Chapter 28: If You Have Trouble, Find the AI
"Okay."
Faced with Lilith's tearful complaints, Asmodeus only gave a faint response.
His right hand rubbed Lilith's head, tidying the white hair on her cheek in the process. The burning temperature of his fingers brought an inexplicably reliable feeling, combined with the Demon Lord's deep, magnetic voice—it was simply full of security!
Then, he actually lowered his head and gave the succubus girl a gentle kiss on her forehead.
Chu.
[Owuh?!]
Lilith, surprised by the sudden sneak attack, widened her eyes. Her pupils trembled slightly, and her pink lips formed an "O" shape;
In response, Asmodeus maintained a naturally indifferent expression and commanded arrogantly:
"Go and rescue Hill; I will take care of Augustine."
After speaking, he gently set down the dazed Lilith from his embrace, spread his demon wings, and flew toward the Pure White Collector.
[I... I...]
The discarded Lilith's cheeks flushed slightly. Her small pink fists were clenched together, and she was almost gritting her teeth as she muttered in her heart:
[I only acted pitiful on purpose to humiliate that pervert... but who asked you to kiss me! Do you really think of me as your property! Dammit!]
[Ugh... but...]
As she thought this, for some reason, Lilith unconsciously hugged herself—her slender legs wrapped in black silk stockings pressed together, her knees rubbing gently with slight movements.
Then she bit her pink lips, tears in her eyes, seemingly resisting some kind of emotion:
[My body... my body is getting hot again... Why do I think Asmodeus is so handsome like this?!]
[No! I must remain rational! I absolutely cannot become a slave controlled by desire!]
"Mmm mmm mmm!"
While Lilith was still struggling internally, the struggling sounds from Hill, who was still hanging nearby, caused Lilith to snap out of it. She hurriedly trotted over:
"Alright, alright, I'll untie you now~"
Meanwhile, on the other side.
"Hahahaha! Asmodeus! You can't kill me!"
The Pure White Collector controlled bandages that filled the sky, dancing wildly like a swarm of pythons:
"Don't forget, this is a magic circle specifically designed to seal you! As the guardian, how could I possibly be killed by you!"
"Here, I am king! I am god!"
"Even if your magic power is inexhaustible, you can never oppose the sealing power of the entire Eighth Layer! Die!"
Rumble—!
Having spoken, countless bandages transformed into sharp spears, raining down upon the Demon Lord.
"Noisy."
Asmodeus, flying in mid-air, didn't even lift an eyelid.
He just gave a casual wave of his hand.
[Tier 9 Magic · Annihilation Black Flame]
Boom—!!!
Black flames erupted like a tsunami, surging in waves! In an instant, all the bandages, walls, and even space itself within a range of hundreds of meters were submerged in a sea of fire!
The destructive power at that moment was simply terrifying; describing it as collapsing earth and shattering mountains wouldn't be an exaggeration.
However.
Even after doing so much, a few seconds later it was still... "Useless! Useless! Hahahaha!"
The surrounding intact walls squirmed again. Countless new bandages quickly filled the gaps, and the Collector's body rapidly condensed the moment the flames died down, completely unharmed.
"As long as I don't want to die, you will never pass through here! I'll wear you down to death!"
Subsequently, the Collector's figure and Asmodeus's figure flickered continuously in the sky. The sight of the intense battle couldn't help but make Lilith break into a cold sweat.
"Go for it, Lord Demon Lord!"
Hill, who had just been untied from the bandages, immediately sent encouragement to the Demon Lord upon seeing this scene.
But Lilith, behind him, had her brows furrowed in thought:
[This can't go on like this.]
She bit her finger, her brain working rapidly:
[Asmodeus is indeed absurdly strong, but this monster's recovery speed is truly heaven-defying! Even for a Demon Lord, magic power isn't infinite; he'll be worn down sooner or later.]
[There must be a weakness... Any gimmick monster like this must have a weakness!]
[Could it be that this guy is like the previous Abyssal Watcher, with a core or a main body hidden somewhere?]
[But the mobile phone couldn't detect the specific location just now...]
"Wait! The mobile phone?"
Thinking of this, a flash of inspiration hit Lilith.
[Not being able to detect the location doesn't mean I can't analyze the attributes!]
She hurriedly pulled the mobile phone from her chest and skillfully opened that cheat app—[omniscient and omnipotent ai solver].
Click!
She took a photo of the Collector and the bandages filling the sky in the distance during the fierce battle.
[Uploading image...]
