in the name of the queen.

This message automatically plays in the mind of every Level 5 and Level 4 Transcendent.

To be precise, the official name of the Second Return Day is the Sanctuary Return Day.

Rank three and rank two correspond to the early and late stages of the holy domain respectively, and there is no essential difference between them. It is reasonable for them to be considered as the same realm by the rules of the universe.

The biggest difference between this comeback day and previous ones is the extremely high coverage.

Friends from the mountains, waters and plains must all participate.

Any strong man who does not participate in the decisive battle on the Day of Return will be instantly torn apart by the rules of the universe, just like the annihilation of positrons and electrons in collision.

In short, everyone will come, and most of them will be eliminated.

The final date for the Sanctuary's Return Day is December 144, 12 of the Seventh Era.

There are still 24 years until this day.

This is the final preparation period and also the final madness for many people.

The fifth-level extraordinary person became the most embarrassing existence.

Those who are weaker than them are considered to be insignificant little characters and do not need to go up the mountain. They can do whatever they want.

Anyone of the fourth-level extraordinary people can easily crush them, so their fate is destined not to be good.

Those who have the opportunity to break through will practice in seclusion and prepare for the final sprint.

Those extraordinary people who feel they have no chance take another path and indulge in self-destruction.

They possess great power, and in this world great power can be exchanged for power and wealth. Naturally, they can enjoy a happy life beyond the comprehension of ordinary people.

They will not refuse low-level enjoyment such as wine and women, but they prefer deep-level enjoyment that touches the soul.

This group of people even formed a special organization, the Afterglow of Doom.

They are very honest and will not provoke major countries or mainstream organizations. They even take the initiative to show goodwill to Roland. They also do not participate in any struggles, but only seek to enjoy the ultimate in the last stage of their lives.

It's no use if these people unite, but it will definitely be troublesome if they offend each other.

If the supernatural organization is determined to cause destruction, it is indeed difficult to guard against.

Since all they want is a few decades of pleasure, who would take the initiative to go against them?

Roland reached an agreement with the Afterglow of Doom that as long as they did not interfere with him, they could do whatever they wanted to do, including coming to Rodinia to enjoy their old age. These people had strong spending power, so he certainly would not object.

After the Comeback Day broadcast, everyone's mentality has been quietly changing.

The Darkin group has the most complicated emotions.

Everyone else has their own pursuits, but they can only wait.

The Demon King never arrived, and lost contact at the critical moment, causing them to fall into panic.

Most of the Darkin's combat power is concentrated in the Demon King.

If the Demon King cannot come, they will only become prey in the final battle.

The leaders of the dark race gathered in the new center of the southern continent, the city of darkness, Darkness. They held a high-level meeting, but could only look at each other silently, unable to think of any solution.

Finally, facing the almost suffocating atmosphere, Milones couldn't help but raise his head and break the deadlock.

"How many tribesmen haven't come yet?"

"Not many. Only the recovery team led by Miss Irelia and a few tribesmen are left."

"Alelia?"

The name made Milones' lips twitch slightly, and then he sat back in his chair dejectedly.

Because he arrived early, Milones enjoyed many advance bonuses, maintained a good relationship with Roland, obtained many resources through trade, and was lucky enough to obtain a top-level dark artifact from the underground ruins, and his strength improved by leaps and bounds.

In the Darkin clan, no one dares to mess with him except the Demon Emperor, and he almost ignores everyone else.

But there was still a name within the tribe that he had to respect, a name that even made him tremble.

Alelia.

Succubus, female.

In the traditional perception of the dark race, succubi are the branch with the least fighting potential among all ethnic groups.

But this prejudice was broken after the appearance of Irelia.

Instead of leveraging her racial advantages to seduce males and draw energy from them, she took a path full of thorns.

When she was seventeen years old, she sacrificed her beauty and figure. Since then, her appearance has been plain and her figure has no highlights. If she is put in the crowd, she can only be considered six or seven points.

This kind of appearance is considered above average among humans, but it is a shame among the succubus clan.

The succubus community even wanted to expel her.

No one knew what she wanted to do, but the Demon Emperor made an exception and allowed her to enter the Demon Emperor's Palace to read books and receive training guidance.

The Demon Emperor seldom accepts disciples, so this treatment is equivalent to being a disciple in disguise.

The original doubts disappeared in an instant, and no one dared to question the Demon Emperor's decision.

Stereotypes are sometimes facts, and the Demon Emperor's judgment is very accurate.

After she became an adult, although Irelia rarely showed up in public, she always crushed her peers with overwhelming advantage in competitions among young talents within the tribe.

