NOVPUBIf a member of the Demon Race can pass all the Nine Heavy Trials through their absolute power, then even if not one Great Demon Clan acknowledges them, the strongest demon with nine marks will still be eligible to compete for the position of the Demon King.
Similarly, even if one cannot pass a single trial, as long as they can have as many as nine Great Demon Clans swearing allegiance to them, they will also have the possibility of becoming the Demon King.
Among the surviving Great Demon Clans, almost all belong to the Three-stamp Demon Clan.
Generally, the Demon Race members who have no ambition to vie for the role of the Demon King will not challenge the Great Demon Clan Trial after they have three marks.
Each Great Demon Clan Trial almost always carries an impossible level of difficulty.
To reach the level of gaining marks, one must genuinely stake their life on it.
Furthermore, due to one’s unique characteristics, it’s predetermined that they cannot pass some Great Demon Clan Trials.
Finding and attempting the two most suitable trials out of the nine, only after gaining enough power, and then obtaining the nomination of a Great Demon Clan is the way for most powerful demons to become Great Demon Clan.
Herram Prison makes use of this by placing the three Great Demon Clans each into the trial of the Great Demon Clan that they have the worst compatibility with, effectively suppressing them.
Even if they can break through the blockade and escape from the cell, facing the entire layered zone that carries the trial rules will be their lethal nightmare.
Yet, every warden of the three layers is the most suitable Empire talent for these rules, freely moving within the level as if being a fish in water, they are almost the absolute masters of the layer as long as they do not trigger the real Great Demon Clan Trial.
Therefore, even though the three inner wardens are all humans, their ability to adapt to the content of the Great Demon Clan assessment means they are somewhat mentally abnormal.
Students who choose the "Herram Prison Guard Assessment" topic mostly consider it a success if they can reach negative third layer and leave. Very few students continue to delve deeper.
Moreover, it cannot be guaranteed whether the prison warden will make a move against them.
Yet, for Hyperion now, even if she truly doesn’t want to continue downwards, she must take risks for the sake of her mission!
"We need to focus more."
Hyperion turned her grip slightly tighter on the Great Love Poet’s forearm, reminding her.
At present, there’s a fifty percent chance of encountering a trial of will power, and the same odds of facing a trial of physical strength.
Although if the Great Demon Clan Trial is compared to a hero’s difficulty, then the prison guard assessment can be considered of normal difficulty.
But for them, normal difficulty is equally lethal.
"..."
"Okay."
The Great Love Poet took a small moment, her green eyes brightened a little, and she nodded in reply.
From her chat with Hyperion outside the prison, she fully understood what the lower three layers entailed.
She reminisced about her previous exchanges with the Demon Teachers at Purgatory Corridor Academy and confirmed that all Demons greatly respect the Great Demon Clan. Due to the level of difficulty, many demons pursuing the Great Demon Clan’s position died during the trial.
Humans may not recognize the uniqueness of the Great Demon Clan, but the Blood Clan greatly fears them, even a Blood Clan Marquis would maintain caution and apprehension when facing a Great Demon Clan.
Especially the unknown Great Demon Clan, they would make the Blood Clan treat them as an opponent that required full effort.
After becoming a Great Demon Clan, if their Innate Magic could reach the ultimate level, there was a probability of deriving abilities threatening the Blood Clan’s immortality.
Any possible miraculous magic that could shake the Blood Clan’s foundation is a target that the Blood Clan strives at all costs to eliminate.
Lanci shifted a little more of his focus from Protoss Royal Magic Academy’s Redmond building to the Great Love Poet in Herram Prison.
Over there, all he needed to do was to listen to Warden Bacas’s speech, make some simple responses from time to time, and chat with him.
He was practically acting as a talk companion now.
Meanwhile, he was acting as a play companion here.
"Let’s go, follow me closely."
Hyperion softly said to the Great Love Poet.
Her Protoss Royal Magic Academy students, with Hyperion at the helm, moved towards that deep purple mirror-like transport portal. They could feel the subtle fluctuations coming from the Void Gate, like the dance of magic power across the surface of water.
As her foot touched the edge of the portal, her figure began to change, merging like water, until it finally vanished entirely into the dark purple glow.
The next second, Hyperion felt a sensation of plummeting speedily from the Sea of Sky, her body weightless.
The temperature of the surrounding space quickly fluctuated. Occasionally, intertwining light rays and colors created a bizarre, twisted scene where dream and reality were indistinguishable.
In this rapid descent, Hyperion clenched her fists in tension, until the speed gradually slowed, and she knew she was about to hit the endpoint of this teleportation.
The exit burst forth with a dazzling light that engulfed her in an instant.
The moment she stepped into this negative four-layer space, Hyperion’s pupils flickered slightly.
"How can it be..."
Her words were cut off abruptly before she could finish.
Before losing consciousness, Hyperion roughly guessed that the negative fourth layer was the dire situation the Bingxue Witch had talked about.
On her student bracelet, a flickering deep red light displayed information -
[In the negative fourth floor of Herram Prison, survive and perform duties to gain a substantial number of service points.]
[Service points can be exchanged for resources inside the prison. All conditions must be met to advance to the next level and only then can trading privileges for service points be activated on the current level.]
[Current location: Herram Prison Negative Fourth Floor, Entrance Hall]
[Working Content: Unknown, but you must remain conscious]
[Conditions to proceed to Negative Fifth Layer: Successfully reach the negative fourth-floor transport hall, have a team service points greater than 4000, and obtain permission and evaluation from the fourth-floor warden.]
However, no one was able to view these messages in real-time.
Only a continuous flicker of red light was available, like a lone star singing a solitary rhyme.
...
Under the clear sky, looking up, one could see a bright and clean azure color.
In the spring, sunlight warmth lingered on the skin, and the sound of the waters by the canal was crisp and melodious.
Sitting on the bench by the street beside the Palace of Ichrite, one could enjoy the charming view.
In this season, put on a light casual outfit, the temperature was just right, everything was perfect, and it was easy to doze off on a leisure afternoon.
Hyperion, with her eyes open, was staring blankly at the sky.
The confusion in her eyes mixed with a touch of stagnation, just like seeing the end of a long dream and waking up, yet still a little reluctant to let go of the faint memories.
"Wasn’t I supposed to be in prison? It feels like I had a long dream..."
Hyperion woke up on the bench in Ichrite, yawning and muttering to herself,
"I even dreamt that I became a priest in a distant kingdom...how peculiar."
She stood up and stretched, feeling a bit shorter in height than in her dream. She was only thirteen or fourteen years old.
In the dream, it seemed to be the year 1798 of the Solar Calendar, while it was only 1795 now, everything seemed wonderful.
Soon, without deliberately recalling the dream, the remaining memories were swept clean by her brain in an instant.
