In the next moment, even before Lynn could react, Hillena quickly started to run.
In almost an instant, the two arrived at the gates of the city shrouded by the Divine Tree.
It seemed as if they had long foreseen the arrival of a mysterious traveler today, as the towering city gates slightly opened at that moment, revealing a gap just large enough for one person to pass through.
Hillena was carrying Lynn, her whole being tense, ready to retreat at any moment.
After all, on this cursed land, any seemingly safe shelter could hide danger.
She dared not be sure whether the beings inside this city were the same as the Demons they had encountered before.
"Don’t be afraid." At this moment, Lynn’s voice sounded in her ear, carrying a reassuring steadiness, "I will observe the surroundings. If something’s wrong, I’ll tell you right away."
Hearing this, a ripple flashed through Hillena’s eyes.
A month of sharing life and death had already bestowed upon her an inexplicable trust in Lynn, so as long as he was by her side, even if the road ahead led to the abyss, she was unafraid at this moment.
Thinking of this, Hillena slightly raised the corners of her mouth and stepped through the city gate.
At the same time, Lynn, who was hanging on Hillena, braced himself, for this place had never been mentioned in the original novel, and he could only adopt a defensive stance.
Once inside, the scene within the city caused both of them to freeze; they saw hundreds of women with purple skin lined up neatly, with single horns on their foreheads, and their exposed skin engraved with mysterious runes.
What was most surprising was that these warriors were entirely female, each with a beautiful appearance, yet holding cold, gleaming weapons, exuding killing intent.
"Not a single man, is this a Daughter Country?"
Lynn muttered softly, narrowing his eyes in alertness.
Hillena was just about to open her mouth to greet them when suddenly, a sudden change occurred!
These obviously non-human women suddenly shouted in unison, their weapons hitting the ground heavily, the deafening sound of metal clashing echoed between the city walls.
At the pinnacle of the tense atmosphere, an even more bizarre occurrence happened—they seemed to see something terrifying, their faces turning pale instantly.
The next second, hundreds of valiant female warriors fell to their knees in unison, their foreheads pressed tightly to the ground, their bodies trembling uncontrollably, and the weapons in their hands clattered to the ground, making crisp collision sounds.
Hillena felt utterly confused.
"Priest Grandmother, did you say that a very important guest is coming to us today?"
The Demon Clan girl, Nora, looked up and asked the Priest standing at the forefront of the line. At this time, almost all the city’s residents had gathered at the city gate, watching the ancient gate with both nervousness and curiosity. As descendants of the Demon Clan living in isolation, they had lived in this cursed city for generations, never having seen outsiders.
Due to the nature of their kind, they had extremely long lifespans, which meant they didn’t even need normal reproduction to maintain their population size and numbers.
At this moment, the young Priest wearing a robe gently caressed the Moonlight Pendant on her chest: "According to the prophecy on the city’s stone tablet, a traveler will arrive today to liberate us from our predicament."
For this day, she didn’t know how many long years she had waited, but her belief never wavered.
Even if the prophecy mentioned that the savior who could rescue them was actually an accursed one like them, cursed by the gods.
"According to the Divine Tree’s guidance, those travelers from the Otherworld will arrive in our lands today."
The Priestess’s eyes carried a hint of hope, mixed with some unease.
"Should we show them what we can do?"
A fully armed Demon Clan woman tightly gripped her Shadow Spear, despite her exquisite beauty, the battle instincts etched in her blood made her hostile to any outsiders, even if this one was the prophesied savior.
Before the Priest could answer, the sound of footsteps at the city gate caught everyone’s attention.
They saw a young girl in Secret Silver Armor carrying a black-clad boy gradually entering.
This combination was beyond all their expectations, a seemingly frail girl carrying an ailing companion.
And this is supposed to be the legendary savior?
Sighting this, the Demon Clan female warrior earlier let out a scornful laugh and suddenly struck her spear heavily to the ground.
Hundreds of warriors simultaneously let out earth-shattering war cries, the sound of weapons hitting the ground deafening. This was a tactic commonly used by their kind, enough to frighten those with insufficient willpower.
In fact, they also meant to give Lynn and Hillena a tough start.
Because in their view, if they couldn’t handle even this, then the so-called savior might just be a complete hoax.
They certainly wouldn’t believe that such a worthless being could save them, bringing them light and a future.
Yet the next second, as the black-clad boy lifted his head—
All sounds halted abruptly.
In fact, Lynn merely looked at the crowd in confusion, without any intent.
But the Demon Clan female warrior who had led the provocation had her pupils suddenly constrict under Lynn’s gaze, feeling a shiver from the depths of her bloodline as if facing the legendary Abyss Dominator, her knees buckled uncontrollably, and her weapon clanged to the ground.
This overwhelming pressure quickly spread, and in no time, the Demon Clan descendants along the entire street were kneeling on the ground, even the young Priestess felt immense pressure, barely maintaining her remaining dignity.