snow tornadoes, but never found a place of vitality.

Meanwhile, on the ground, one flash of light after another occasionally lit up—those were magical attacks from the capital's army. Perhaps these radiances couldn't harm the demon, but they further compressed his evasive space, forcing him into an even more inescapable dead-end.

"——Prince, is it really okay?" In the distance, an officer asked anxiously.

His gaze pierced through the snowstorm, looking towards that towering snow peak, his tone full of hesitation: "Ignoring the capital's safety to help that demon king... Is this really appropriate?"

"Ah, it was my order."

[Prince's Rank]

D13=d13(7)=7

The Seventh Prince, standing at the forefront of the team, glanced back at him, his gaze calm and resolute.

"After all, whether we participate in the rescue or not, the collapse of the capital is difficult to avoid, right? In that case, why not take this opportunity to help her, the unknown one, take revenge against the hateful Black Gate."

"Besides, that is not the demon king." His words were firm, "She saved the people of this city. We may not be able to repay this great favor appropriately, but at the very least, we should show her the spirit of the kingdom's people now!"

In the vast sky, the radiance of magic bloomed again.

The meticulously prepared magic of the capital's professionals exploded one after another, transforming into streams of light across the sky, delaying the demon's steps.

Upon the firmament, the dragon serpents composed of a thousand winds and snow churned and entangled, constantly vying for the single prey—the Crowd Uniting Demon.

Even though it was formed by stealing elements from subordinates and many citizens through the Key of Transformation, possessing the stamina and magic power of tens of thousands,

after its connection to the world was completely severed, that enormous power became like water without a source. Its struggle gradually weakened, and even the densely packed pupils began to show the light of fear.

After another round of violent assault, the demon finally exhausted its strength under the snowstorm's siege,

In the next moment, dozens of roaring tornadoes reached out from the snowfield above, thoroughly engulfing the Key of Transformation from all sides.

After several tens of seconds of tornado biting, the demon's massive body plummeted from the sky, crashing heavily onto the mixed streets of the new and old, adding another scar to the already battered capital.

Despite this, the demon still did not die.

It released magic power that remained fierce, letting out a sharp and crazed laugh, struggling to stand from the rubble.

[Key of Transformation (Crowd Uniting Demon, Pantheon Mage, Key of the Door)]

Strength: 217

Agility: 73 (-148)

Constitution: 102

Intelligence: 284

Perception: 556

Charm: 176

[Round 9 (Magic Potion Effect Remaining: 3, Ritual Completion Remaining: 5[Stop])]

[Origin of Destiny (Shattering of Prophecy, No Guarantee)]

D972=d972(20)=20

[Holy Mother Peak (Mountain Building Movement +23)]

D704=d704(280)=280

[Extreme Failure of Origin of Destiny]

[Activate Skill: Carnival Horn?]

1. Yes

2. No ♛

D2=d2(2)=2

→☆→☆→☆→✧←★←★←★←

The rampage of the snow tornadoes subsided, and the falling snow became sparse, and a thread of calm returned to the world.

The Big Snake raised its head proudly and silently standing in the capital.

The Winged People flew high around her, chanting ancient songs, while the White Snake and Gleaming Scale Serpent, the two Fantasy Species from the world of ice and snow, were fully releasing their own magic power, assisting their monarch in guiding the final judgment.

Yet the Seventh Prince did not relax his vigilance, he locked onto the fallen demon, raising his hand to give the command.

"Continue the pursuit——"

"Your Highness…"

Before the full command could be issued, a reminder from the attendant beside him made him look up, his expression turning speechless.

And the Crowd Uniting Demon also lifted its head at this time, facing the flickering emerald green snake eyes like a malefic star high in the air, the laughter came to an abrupt halt.

The sky was spinning.

No, it wasn't the sky, but that snowfield covering the firmament.

This canopy made of snow was spinning like a giant vortex.

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