Vixelleth wrapped Zherlthsh's body with water and healed her melting human face. They both were warned not to expose themselves as demons if there were people watching them.
Luckily, Vixelleth blocked Jeanne and the others' hearing with her bubble of water around them. If she didn't do that, their cover would be blown away and she would have to kill those Awakeners that were with Jeanne.
"Hmm? Are you not afraid? Don't you remember what happened when the last time we played together?" Glasya asked as she walked slowly toward Vixelleth.
"As I said, I don't care about you and I don't even bother to remember what you did," Vixelleth answered.
"Both of you are always the same. Not fun, and so weak!" Glasya said as she released a wave of blue flame toward Vixelleth.
Vixelleth splashed the blue flame and it was enough to extinguish it. Glasya wasn't surprised about it and decided to fly toward her.
Vixelleth glanced her eyes toward something behind Glasya. Glasya noticed that and immediately turned her head over her left shoulder. She saw Zherlthsh fully recovered and her fist was right in front of her with [Hellfire] wrapped around her fist.
Zherlthsh punched Glasya in the face and pushed Glasya down with her fist. She slammed Glasya and immediately flew to Vixelleth's side.
"I never thought I would get hurt by Hellfire," Glasya said as she slowly stood up and put her left hand on her left cheek. "Looks like you weren't lying about gaining more power," Glasya continued as the robe on her body fell off and exposed her naked body.
Both Zherlthsh and Vixelleth took a few steps back to make some distance between them and Glasya.
Glasya ripped off her blue skin, and underneath that beautiful body lay bright orange skin. It looked like she was removing her latex suit and showing off her true skin.
"No more playing, I will bring every single one of you to Gehenna," Glasya said as she threw the blue skin to the ground and left some to cover her breast and crotch.
Glasya showed her terrifying four dark orange wings with their orange translucent skin-like membrane that she hid on her back. The wings weren't like what Vixelleth or Zherlthsh had. Glasya wings had no bones inside, and it was all just pure muscle.
Glasya's long curly blue hair turned black as it was covered in black smoke. Even though she was in her true form, she was still as beautiful as she was in her previous form. She was indeed the most beautiful demon princess in her true demonic form compared to the others.
"Adramalech! Daeva!" Glasya shouted, and her voice echoed throughout the sky like a rumble of thunder as she slowly flapped her wings and floated up in the air.
The two demon lords appeared right behind Glasya, and they were staring down at Zherlthsh and Vixelleth.
Glasya cracked every joint in her long fingers, and then a bright light orange fire appeared above her palms. That flame was nothing like any other because it looked so divine, and Jeanne could tell it wasn't any ordinary flame.
Zherlthsh and Vixelleth started to get worried because that flame was something that only Glasya and Asmodeus could handle and use. It was the flame that Lucifer himself bestowed upon both of them. The [Holy Flame] outmatched all the flames that existed in all worlds. A flame that could swallow the sun when the [Holy Flame] touched it.
They both knew at that moment that Glasya wasn't lying about not playing around anymore. A single touch of that flame was enough to kill both of them because of the divine power it contained. Not to mention both Adramalech and Daeva were right behind her, the ninth and the eighth demon lords of Asmodeus.
"If it's a big number, I lose a head, if it's a small number, send Adramalech and Daeva back to Gehenna and lock them in the tower," Beldathiel's voice could be heard from the forest.
Glasya was surprised to see Beldathiel was there as well, and then she looked at the dice that rolled over on the ground. It was a one, and suddenly both Adramalech and Daeva got sucked into a rift that appeared right behind them.
"I thought I said it clearly to bring her to me, but what are you two doing here?" Beldathiel asked as she stared at Zherlthsh and Vixelleth with her lazy eyes. "Do you know how tiring it was to walk here?" Beldathiel continued as she walked toward Glasya.
Glasya was trembling in fear when she saw Beldathiel and the dice that floated above Beldathiel's plan.
"If it's a big number, I lose a head. If it's a small number cut off Glasya's wings," Beldathiel said as she threw the dice on the ground.
Glasya's wings got pulled off by a mysterious force, and she was screaming in pain as she fell to the ground.
"If it's a big number, seal Glasya's power. If it's a small number I lose a head," Beldathiel said as she kicked the dice on the ground.
It was a three, and Beldathiel sighed as she stared at the dice, but nothing happened to her. She then kicked the dice again. "If it's a big number, I lose a head. If it's a small number seal Glasya's power," Beldathiel said as she watched the dice roll.
The dice stopped right in front of Glasya, and it was a six. Glasya turned back to her previous form as she was still screaming in pain.
Beldathiel grabbed the dice from the ground, and then she looked at Jeanne and the others who stared at her. They were all petrified by how powerful she was; all she had to do was roll the dice three times, and everything was over instantly.
"You both should continue and protect them until they cleared the twentieth floor as Mykel ordered," Beldathiel said.
Vixelleth turned around and removed the water bubble around Jeanne and the others. "Come on, we have a demon lord to kill," Vixelleth stared at them.
Jeanne nodded with understanding, and then they all followed Zherlthsh and Vixelleth. They all walked past Beldathiel, and still couldn't believe what they had just witnessed. The Awakeners that Jeanne brought with her had no idea who she was, and they didn't have the guts to ask about who she was.
Beldathiel looked and looked at Glasya who sounded like she was crying and grunting at the same time. She then touched Glasya's head and took all the power that she had sealed earlier into her body after Jeanne and the others were far away from her. She could handle the holy flame like it was nothing, and that was the reason she was the second strongest demon princess.
"It's a shame that you lose a head," Mykel's voice could be heard from behind.
Beldathiel turned around and raised her eyebrows as she spun the dice in her hands.
"I can just create another one in a few hundred years. But yes, it's a shame," Beldathiel answered as she stared at the dice.
Beldathiel had so many copies of herself that she created from her own dead skin. There were at least two hundred of them in her castle.
It happened thousands of years ago when Beldathiel got so bored and noticed the dead skin that fell off her bed. She looked at it and decided to collect all the dead skins that she produced. She collected enough to create her own body with it, and then she shared her consciousness with her own copy.
Beldathiel thought if she had so many copies of her, she could do something fun with it. Unfortunately, since they all shared the same consciousness, they were too lazy to do anything. In the end, there were hundreds of them scattered around inside her castle doing nothing.
"Still, you will never lose the bet since you have hundreds of you in your castle," Mykel said as he stood right next to Beldathiel and stared at Glasya on the ground.
"So, are you really going to bring her to your world?" Beldathiel asked.
"Of course. I never thought Asmodeus would be stupid enough to send his own daughter down here. This is an opportunity that won't come twice," Mykel answered as he crouched in front of Glasya.
Mykel grabbed Glasya's hair and lifted her head so she could see his face.
"You're mine now," Mykel said with a smile.
