A·Gedora pointed the Hero's Sword at Mohe.

This scene was reminiscent of the time when the Hero's party had come to the Demon King's Palace over a decade ago, giving Mohe a sense of "fate."

Yet, this creation was quite interesting.

Mohe initially thought that since it was a life form created by these selfish women, it would align more closely with their expectations. However, she was surprised when they actually recreated a life that looked almost exactly like the original A·Gedora.

Nevertheless, even identical individuals may not reach identical realms. No matter how similar they are, there is a fundamental difference, and when facing the same situation, they may react differently.

Mohe couldn't care less about this guy.

Demon King...?

Not many people knew Mohe's true appearance, and many here never expected the current Demon King to appear as such a seemingly harmless young girl.

This was the first time the Hidden Nephilim saw the Demon King after her rebirth.

She experienced a feeling different from others.

She sensed something deep and dark.

A curse... No, it was something indescribable, as if the Demon King bore some burden.

"Oh~ The original Hero, Mr. Doro I knew has already abandoned his hero identity, so you are the true Hero. The Hero's Sword and Armor have recognized your existence, and you can bear the Hero title more than anyone," Mohe did not hold back her praise for the Hero before her, "Did they tell you the truth?"

"I know what's happening in the world."

"Then you should be aware that your body's composition relies on my strength. Relying on my eyes, my heart, kidneys, bones, right foot..." She examined this Hero, "Even so, you still point the Hero's Sword at me? From this perspective, you should call me mother."

The Hero's sword did not waver: "I don't think the Demon King would be so shameless. You were once defeated by me, so do you bear fear toward me?"

"Bearing fear, that's an interesting term. Even if I bear fear, I think the subject would not be you, but my dear Mr. Doro. However, it seems he hasn't arrived yet. Before he does, do you want to have a duel with me? I wouldn't mind treating you as his substitute to slay."

Mohe looked quite composed: "However, I advise you not to act for now. Fighting me is meaningless. I have no interest in the current state of this world. Today's banquet is mainly the stage for the Wise King and Duke Regulus."

She directly clarified the theme: "Since Mr. Doro hasn't arrived, I'll ask on his behalf—do you intend to continue this war?"

Mohe ignored the so-called "Hero."

Pointed at by the Hero's Sword, which had once killed her and was stained with Demon King's blood, Mohe directly ignored the existence of this Hero and began to advance the banquet's theme, seemingly unconcerned about the fact that the Hero might attack her the next second.

Under the gaze of everyone, A·Gedora sheathed the Hero's Sword.

"This is also an issue I care deeply about." His gaze fell on the Wise King and Duke Regulus, "Humanity shouldn't contend like this."

Indeed, just like the original A·Gedora.

Mohe reached this conclusion, realizing that if he were to act, it wouldn't be here but somewhere private for a duel—and furthermore, he genuinely cares about humanity's fate, so this banquet is just a formality? No... he probably came to meet Doro.

If it's A·Gedora, he'd do that.

If this Hero is truly the same as A·Gedora, he might want to save his "future self."

Mohe wanted to confirm this point, which is why she came personally.

Everyone present couldn't help but relax a bit; moments ago, they feared the Demon King and Hero might start fighting.

The initial battle had only the Hero's party present—but if they fight now... humanity might instantly become like the Elf Race. After all, the Royal Capital was destroyed.

Not fighting here was a relief, and the Demon King seems genuinely here for reconciliation?

Representing—Doro's will?

Thus, the world knew the one true Hero, the Hero known by people, with today's name. "Tearing Celestial King" sounds too unpleasant; it feels better just to call him Doro.

Everyone's gaze gathered on Duke Regulus and the Wise King.

After all, this war came so inexplicably. For many, Duke Regulus' rebellion seemed like a joke.

And at this moment, Duke Regulus finally spoke for the first time.

"I hope to wait for Mr. Doro's arrival."

He said just that, then fell silent.

