Suddenly, instead of the storage room where they had been standing until just now, a massive waterfall of pitch-black demonic energy pouring like water dominated their view.

“Ahhhh…!”

At the sight of Evelyn finally releasing her suppressed cries of pleasure, Ian’s hand stroking his p*nis also quickened. He wanted to thrust his c*ck into Evelyn’s lewd womanhood and pound her until her body was covered in his s*men, but given the place and situation, he had to be satisfied with this much for now.

If Satan returned from his outing and noticed their absence, he would find them in less than a minute. Ian, who had reluctantly pulled his lips away from the entrance that was dripping with obscene fluids, grabbed the wrist of the panting Evelyn.

“Do you see that crack over there?”

“Yes, I see it.”

The dark red crack situated above the valley looked like someone had deliberately torn the sky.

“Jump straight into it while I buy some time.”

“You mean just me alone?”

“Yes. It seems like we’re both screwed, Evelyn.”

Simultaneously with Ian’s meaningful words, the voice they least wanted to hear at this moment erupted from behind them, sweeping across the entire valley.

“How dare these rat-like creatures cause such a commotion here!”

It was Satan, the master of this land, or rather, the one who had firmly held the position of the demon realm’s ruler for thousands of years. As the entire skull seemed to shake and it felt like blood was coming from her eardrums, Evelyn quickly covered her ears.

Through her wavering vision, she could see the back of the Magic Tower Master standing firmly in front of her. Just as she was beginning to feel strange about his unwavering stance, convulsions spread like wildfire throughout Ian’s body. Perhaps due to the impact of facing Satan, the demon’s consciousness that he had barely pushed away seemed to be rising to the surface again.

As the entire black magic circle exposed through his torn shirt began to pulsate, Satan, who had been looking down at them like annoying flies, twisted his lips.

“After telling me you found a way to incorporate the human realm into the demon realm, you disappeared without a trace for hundreds of years. So that’s where you were trapped, Pluton. Thanks to the path you opened, I’ve been able to steadily send demonic beasts into the human realm, so I’ll give you a reward.”

Just as a dark red light flashed from the tip of Satan’s horns, Ian’s head snapped back sharply. Feeling an ominous premonition, Evelyn stepped backward only to be blocked by the valley overflowing with demonic energy. In front was Ian in the process of transforming into a demon; behind was a valley filled with demonic energy.

‘Rather than being eaten alive by Satan, wouldn’t a drowning ending be better?’

It was while Evelyn was seriously contemplating voluntarily jumping into the pitch-black waterfall. Ian, or rather Pluton, with pupils vertically split, knelt before Satan.

“Pluton, Commander of the Demon Realm, greets the most noble ruler of all dimensions.”

“How did you end up trapped in a human body?”

“A cunning fellow reversed my power to create a sealing formation, engraving it all over his body, which led to this situation.”

“Well, I’ll hear the details later. For now, I’m thinking of dealing with that thing first.”

At Satan’s chin gesture, Pluton, who had taken over Ian’s body, turned to look at her with a hissing laugh. It was a chilling smile that made her entire body shudder.

“We meet again. Originally, I planned to dismember you and throw you to my lord’s Cerberus right away, but thanks to you I was able to return home, so I should first express my gratitude…”

CRASH.

A rain of arrows made of magical energy poured down on Pluton, who had been leisurely walking toward Evelyn, who was literally backed against a cliff. While Pluton irritably swung demonic energy to deflect them all, a familiar grassy scent embraced her.

“Are you alright, Saint?”

“…Nox? How are you here?”

Is this perhaps a dream?

As Evelyn blinked in disbelief at the incredible situation, she heard a grumbling voice in her ear.

“What the h*ll. I was afraid of this, but did the Magic Tower Master really get consumed by a demon?”

Hezel, who had emerged from the crack hovering above the valley, stood beside her. However, Evelyn’s attention was focused on Luinel, who had tried to ambush Satan but was blocked by solid demonic energy.

“Humans these days are really something else.”

Satan, who laughed as if the situation was absurd, flicked his hand once, and Luinel’s body was flung toward the opposite valley. Despite the overwhelming difference in power that left her speechless, the male leads remained calm, like people who had reliable backup.

“Is this really going to be okay?”

It seemed like they might end up with an everyone-dies ending rather than an everyone-lives ending. Her pupils shook as she saw Satan driving a sharp thorn made of demonic energy into Luinel’s shoulder.

“While His Highness the Crown Prince and I buy time, please cross the crack with this person, Saint.”

Nox, his entire body white, raised his sword and single-handedly blocked Pluton, who was swinging a spear made of pitch-black demonic energy toward them. The bluish aura resembling Nox’s eye color was gradually being eaten away by the demonic energy.

If left like this, the male leads would surely die here. Despite Hezel’s urging to quickly escape from this place, Evelyn remained rooted to the spot, watching Luinel and Nox, who were facing off against impossible beings.

“Hezel. You have a status effect removal potion, don’t you?”

“What makes you so sure I have that?”

“That jacket you wear every day is an artifact, isn’t it?”

Hezel was known as a walking peddler who always carried items prepared for all emergency situations. Hezel frowned, not expecting Evelyn to know even that fact.

“Saint, you really know everything about me. Where do you get your information from?”

“Is that important right now? Just lend me one potion. I’ll pay you back with a role-play you’ll enjoy.”

Since he probably already had more money than he knew what to do with, she made a different proposal. His furrowed brow, which had been creased since he noticed she was trying to save the other male leads, smoothed out.

“It’ll have to be extremely thrilling. Even though my c*ck might be lenient when it comes to you, Saint, my tastes are quite particular.”

Despite his words, Hezel reached deep into his jacket’s inner pocket and pulled out a glass bottle with purple liquid sloshing inside. Evelyn downed it in one gulp and, feeling her blocked mana gradually returning, turned her head.

In the distance, she could see Satan’s back as he cornered the severely injured Luinel like a toy. Seemingly excited by this rare entertainment, he appeared to be contemplating which part to devour first while adding one wound after another to Luinel’s body.

Just as Luinel, backed against a dead end, drew up his mana to the limit, prepared to die, a dazzling light burst from behind the unsuspecting Satan’s back. Far from being hit, Satan, interrupted at a crucial moment, twisted his face like a yaksha and turned around.