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When there was no need to engage in direct combat with the main force of the high-ranking demons, Her Majesty Theresa seemed to take on the responsibility of protecting the soldiers.

While it cannot be guaranteed that everyone will be safe, at least the stalactites falling from the ceiling can be used—but even so, this will consume her precious divine power, resulting in some waste.

Naturally, after confirming his safety, Kino became worried about the battle situation.

Noticing Kino's worry, Mother Teresa yawned as she tossed away the fallen stalactite, still grumbling, and said: "Don't worry."

"Since they don't dare to use their high-level combat power first, we can relax a bit~ Relax, relax. A kid like you would definitely be the first to die if you were dragged onto the battlefield to fight the demons head-on back then."

"How terrifying?! But won't they target the secret passage...?"

"No. Because the World God and that bat have already started moving—it's the first time I've known that vampires' shapeshifting abilities can be used on demons..."

It might sound a bit far-fetched.

However, after realizing that the demons' collective consciousness network does not open to larvae during times of resource scarcity, and that vampires can transform into any object.

Yang Hao then turned his attention to the surging, charging young demons.

We were watching together.

There's also Margarita and the World God.

Chapter Twenty-Seven: [The Final Battle of the Capital] Part Four

As mentioned earlier, demons are peculiar beings. They possess each member within a strange, interconnected network of worlds called the "Mind Network."

Through their thought networks, higher-level demons can command lower-level demons to cooperate with them in launching attacks against enemies at will. However, this does not mean that the demons' thought networks will always accept the existence of larval-level demons.

After all, even for demons, the capacity of their thought networks is limited.

When there is no war, the demons live in peace and have surplus mental network bandwidth to meet the needs of their race.

However, during wartime, previously abundant resources become scarce. Even food might be concentrated on giving to individuals with high potential, causing a skew in the resources of the thought network...

Take the current situation as an example. In order to better defeat the human forces on the high ground, the demons have excluded the vast majority of the larval demons' mental network resources.

The larvae that are excluded will not receive much care from their "predecessors". They can only use sight or other senses to identify friend and foe, and cannot use their mental networks to quickly confirm each other's presence.

The larvae continued their relentless assault on human positions, while the higher demons behind them focused their efforts on finding a breakthrough.

Naturally... no demon noticed on the battlefield amidst the flying bullets.

There was an unusual larva sneaking back.

"I was just saying... were it really that easy for demons to infiltrate?"

Margarita muttered to herself, while Gaia, the world goddess who was disguised as a demon larva with her, rolled her eyes and said: "Besides the vampires, what other race in this world can you find that can change their body at will?"

It must be said that Margarita took advantage of a loophole in the devil's scheme.

As one of the most powerful alien races in the world, the vampires possess the greatest ability to shapeshift.

As long as the difference in body size isn't too great.

Vampires can then perfectly mimic some of the characteristics of the creatures they have sucked blood from.

Whether it's appearance, internal organs, or even the opponent's spellcasting movements, they can simulate them perfectly.

This directly intruded into a gap in the demon's knowledge—after all, in the demon's understanding, there is no individual who can transform into a demon and then revert to their original form.

Therefore, the demons weren't worried about the existence of Margarita's avatar at all. Besides, in the demon world, larvae come in all shapes and sizes. A demon larva that only slightly resembled a human was nothing to worry about.

Margarita and her companions used the demons' trust in their kind to complete the preliminary work for their infiltration. Even so, they still had to proceed with extreme caution during their infiltration.

After all, shells don't discriminate on the battlefield. Margarita didn't expect to avoid being accidentally hit after entering the chaotic battlefield, let alone after disguising herself as a demon.

Therefore... Margarita moved with extreme caution.

Use relatively large demons as cover whenever possible. Crawl forward whenever possible to avoid friendly fire.

But then again...

"...Is that demon leader going to leave before we infiltrate? I have a feeling that if the battle continues like this, the demon will collapse first."

"Stop talking nonsense. Do you think everyone has convenient teleportation technology like the United Nations, connecting supply lines seamlessly? The number of demons is limited to begin with, and there's not even a trace of the Mother Nest on this continent... It's normal for them to die off in the process, right?"

"I'm actually a little worried about whether the domestic ammunition supply is enough."

"...Ugh."

The World God seemed somewhat uneasy, while Margarita appeared more mature—though despite her maturity, Margarita was actually quite nervous.

Their objective this time was to infiltrate the demons and launch an attack on the demon leader, escape while the demons were in chaos, and prepare to guide Her Majesty Theresa's divine magic.

Although everyone on the high platform could see the conspicuous demon leader, there were simply too many high-ranking demons guarding the demon leader.

Theresa wasn't confident she could kill them with a single shot—therefore, Margarita had to lure some of the demons away. If she could kill them, all the better...

And to be honest, they don't really need to worry about their own safety.

After all, Theresa had also provided them with the worst-case scenario guarantee: if they were truly in danger of dying, the amulets on their bodies would send them directly back to the platform. This ensured their safety, but it also hindered their desperate efforts.

Margarita wasn't sure if this was good or bad, but at least she was certain that they could confidently focus all their energy on their current work.

They tried every means to infiltrate. But the number of demons was becoming increasingly sparse.