Not only her peers, she can often defeat opponents who are stronger than her on paper.

She constantly breaks the cultivation records of the younger generation of demons.

Just when people thought she would enter the Theia plane and fight for the Darkin, she chose to enter the Lost Demon Realm to find her own way to break through.

She entered the mysterious demonic realm and there was no news of her for fifty years.

Just when everyone thought she had died in there and would never appear again, she appeared again with a somewhat exhausted look on her face.

This time she no longer challenged people of her own age, but instead challenged the patriarchs and elders of various ethnic branches.

Everyone thought that she was a little confused and was trying to use decades of practice to challenge hundreds or even thousands of years of accumulation.

She is indeed a genius, but the world is never short of geniuses.

Who wasn’t a genius when he was young?

However, Irelia's performance shocked everyone again.

She beat them all.

Become the number one person under the Demon Emperor.

Although there are more and more criticisms and sarcastic remarks coming along with it, she doesn't care.

The last order the Demon King gave before he disappeared was that if he was unable to make any major decisions during his absence, Irelia would make the final decision.

This is equivalent to appointing her as the deputy commander of the Darkin.

Although everyone is envious, jealous and hateful, no one dares to question the Demon Emperor's decision.

Just like that, while the leaders of the various darkin tribes were looking forward to Irelia's arrival in the Theia plane, she still stayed in the dark side where resources were gradually depleted, patiently arranging the evacuation of her people.

In short, no one could understand her decision.

But since she is the deputy commander appointed by the Demon Emperor, and now everyone is undecided, she really needs to make the decision.

Irelia was late, and at first everyone thought she was being aloof, but now everyone is a little surprised.

Is this guy trying to evade responsibility?
After all, she now plays the role of the acting Demon King.

Since no decision could be made, there was naturally a lot of discussion in the meeting room.

"Could it be that Miss Alelia doesn't dare to come?" someone complained softly.

As soon as he said this, someone retorted, "Nonsense, maybe she has been here a long time ago." Milones' heart trembled slightly, and he glanced around the venue in panic.

Over the years, he has worked hard for the community, but he has also been managing his own team.

At least one-third of the people in the meeting hall supported him to be the leader, but they did not dare to act rashly due to the Demon Emperor's face and Irelia's strength.

After all, the Darkin are a group whose voice is determined by the size of their fists.

Although Milones' strength has improved by leaps and bounds, he feels a little discouraged when he thinks of Irelia.

He only defeated the eight-year-old Irelia when he was ten years old, and he lost every battle since then.

After nineteen defeats in total, he finally couldn't bear it anymore and crossed the space rift to become the pioneer for the tribe.

Even if he was beaten to death outside, it was better than facing the disappointed look in Irelia's eyes every time he was defeated.

The disappointment that "the opponent is too weak and it's not fun at all" is more hurtful than any contempt.

Milones couldn't stand it.

After finding that Irelia was not there, he let out a long breath and said slowly: "Everyone, please listen to me. We must consider two things when formulating countermeasures."

"One of the countermeasures is based on the premise that the Demon Emperor fails to return in time."

"How dare you curse His Majesty the Demon Emperor!" A middle-aged green demon stood up, his green face flushed red.

He is Carlo, Milones' rival for power, and is at a disadvantage because he arrived late.

Carlo's strength was originally slightly stronger than Milones, but because he arrived late and was at a disadvantage in the competition for resources, his strength was gradually overtaken by Milones.

He was the one who was most dissatisfied with Milones.

But precisely because of this unwillingness to accept, his vision became smaller and smaller, and his strength improved slower and slower.

Milones keeps an eye on the strong men in this plane, and strives to gain benefits for the Darkin from the Theia plane surrounded by wolves. Although he also has his own selfish interests, he can always balance the collective and personal interests well, and is considered an excellent leader.

Carlo was different. He stared at Milones and was willing to do anything to hinder him.

There weren’t many people within the tribe who wanted to support him, but there were many who opposed Milones, so there was still a sizeable group gathered around him.

This is also the confidence that gave him the courage to challenge Milones.

Faced with his questioning, Milones just felt a little tired.

What the hell time is it? Why are you still engaging in this kind of low-level infighting? Are you afraid that your tribe won't be wiped out fast enough?
Although I am tired, I still have to respond.

He stared at Carlo coldly and said calmly: "Of course His Majesty will come back, but his return date is uncertain. As policymakers, we must consider all possibilities."

Carlo's face turned red. He knew that Milones was right, but he still couldn't help but objected:
"If His Majesty cannot return, what can we do?"

