Perhaps, as a member of the demon race, my characteristics are really subtle, so most people would forget about the fact that I am a demon. It's not surprising though, because throughout the entire West Avlendu, the only race that resembles humans more than me is the vampire clan.

However, if someone were to notice my demonic traits, even the top ten ranked hero groups in the continent should hesitate before challenging me. Because my true form is simply too dangerous!

As I opened my mouth, a voice carrying a dangerous aura emanated from my throat.

"Question: What is the world?"

"Be careful, he's starting an incantation!" the blond hero was the first to notice what I was doing and exclaimed loudly.

"Huh? Incantation? Is he using magic? Then why did she tear off her own shirt earlier?" the redhead hero looked puzzled.

"Probably... just to liven things up, I suppose?" the dark-skinned hero defended me.

"Answer: The world is a body composed of the most fervent flames," I continued my incantation.

"I say, aren't you going to stop him from incanting?" Eldew's eyes were filled with a bewildered expression as he addressed the group of heroes.

"Shut up! Despicable demon. Waiting for someone to finish their incantation is basic courtesy for heroes!" the redhead girl angrily stated.

So that's it? The term "hero" shouldn't be a homonym for fool, right?

"Yeah! Watching someone complete their incantation or transform is the least we can do to show respect!" the blond hero added with a general shout.

Wait a minute, it's one thing to wait for someone to finish incanting, but what's with waiting for them to transform? Are there often people who transform in front of heroes, and are heroes obliged to watch?

"Answer: The world is a spirit tempered by the coldest winds," I continued.

"Ah, ah, ah, ahchoo! S-sorry!" the dark-skinned hero suddenly sneezed.

"Fool! Control yourself! What if you startle him and cause his incantation to fail?" the redhead girl remained angry.

Eh? Shouldn't you be glad that it failed?

What do I do? Suddenly, I feel an inexplicable pressure on my shoulders. I suddenly have a sense of duty to make this incantation succeed!

"Answer: The world is a will formed from the firmest land," I continued.

"Oh no, this magical power, what's happening? Back off, back off, we're going to be sucked into a vortex of magic!" the blond hero's face turned pale as he screamed hoarsely.

Perhaps because they had never seen their comrades in such a panicked state before, the faces of the other two heroes also turned pale, and they quickly began to retreat.

"Answer: I am the world, and the world is me," I concluded the incantation.

With this, the incantation was completed.

From this terrifying spell, it should be easy to discern my identity.

That's right, I am the oldest, most mysterious, most powerful, most resilient, and most intelligent race in this world.

A turtle clan!

After completing the incantation, I retreated into my shell.

Although I am a turtle, I generally don't retreat into my shell. Because, as handsome as I am, it would be the biggest loss for the world if fewer people could see me.

Moreover, this shell is not something you can just enter randomly. It requires the World Incantation to be performed.

That's right, the long and impressive incantation earlier was specifically for opening the shell.

But well, once I'm inside, it's good. Because inside the shell is a comfortable, pristine white space.

As for how big this space is, I have never explored it. I usually just sit at a table with two chairs and leisurely drink tea.

Every time I enter the shell, there are always two steaming cups of tea on the table. I don't know who prepares it, nor do I know who it's prepared for.

Well, since the taste is good, I don't mind that much.

Besides the table and chairs, there is also a small bookshelf not far away. However, being so wise, I naturally disdain reading those books. Of course, it's not because I'm lazy that I don't read those books. It's because no matter how profound the knowledge in those books may be, they are meaningless to me.

I am all-knowing and all-powerful!

Not to mention anything else, I am absolutely safe inside the shell.

Because the Demon King once said that my shell is the hardest thing in the world. However, if someone were to try to move the shell from the outside, I would still be somewhat affected inside.After I finished a cup of tea, two scenes appeared in the sky. In the scenes, the real-time events of the outside world were unfolding.

Three heroes were staring at me in astonishment.

It's no wonder they were dumbfounded. This world-class magic can probably only be done by me.

"Um... he went into the shell..."

The hero with yellow hair murmured as if in a dream.

"Yes... uh-huh..."

The hero with dark skin and the hero with red hair nodded. Their faces were ashen, as if betrayed by the whole world.

"It's strange, isn't my master a rightful and great member of the demon race? Unlike my despicable demon self?"

Eldew looked at the heroes with dark skin and red hair, gloatingly.

Don't be like that, Eldew, don't kick someone when they're down!

Look at the one with dark skin, he already looks hopeless, and the redhead is on the verge of tears, his face turning the color of his hair!

"It's... it's strange, I clearly felt the elements continuously moving and forming dreadful magical whirlpools, it's, it's true!"

The hero with yellow hair's face was alternately pale and flushed.

"Damn it!"

The emotions the redhead girl had been accumulating erupted in an instant, and she charged towards me in a frenzy. The hero with dark skin, fearing that she might do something foolish in her excitement, intercepted her halfway.

"Don't stop me! I want to break that shell and kill that dead fish-eyed guy!"

Oh dear, volatile women are truly terrifying.

Come on, if you dare, break my shell.

Your venerable King of the Sea won't move a muscle, I'll just stay hidden in my shell. If you have the guts, catch me!

"No, please, let me be the one to break the turtle shell!"

It seemed like a sinister aura emanated from the hero with dark skin.

"I will make sure that the despicable demon race that deceived my longing heart gets the punishment it deserves!"

The hero with dark skin said resolutely.

These guys are truly causing trouble for no reason, deceiving and despicable one moment, yet it was always they themselves who were talking nonsense.

I feel a little aggrieved.

I saw the hero with dark skin take a deep breath, then he raised the large hammer in his hand and with the force of thunder and fire, smashed it towards my shell.

Bang.

A loud dull sound.

Then, the hero with dark skin was thrown back dramatically due to the recoil. As for me in the shell, I was not affected in any way.

You couldn't even make the shell tremble, you really need to put in some effort. Did you forget to have your meal or something!

Hahaha.

Sitting securely in my shell, I happily drank my tea.