As the judge of this trial, he knew clearly that Ethan was completing a test paper unique to him.
However, Behemoth’s desolation was quickly interrupted.
The sun hanging above him underwent a transformation, black and white intertwined, eventually merging into a strange dark red color that filled the sky with a red hue, and... those presences that seemed to have existed in the sky from the very beginning.
Countless eyes, densely packed together, occupying almost all the dark parts, leaving nothing invisible from their gaze.
This scene satisfied Behemoth’s imagination; the demons have always believed that their master was watching over them. Yet at this moment, his heart was not filled with joy, but with overwhelming fear and discomfort.
Behemoth immediately closed his eyes.
Just one glance was enough for him to hear the sound of sanity shattering, with insane thoughts incessantly gnawing at his heart, evolving into desires for self-harm and destruction, as if only by doing so could they meet the master’s expectations of them.
But even closing his eyes did not stop the madness from creeping in.
Behemoth heard the sound of something very close—it was the sound of bookshelves shaking, with all the books on them rejoicing at that moment.
The master was very excited.
The change in its mood started to affect everything here.
The books on the shelves vibrated as an ink-like liquid streamed out from the books continuously.
Ethan had passed the trial.
As a judge, Behemoth considered this outcome conclusive.
By agreement, he would help Ethan and Lindong leave this place, helping them return to the Bottomless Abyss of the Earth.
The ritual had ended, and the new chosen one would ascend to the throne.
But now, the master didn’t seem to intend to stop the trial, and Behemoth could sense that great changes were also happening in the dungeon.
Indeed, that was the case.
The people in the dungeon walked out onto the streets because of the anomaly in the sky, and everyone saw the rapidly corroding sun.
The golden glory tainted with darkness, turning the entire sky into an ominous dark red.
Following this, an intense discomfort engulfed them.
Symptoms began to appear on their bodies, some quickly, some slowly, and eventually even the most staunch devotees couldn’t escape it.
Under the illumination of the dark red glow, the patterns on the devotees’ bodies responded involuntarily.
The burning pain originating from the depths of their souls ate away at their consciousness, causing their vision to blur, the inescapable pain driving them mad, yet also making them hear a voice from afar, a voice whispering to them, guiding them, telling them that as long as they offered their souls to the black sun, all pain would be driven away and they would attain true peace.
It was an unprecedented feeling, merging as one with their faith.
The whispers filled the frenzied devotees with ecstatic joy, enduring the pain as they moved towards the altar.
The dark red light converged upon the altar, opening a door to tranquility for them.
The hissing sound came from within the mansion, her breathing growing more and more rapid, as closing her eyes couldn’t stop the mad thoughts from overwhelming her.
She rolled up her sleeves, the patterns on her arms emitting an eerie glow.
"It’s okay, I have plenty of time to wait you out."
In the center of the array, Lilith shrugged her shoulders, she too keeping her eyes tightly shut, as it was the only way to block out the dark red sun.
But unlike these humans, high-ranking demons weren’t initially part of the "sacrifice" lineup.
"As a human, you have done quite well already. If given more time, perhaps you could discover even more."
Lilith said leisurely, even with her eyes closed, she could guess the state of the hissing sound at this moment, "How about it, are your eyes starting to bleed? Next will be your ears and nose. If it reaches the point of coughing up blood, it will be too late."
"Miss Keroy, peck her!"
Under extreme pain, the hissing sound became hysterical.
Her vision had long been stained with blood red, taken from her with just one glance at the dark red sun.
A sharp screech responded to the hissing sound, followed by the flapping of wings.
Lilith’s tone lost its composure, she screamed, "You damned stupid bird, stop pecking at my hair!"
She had no idea where this bird came from, or why it was unaffected by the dark red sun.
What’s worse was due to the special nature of the array, what was summoned was her true form, and each peck from the big bird landed authentically on her body.
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"Make this stupid bird go away!"
"Ha! Well done, Miss Keroy, peck her eyes, peck her eyes out too!"
The hissing sound, face covered, was like a crazed zealot, shouting madly.
She wanted to see whether she would cough up blood first, or whether Lilith would be pecked to death by Miss Keroy first.
Indeed, higher-ranking demons required more extreme measures.
"Stop and make it stop, we can talk! Ouch, this isn’t even my doing, why take your anger out on me?"
Lilith heard the hissing sound’s command, frantically covering her eyes, but Miss Keroy had surprising strength, and she heard the flapping of wings, the next moment she was pinned to the ground, sensing the bird riding on her, its sharp claws pinning down her arms.