Chapter 193: Desecration

If most demons prefer to plunder souls by killing, and the more unconventional succubi love to stir up mortal passions and lead them to corruption, then the cunning temptation demons favor using promises of power and wealth to lure their victims into destruction.
Temption demons prefer to deceive their opponents rather than fight directly. But this doesn’t mean they’re not skilled in combat—should their attempts at deception fail, they will launch fierce and terrifying attacks in anger.
Typically, temptation demons approach their opponents to cast confusion spells or commands to gain an opportunity to attack, then use the Chaos Hammer and Shadow Strike to injure their foes and end the battle.
If the opponent is too strong, temptation demons have the option to summon demons to fight for them once a day. Due to the chaos and uncertainty of the Abyssal Will, this ability, equivalent to a level-four spell, has a 50% chance of summoning four to ten minor demons or one to two Floe demons, with a 20% chance of summoning another powerful temptation demon.
Other abilities such as True Sight, Mirror Image, and Precise Teleportation are common among demons of this rank.
What delighted Donald the most was that, once a month, temptation demons could cast a Wish Spell on mortals.
This ability was said to fulfill any three wishes of a mortal. Of course, unless the wish involved creating more pain and disaster in the world, it would be fulfilled—otherwise, the demon’s wishes often meant deception and traps.
For example, if a mortal asked for an invulnerable body, the cunning temptation demon might transfer his soul into an immovable, rock-like body. Even if he became invulnerable, what’s the point of living as a lifeless statue?
Others might wish for endless gold and treasures, only for the temptation demon to teleport them to a dragon’s lair filled with riches, where they would face the dragon’s wrath before they could fully rejoice.
For any wish that was successfully fulfilled without traps, the temptation demon would demand that the wisher perform some extremely horrible evil act or offer a precious sacrifice as repayment and compensation.

Donald had read about wish magic in ancient texts—a powerful ability that only true gods and former archmages could wield, involving various laws such as fate, souls, and creation. Although the Temptation Demon originated from innate talent and he didn’t know much about it, possessing such an ability would greatly assist him in reaching the Golden, Legendary, or even higher realms, second only to gaining divinity itself. That’s why Donald was so interested in absorbing the power of this Temptation Demon, even at the risk of attracting the attention of a demon goddess like the Spider Queen.

Once he had drained the last drop of the Temptation Demon’s power, a demonic shadow reappeared behind Donald. The violent energy was almost uncontrollable, and it took great effort to suppress it temporarily. After packing away the now-withdrawn body of the Temptation Demon, Donald planned to teleport away with his teacher. However, unexpectedly, as soon as the Temptation Demon died, the Spider Queen sensed it. A scream came from the battlefield in the city, and a terrifying flame as thick as a giant python swept toward Donald and his teacher. The flame arrived swiftly, overwhelming and leaving little time to dodge. It was a flame imbued with divine power—though released by a clone possessed by a sliver of will, not by a true god, its power was reduced by many orders of magnitude. Yet even those below the Golden rank would die upon contact, and even Golden-level warriors could perish if not careful, or suffer severe injuries if they survived. If Donald had been an ordinary human mage, he would have been reduced to ashes long ago. At that critical moment, without time to think, Donald pulled his teacher and instantly teleported to the nearest coordinate. Emerging from a collapsed house in the north of the city and glancing at the owl on the tree beside him, Donald, who had just escaped, felt both fear and anger. He cursed in the direction of the Spider Queen’s clone, “You dead woman! Just killing one of your demons—why go to such extreme measures? Are you too long single and desperate for attention? Or are you too old and going through menopause?”

But he clearly forgot that although he was separated from the battlefield by half the city, the fighters there were no ordinary people. Coupled with his raised voice in anger, his words were heard word for word by those fighting. The once-fierce battle suddenly fell into a terrifying silence.