[Problem Description: See this? This cheater monster won't die and has infinite resurrections. How do I beat it? Is there a way? Urgent!]
Thus, a few seconds later, the AI's analysis results popped up on the screen:
[Target Analysis: High-Level Wraith]
[Characteristics: Physical immunity, elemental restructuring. The body is not physical, but an extremely well-hidden "Resentment Core," using the highest level of 'Soul Stealth' to hide in the environment.]
[Solution: 1. Destroy all attachments, namely all bandages with magic circuits in the entire maze; 2. Use high-level mental or Holy Light magic to directly destroy the wraith's main body.]
[Recommended use of Holy Light to pass it on.]
"A wraith? I see!"
After reading the AI's analysis, Lilith suddenly understood!
No wonder this guy couldn't be killed. It turns out the Pure White Collector wasn't a physical undead like a mummy or a zombie at all, but a ghost! The current "body" was just a puppet!
"Lord Demon Lord!!!"
Having understood everything, Lilith cupped her hands around her mouth and shouted loudly at the man's back on the battlefield:
"That guy is a wraith! He's using stealth to hide his main body! Just burning the bandages is useless!"
"A wraith?"
As soon as these words were spoken, Asmodeus, who was about to release the next wave of black flames, paused. On the other side, the Pure White Collector's pupils shook violently:
"Oh no!"
But before the Collector could make another move, Asmodeus had already waved his right hand. Magic power condensed at his fingertips, and he scattered a cloud of golden powder.
[Support Magic · Dust of Appearance]
Swish—
The golden dust spread like starlight, instantly covering the entire hall.
Then, in the next second.
Zzz—!
Under the adhesion of the golden dust, above the Collector's originally empty head, a translucent, twisted black ghostly silhouette suddenly emerged!
The ghost manipulated the bandage puppet below through several magic threads invisible to the naked eye. On the puppet and the surface of all the bandages, dark red magic circuits appeared under the effect of the Dust of Appearance. In other words, all the bandages on this floor were merely the Pure White Collector's puppet tools!
"Found you."
Asmodeus looked up, his cold gaze locking onto the ghost.
The Collector, its main body exposed, was horrified. Both the ghost and the puppet let out terrified screams:
"How was this discovered! Bastard! Get away!"
It frantically manipulated all the bandages. Layer upon layer of bandages swept in, finally condensing together like a hurricane to form walls of bronze and iron in front of the Collector.
But Asmodeus didn't give it any chance at all.
He simply slowly raised his right hand, palm upward.
A pure, holy, and even warm golden glow that made one want to kneel and worship instantly condensed in his hand!
"Since you're a wraith, I'll use this to send you on your way."
Asmodeus's voice was solemn and grand, like a god judging evil:
[Tier 10 Holy Magic · Constructing Dawn]
"Nooooo—"
Boom—!!!
A pillar of golden light that reached from heaven to earth erupted from Asmodeus's hand, instantly piercing through the entire Eighth Layer!
That wasn't the fire of destruction, but the ultimate purification!
Under the shine of the holy light, all the white bandages rapidly disintegrated like melting snow. The wraith's main body hiding in mid-air didn't even have time to let out a final plea for mercy before it completely evaporated in this warm light, turning into nothingness.
The entire Eighth Layer was completely submerged by this dazzling holy light... A long time later.
The light dissipated.
The Collector had completely disappeared, along with the oppressive white maze.
Eighth Layer returned to a dark dungeon similar to the ninth floor. Not far ahead, the stairs leading to The Seventh Layer faintly appeared.
"Done."
Asmodeus clapped his hands with a relaxed expression, as if he had just swatted a fly.
However, Lilith behind him was already dumbstruck, her jaw almost hitting the floor.
[Hey, hey...]
[What on earth did this kid just use? Holy magic?]
[As a Demon Lord, he even knows how to use holy magic? If he's omnipotent to this extent, then what weaknesses does he even have!]
"Abba abba..."
Looking at the back of this man who had a cold face, arrogant confidence, and 'invincible' written all over him, Lilith's heart skipped a beat. She inexplicably felt as if she would never have a chance to escape in this lifetime... [Can this guy really be defeated? Is my bro going to fight him in the future? Can he even win?]
[Wait? No, that's not right?]
Thinking of this, Lilith suddenly remembered something and couldn't help but rub her chin suspiciously:
[Speaking of which, Asmodeus implemented the concepts of universal education and racial equality three hundred years ago. This thinking is way too advanced... Could it be?]
[He's also a transmigrator?]