"You are not Sino Kageno, who exactly are you?!"
Everyone in the arena heard Milia's questioning voice.
"Who am I? That's a good question, so let's play a game!"
Sino in the center of the arena was enveloped in a purplish-blue magical power, then transformed into the previous High Priest, Durak, who had already died.
"Guess who I am?"
"How could it be?!" The bald High Priest looked at the person in the center of the arena in disbelief.
"It can't be, you can't be the real Durak, he's been dead for a long time! His body has been in the grave for ages."
At this moment, a member of the Holy Church suddenly ran over in a panic.
"Your Grace, Durak's tomb is empty, and the traces left behind look like someone burst out from inside!"
"What did you say?!" The High Priest with the receding hairline shouted in disbelief.
Sid looked at the panicked Holy Church member who had run over.
The slime magic on that person was too conspicuous.
"A member of Shadow Garden? Are they cooperating with Sino in this act?" Sid thought to himself.
A figure suddenly shattered the barrier and appeared before the High Priest with the receding hairline.
"I've come to claim your life, Nelson!"
Nelson, who was also the High Priest with the receding hairline, was so frightened that he stumbled back several steps.
"Nelson! Who is that?!" Alice asked.
Alice seemed indifferent to whether this High Priest with the receding hairline lived or died.
Anyway, this guy wasn't a good person, so if he died, he died.
Alice chose to observe for now.
"How can this be? How do you know that name? Are you really Durak resurrected?! Impossible, this is absolutely impossible, it's completely a fantasy. In a thousand years, I've never heard of anyone coming back from the dead!"
"A thousand years? You've lived for a thousand years?" Alice said in disbelief.
At this moment, the High Priest with the receding hairline realized he had let something slip and completely ignored Alice's words.
"Guards, kill this imposter!"
The Holy Church soldiers all rushed forward upon hearing the command.
With a wave of Durak's hand, all the Holy Church soldiers were knocked to the ground, unconscious.
"Nelson, it's your turn next!"
"How can this be! Are you really a ghost come to claim my life?!"
The bald High Priest stumbled back several steps and sat down on the ground.
Aurora in the center of the arena was staring blankly at the ground covered in violets; it was her first time seeing such a field of flowers.
As an eidolon who should only be fighting, she briefly forgot what she was supposed to do.
She couldn't bear to destroy this sea of violet flowers.
The moment the barrier shattered, many spectators had already gotten up and fled. It was clear that it was no longer suitable for spectating.
The moment the Holy Church soldiers were knocked unconscious, Sid unhesitatingly stood up.
"Murder! Run for your lives!"
Sid turned and ran, completely embodying the image of an ultimate background character.
Everyone heard Sid's voice and fell into a panic. The members of the Holy Church also started to move, organizing the crowd to escape in an orderly fashion.
Nelson was in a panic now, wondering whether to call in The Order's people.
But there were still so many ordinary people in the arena who didn't know the truth, as well as Holy Church believers from various places, making exposure very likely.
Alice sighed. She knew she couldn't continue to tolerate the guy in front of her making a fuss.
Alice drew her sword without hesitation.
"Who exactly are you?!"
"Who am I?!"
At this moment, Durak was covered in magic that enveloped his entire body, transforming him into the King of Midgar.
"Alice, who do you say I am now?"
"Father, how could this be?!" Alice was stunned for a moment.
The person in front of her looked, felt, and sounded exactly like her father.
"Lady Alice, His Majesty would absolutely not appear here. The person is definitely an imposter!" The Vice-Captain said from behind Alice.
Alice had calmed down considerably by now.
"Don't try to play tricks!"
Alice swung her magic sword and struck.
However, the King of Midgar caught it with one hand and shattered her magic sword on the spot.
"Alice, you disappoint me greatly!"
The King of Midgar looked at Alice and spoke with an extremely disappointed tone.
With that expression, Alice felt as if she was seeing the future, her own father truly speaking those words with that attitude and tone.
Alice now recalled her crushing defeat to Milia.
Losing to Alexia.
Being left behind by Alexia.
Finally, during the academy incident, she was severely wounded and fell unconscious without even seeing the enemy clearly.
And now, facing this fake father, she couldn't even harm him.
She was no longer the spirited Martial Heart Festival champion she once was, nor the future hope of the Kingdom of Midgar.
She was a weakling, a powerless weakling.
Terrifying red magical power began to surge within Princess Alice.
At this moment, a black mark appeared on Alice's chest, below her neck.
There were Holy Church people everywhere, and they all clearly knew that it was Demon Possession.
Alice felt something was wrong and looked at her chest.
The black mark was so obvious.
Alice suddenly slumped to the ground.
She desperately craved power, only to end up with Demon Possession.
"Demon Possession!" What a despair-inducing term.
Since ancient times, Demon Possession has been synonymous with evil. Now that she had Demon Possession, she would be scorned by all.
"Strange, she shouldn't have Demon Possession, should she? Is it because of too much emotional fluctuation?!" Sino thought to himself.
Repeated setbacks made Alice intensely crave power. Her overwhelming desire for power successfully activated the bloodline within her, the royal bloodline of the Kingdom of Midgar, the bloodline of Freya, one of the Three Heroes, the human hero.
Freya's bloodline was different from others. Freya had guessed something at the time, so she made special adjustments to her bloodline, making the probability of Demon Possession appearing extremely low.
It would only appear when her descendants had an extremely strong desire for power.
Demon Possession was not a curse but a blessing, and even a test.
Only those who could control their magic well could make the Demon Possession in their body disappear. Before it was controlled, the person involved would generally not die naturally.
Demon Possession was also considered a curse of diabolos.
The Three Heroes were once experimental subjects in the Holy Church's laboratory. They stood out among countless test subjects. They successfully endured the diabolos cells.
And everyone who activated Demon Possession gained the power of diabolos cells, but not everyone could wield diabolos cells.
However, if Demon Possession was successfully treated, after healing, one could obtain superhuman strength.