Then, the avatar of the Goddess of Agriculture let out a melodious, thunderous laugh. The fact that even this usually gentle and composed goddess could laugh so loudly showed just how hilarious the situation was. Even Lady Shadow, who was part of a temporary alliance, covered her mouth in laughter, clearly finding Donald’s classic sarcastic remarks amusing. The several powerful mortals present were also shocked, staring at Donald with utmost reverence. The magic swordswoman Carlisle laughed loudly and said, “Well done! As a man, you’re the first person I’ve admired in over a hundred years!” The Spider Queen, who already had a twisted and extreme personality and had long hated men—especially those who were strong and held higher status than women—was now insulted by a human man. Her avatar’s face veins bulged as she was too angry to speak, merely glaring fiercely at Donald. With the vision of a true god, the distance of half a city couldn’t block her gaze. Fury burned in her eyes as a powerful pressure erupted, instantly enveloping an area of ten miles around Scorpion Tail City. The Spider Queen was indeed unleashing her divine power; her heart was filled with rage, and she didn’t care to conserve her limited divine energy. Who would have thought that this human mage, who seemed like an insect in her eyes, would dare speak to her insolently and show such disrespect! “Blasphemy! You’re committing blasphemy!” The Spider Queen’s teeth clicked together as she finally managed to utter those words. In fact, Donald regretted his words afterward. How had he let those sarcastic remarks from his online arguments with those old maid and otaku girls slip out? One sentence had offended a powerful true god—a cruel evil goddess who loved to torment men. Just for momentary pleasure, he had brought himself such trouble. Now, the space around them was sealed off by the enraged goddess, rendering all teleportation spells useless. His plan to escape by using the power of the Enchanting Demon was clearly impossible anymore. A woman going crazy was already terrifying, let alone this enraged and powerful goddess. Even the three glorious gods, who always took it upon themselves to eradicate evil, would likely refrain from saying anything and wisely retreat far away upon seeing her current state. This showed just how deadly Donald’s sharp words from his past life could be!

But since he had already done it, Donald no longer regretted it; his stubborn nature took over. “So what if it’s a goddess? It’s just an avatar. With my and the teacher’s strength, we’ll wear you down!” So when the Spider Queen’s avatar abandoned its original two opponents and rushed toward them, Donald and his master were already prepared to deal with it. Since space was blocked, even the Spider Queen was restricted—she could only use flight to get there and couldn’t teleport instantly to that annoying human mage. Although she left the Night Goddess alone to face Eilien and the other opponents, if she didn’t eliminate this mortal who had defiled her, she would become a laughingstock among the gods, and her authority among her followers might even decline, weakening her divine power. Thus, not only to avenge the previous insult but also to uphold the dignity of her true god, the Spider Queen intended to torture this human to death and then throw his soul into the abyssal flames to burn for a thousand years before she could feel satisfied. “Come out! King of Eternity, Noddom!” Just as the Spider Queen charged fiercely, only a short distance away from Donald and the others, Donald suddenly shouted loudly. As his words faded, a brilliant light appeared, revealing a massive figure. “Roar…” Before the Spider Queen could stop, a breath laced with a roar hit her head-on. This was Donald’s trump card against an avatar of a true god like the Spider Queen—a level-10 unit he summoned: a bronze dragon of golden strength. Donald named this bronze dragon after one of the five great dragon gods in the history of magical beasts, the Bronze Dragon King who ruled time and fate. Summoning a giant dragon required far more soul power than an ordinary human, and since it was a level-10 unit summoned at once, even more power was needed—comparable to that of a hero. This wasn’t to say that heroes were weaker than such advanced units as dragons; rather, heroes had the advantage of growth. Initially summoned at level 5 with bronze-tier strength, they could grow stronger over time, even surpassing dragons of the same level. In contrast, although powerful units like dragons could also improve, their growth rate was far slower than that of heroes. Especially since dragons had long lifespans, most of their strength came from accumulated experience over time. Yet, the power of dragons was undeniable, giving Donald and his group more confidence in fighting against the Spider Queen’s avatar.