At this moment, Adriana secretly emerged from the space and mixed into the crowd; no one noticed this, though Mohe did, yet she wasn't interested in this.

Of course, given her mischievous taste, pointing it out to embarrass Adriana would be a minor issue, but...

She knew Doro had already arrived.

As Mohe looked towards the door.

People's gaze followed hers to the door.

People knew the one named Doro, the once Hero, was about to arrive.

To meet another A·Gedora still present in the venue.

Will the Heroes fight?

If the Hero doesn't fight the Demon King... Some were quite frightened, but speaking of which—even if they're scared, escaping here is impossible. Everyone attending this banquet bears heavy burdens. If not prepared, who would come here?

Here, being watched by the Demon King, Hero, Wise King, Dwarf King, and others?

Isn't it better to just stay at home?

It's precisely because they couldn't refuse that everyone is here.

Then a middle-aged man appeared.

His hair was gray, he wore a very simple vest, and his cloth shoes were muddy, making him look like a refugee fleeing from disaster, as if having just walked out from the mountains.

He even wore a straw hat.

But people knew, he was Doro.

"A bit late, making everyone wait for me. I intended to arrive first — sorry, Rastina, please forgive me for this." He raised his head and his gaze fell on "A·Gedora". "It's really unbelievable, seeing another version of myself... Mohe, have you ever encountered such a thing before?"

"There once was a very rare race called the Mirror Race among them. Someone challenged me, reflecting another me. But it was meaningless, I easily won."

Doro took long strides forward, ignoring many people. He proceeded directly towards "A·Gedora".

Vest and Hero's Armor, golden hair and gray hair.

They were both tall, their eyes meeting.

"A·Gedora" then also began walking, the two of them approaching each other constantly.

Then — a terrifying aura began to spread.

Rastina almost found it hard to breathe at that moment, as if she was deep under the sea, the terrifying pressure seeming to crush her chest. She instinctively reached out to grab something.

"Zheng~"

The sound of the strings brought Rastina back to her senses. She looked towards Mohe's direction, and it wasn't just her doing the same.

Mohe held the Celestial Scale in his hands, playing a soothing tune.

The Demon King acted to alleviate the pressure from the confrontation between the two Heroes!

The two of them stood still almost simultaneously.

Doro's gaze became more aggressive. His eyes were somewhat like Mohe's. They were filled with a desire to explore, yet also had a high and mighty, overlooking expression.

While "A·Gedora" met this gaze without backing down, his eyes filled with determination and courage.

Such is the manifestation of a Hero.

The distance between them was no more than a step.

Doro then asked, "You know what I've encountered, don't you?"

"Yes, I do."

"Can you understand my feelings?"

"I can."

"Why are you here then?"

"For peace."

Doro smiled: "A good answer — but you'll need to prove your strength. Prove you possess the power to uphold this peace."

"I thought so too."

What does this mean?

Even though the Demon King's music calmed everyone's hearts, if the Demon King and Hero don't fight, will the Hero and Hero fight? They clearly don't seem hostile towards each other!

Doro looked at Mohe: "Mohe, I'm counting on you."

Mohe was a bit displeased at that moment: "Are you treating me like a tool! Mr. Doro!"

"No need to go to such trouble, you don't need to construct a battlefield that can withstand our power, just a battlefield on the level of a Hero will do. Give me some face. Or this would be so embarrassing for me?"

"Well… if you say so…"

The tune Mohe played suddenly changed.

People at this moment saw tangible musical notes.

The notes floated around Doro and A·Gedora, surrounding them.

"What power is this?"

Yin·Nephilim asked Adeline: "Is it the power of that harp?"

"No, it's not… Although that harp is a very powerful alchemy item, this, and that harp have nothing to do with each other, it's quite laughable to say — I noticed this last time, that harp is just a horn."

"…Huh?"

"When she manipulated the World Tree before, she used music. I should have paid attention then, this so-called Celestial Scale might have other functions, but to the Demon King, it's just a horn, letting sound travel farther, a bigger horn."

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