The number of demon larvae around them has greatly decreased, replaced by a dense swarm of larvae that have not yet charged.

Some demons had already vaguely noticed the anomaly. But after a precise scan, they concluded that this creature, composed entirely of demonic organs, was probably not an enemy.

They did not stop Margarita from retreating further, but the increasing number of gazes made the vampire president realize that they could only infiltrate this far at most—to a distance of about sixty meters from the demon leader.

They could no longer retreat.

“Although we avoided the high ground fire as much as possible... this also means we have no choice but to fight,” World God muttered. As she spoke, a shell grazed Margarita's ear, struck a solid piece of the ruins, and then slid off the ground before crashing into the ceiling. “Take back what I said... at this rate, we might really get killed by our own people first. Margarita, is it time to make a move?”

"hold on."

Margarita shook her head, her body betraying her by taking a few more steps back.

"We have to wait a while... otherwise going out now would be a pointless failure. Let's wait a little longer... until the demons are forced to hesitate about whether to continue advancing or retreat, that will be our best time to attack."

"That's fine... but do you think our ammunition malfunctioned first, or the demons' attack?"

Gaia looked at the ramp leading to the high platform in the distance.

The barbed wire above has been mostly dismantled, and the demons have begun hand-to-hand combat with the golems.

The United Nations' firepower suppression was noticeably weaker, and many weapons were even emitting a visible red glow from their muzzles.

It looks like they're about to collapse?

Their hearts sank into their throats.

But it was at this moment that they noticed.

The demon's larvae also seem to have been completely consumed.

Chapter Twenty-Eight: The Decisive Battle in the Capital [Part Five]

With the underground larvae exhausted, the demons had to send out their larvae and higher-ranking demons to advance the battle line—in this situation, Margarita's disguised demon larvae were far too conspicuous among the group.

Almost all the demons were watching him.

If they hesitate any longer, they will either have to obey orders and advance, only to be shot by friendly forces, leading to mission failure, or they will be discovered by the demons and "dealt with."

This put Margarita under immense mental pressure, but it also made her realize that the die was cast and she had no choice but to take action.

[I have no choice but to go for it!]

He made eye contact with the nun on the platform.

Margarita gritted her teeth and, amidst the exclamations of the World God, reverted to her transformed state.

Returning to human form wasn't for better killing of demons, but purely to draw their attention and avoid friendly fire. Even so, Margarita remained pale: because her allies seemed to have genuinely targeted her.

"That's why I hate infiltration work! What does it mean for a president to do infiltration?!"

The vampire president, transformed into a grotesque humanoid weapon, screamed and, taking advantage of the demons' sudden surprise, charged fiercely at the demon leader.

Of course, she didn't expect to defeat the demon leader on her own.

Although the demon leader has evolved many abilities that are beneficial to team combat, it does not mean that the demon leader is a fat sheep to be slaughtered when facing powerful enemies.

Ultimately, it only needs to hold off Margarita for a while to win—as long as Margarita can't kill it in one blow, the high-ranking demons around the demon leader can protect it.

So in a sense, the opportunity to behead the demon leader is actually a trap set by the demon leader.

but--

Margarita never expected to succeed. She wasn't going to risk it; all she wanted to do was attract the devil's attention.

So, after easily tearing apart the bodies of the nearest few demon larvae with his claws, and actually giving the nearest high-level demon a real claw strike.

The agile bat dodged and weaved through the horde of demons, eventually ending up near the demon leader.

Unsurprisingly, almost all the high-level demons were gathered here. Even if the allied forces' weapons on the platform wanted to attack the demon leader, they would most likely be blocked by the high-level demons in front of them.

Naturally, Theresa was also unable to deliver the crucial blow to the demon leader.

"After all, there's a big difference between killing someone with one blow and seriously injuring them with one blow."

She muttered to herself, then used her divine power to deflect the stalactites that kept falling from her head into the horde of demons. She then gestured towards the densely packed corpses on the slope:

"A fatal blow would ensure that the demons don't evolve any means to counter divine power. But if it's just a serious injury... I don't think you, Yang Hao, would enjoy playing hide-and-seek with a demon for years, would you?"

She looked with her greyish-white eyes at Margarita, who was locked in combat with the high-ranking demons surrounding the demon leader. After a moment of silence, she shook her head:

"The demons are very disciplined—not a single high-ranking demon has left their post so far. What are we going to do?"

"In the worst-case scenario, we're allowed to play hide-and-seek with the demon leader. After all, as long as we win, it doesn't matter how much destruction the demon leader causes during his short few months of existence."

"you sure?"

"It's true—after all, if we can solve the demonic calamity almost permanently, it's acceptable for a few people to die."

“I see…then it’s up to Miss Margarita to try her best—Naruja. Let Gorem push forward. See if you can help.”

Under Theresa's orders, Naruja took control of the makeshift golems and went to the battlefield.

The golem and the demon larva collided violently on the narrow slope. The mountain of corpses was crushed by the heavy giant foot, and disgusting groans echoed in the underground cavern.

The golems have put immense pressure on demons. This is not only because the golems are efficiently killing demon larvae, but also because the golems' activities foreshadow an imminent human counterattack.