"Mr. Carlo, what do you think we can do?" Milones heard something behind the other party's words and asked calmly.

"If Your Majesty cannot return in time, we must find a powerful ally to protect ourselves." Carlo said in a deep voice.

Although he has a narrow mind and a small temper, he is not incompetent after all, and he still came up with a feasible plan.

His words made his supporters nod frequently, but some also sneered in disdain.

Nonsense, everyone knows that the weak must cling to powerful people, the question is whose clinging power?
Milones and Roland had a good personal relationship, so of course he proposed to curry favor with Roland, but this was what Carlo objected to.

"Milones, you used the interests of your tribe to make deals with Roland, that greedy vampire. Although we got a small advantage in some areas, overall..."

Carlo held up a thick stack of account books and said coldly: "My clan has suffered a great loss."

"Is there anyone who is colluding with other tribes and selling out our interests? Is there anyone who is enriching himself in the transaction? I think there is."

He did not mention any names, but he mentioned Milones in every sentence.

As a senior official in charge of the work, only Milones has this ability.

Facing the accusation, Milones sneered and calmly retorted: "I admit that my clan is generally at a disadvantage in the transaction, but I want to remind you that Roland's power is unshakable. The combined strength of my clan is less than one-fifth of the Rodinia Alliance and the New Magic Empire."

"With one-fifth of the other party's national strength, we only suffered a loss of less than 20% in the transaction. Is this a stain?"

"Carlo, you said it yourself, Roland is a true vampire. Can you do a better deal with vampires than I can?"

His rhetorical questions were powerful and full of facts.

It is not realistic in the long run for the weaker party to gain greater benefits in the transaction, not to mention that the other party is Roland, who doesn't care about face and only cares about practical interests?

It's not easy to do what Milones did.

As for the accusation that he might have been corrupt, it was just used to strengthen the tone.

Everyone here has received benefits. If they start to bite each other, everyone will have to work hard to get a stable job.

Carlo was prepared for Milones' counterattack. He snorted coldly and said calmly, "Since you know that the other party is a vampire, why do you want to make a deal with him?"

Raising his hand to block Milones's question, Carlo said calmly: "We can change to another company to do the deal."

"Change to another one?" This time it was the others' turn to be surprised.

"Yes, such as Lisenburg." Carlo's expression was calm.

His words were like a bombshell, leaving everyone dizzy.

"Carlo, are you kidding me? Lisenburg is the headquarters of the God's Punishment Legion. Are you planning to make a deal with them?"

"Yes, a rare super genius emerged within the Divine Punishment Legion. She broke up the remaining three legions and reorganized them, eliminating the barriers between them. The legion's strength has grown by leaps and bounds."

"They need an ally to serve as a guide to Rodinia through the southern continent."

Carlo's whole body was shaking with excitement. "I, I heard the voice of the goddess of nature. She said that nature is tolerant and all-embracing, and can accommodate darkness."

"Everyone, is the promise of the great goddess not as good as that vampire Roland?"

His words caused a commotion in the meeting hall.

Many people already had complaints about Roland, and now that he had thicker thighs, they naturally had evil thoughts.

Soon people began asking for details, such as the tone of the goddess' voice and whether any specific promises were made.

Carlo was about to answer when the heavy door of the conference hall slowly opened.

Everyone turned their eyes towards the door and saw an ordinary but exceptionally fair face.

Alelia is here.

She glanced at Carlo, raised her slender fingers casually, and a dark ray flew out, accurately hitting Carlo's wrinkled forehead.

The ray penetrated his forehead and killed Carlo instantly.

The attendees were speechless with shock.

When did Irelia become so powerful? And why is she so domineering?
Facing everyone's doubts, Irelia simply said, "Your Majesty the Demon Emperor and these three false gods are mortal enemies. Anyone who wants to make a deal with them can stand up."

Having said that, even a fool would not dare to respond.

Her eyes slowly swept across the entire room, and everyone who made eye contact with Irelia felt a chill down their spine, as if they were being stared at by a terrifying beast.

Her gaze finally fell on Milones and she said softly, "Milo, you've worked hard."

"You are the one who works harder." Milones' smile was a little forced.

"Your decision is my decision. We must board Roland's warship and stand in the front row." Irelia said softly.

"So what extra price should we pay?" someone asked.

Irelia smiled sweetly, "Me."

She is a succubus, and it makes sense for her to seduce men at her expense.

Wait, seducing a man? Is that okay for her?

Everyone was dumbfounded. (End of this chapter)