The three bodies swelled with a purple halo on their surface, transforming into three shadows that dashed towards Lucia's position.

The leading demon had a fierce expression on his face. Most demons naturally enjoyed fighting, especially when they had the opportunity to stomp on a demon king and follow their instinct to fight with all their might.

The demon extended his powerful palm, the fingertips curling into claws, and reached out to grab his target in front of him.

Lucia felt a shadow descending over her head. From the reflection on the ground, she saw a gigantic blood-red skeletal claw.

The space around the claw twisted, shrouded in black smoke.

As the demon's hand closed in, the giant claw above Lucia's head suddenly recoiled, transforming the twisted vortex-like space into shards of ice crystals, and the claw opened and closed down.

As Lucia's fan spun in her hand, the floor beneath her feet shattered and chunks of land rose from the ground, transforming into a massive stone hand even bigger than the skeletal claw. It quickly caught the descending claw.

Crack! The giant hand grabbed the claw and reversed each bone of its fingers. The people and demons present could hear the sound of the finger joints being squeezed, as if they could break at any moment.

Compared to the demon's attack, the martial arts method employed by the fighter was undoubtedly more direct.

He raised a meaty fist, his body swiftly charging forward. Countless black qi burst out from the roots of his fingers, directly attacking Lucia's head.

The physical fitness of the martial race could reach the level of "steel and iron," belonging to the type where the body equaled a weapon. Perhaps the physique of individual demon kings could not compare to theirs.

Maybe because he saw Lucia's control of elements in battle, the fighter concluded that this demon king was not good at close combat.

He thought that regardless of how amazing the opponent's magic power was, as long as he could get close to her without giving her any chance to use magic, even the demon king would have no chance to put up a fight.

"I never thought defeating the demon king would be so easy. It's too easy," the fighter said with a big advantage, quickly attacking.

Clang! With a flip of the fan handle, Lucia used the fan-like blade that extended between the fan panels to block the descending fist, momentarily trapping it.

At this moment, the fighter's frustration and anger were revealed on his face.

"You think my fan is just for being cute? Sorry, I can't make a cute face in front of you," Lucia said.

With a flash of her body, the shadow blocking the fighter's attack disappeared. His attack hit the ground, and his bloodstained fist caused the ground to sink several layers.

"Let me handle it!" The giant troll's enormous body was now enveloped in black light as he charged with all his strength.

As if incarnating a Titan, he ran with steps capable of shaking mountains, locking onto his target and raising his fist to strike.

As the danger approached, Lucia remained calm, watching the giant troll. When his fist was about to hit her, she suddenly swung her fan upwards.

The troll accepted the blow with his hand, and then a terrifying shockwave enveloped the surroundings, causing a fierce wind to sweep in all directions.

When the two companions looked at the troll again, they found that there were small cracks appearing on the surface of his palm.

Lucia spun her fan in place, causing the trembling troll's body to fly out for the second time.

The demon with a twisted and jealous expression shouted angrily. His thin body suddenly changed, and his clothes were torn as his body gradually revealed black scales reminiscent of dragon scales.

Black bone spines resembling thorns quickly grew out of the demon's body, extending from the back of his neck to his tailbone as if he had cast a catalytic magic spell.

"Oh, so you're not a pure-blooded demon?" To be honest, Lucia was surprised when she saw the true form of the demon; her current reaction was misunderstood by the demon as fear. The latter, whose expression no longer resembled a human face, was slowly twitching.

"Scared? You guessed right, I am scared---fortunately, I am a succubus. I don't have the courage to grow up looking like you.""......Looking for death!"

The demon was clearly enraged. The warrior demon beside him, his blood-stained hands trembling, spoke his opinion to the two:

"Don't be impulsive. The three of us just took turns attacking, but none of us could gain the upper hand against her. Even if we continue to fight now, it will probably end up with the same result."

"Don't want to fight anymore? Then get out of the way quickly, don't steal my prey."

Isabella disliked the people from the Senate more than Lucia. If they had to determine a winner between the two, she would prefer to see the three demons lose. Based on this reasoning, her mockery towards them was completely justified.

(whispering) "This woman is so irritating, always bossing us around!"

While complaining, the warrior demon couldn't use that tone to speak to Isabella. Instead, he had to be more polite:

"We understand that Her Grace intends to personally join the battle, but there is no need for you to intervene. We are more than capable."

"Just you guys?"

Isabella's mocking voice, fused with Lucia's, came one after another. Lucia's expression could be described as outrageously comical, like a vivid/gif-like dynamic image. Isabella continued to maintain her unchanged icy expression and disdainful gaze at the three demons, almost like she was watching a circus clown.

"Am I joking? Hahaha."

The warrior demon let out a cold laugh and pointed his finger at what Lucia held in her left hand, sensing the unnatural reaction from his opponent:

"Brothers, don't you find it strange? Even when faced with our combined attack, the Demon King didn't use her left hand nor did she have any intention of letting go of what she was holding. What does that imply?"

"It implies that she underestimates us and thinks she doesn't need both hands to deal with us?"

"..."

The warrior demon looked at the troll who answered seriously and decided not to say anything else. It had been proven that the intelligence of a team or group could be significantly reduced by one brainless member. The warrior demon had finally found the reason for his recent decline in intelligence.

"Let's not mind that fool. Angle, brother, I believe you have the same idea as me, right?"

"Do you mean...?"

The sharp horn on the demon's forehead became more prominent. He swayed his body and shot it out. Let's not worry about this "detachable" horn for now; at least Angle's thoughts were starting to align with the warrior demon.

The horn pierced through the air, accompanied by a terrifying howl, and flew towards Lucia, coming dangerously close to her.

Pfft!

Lucia's left arm was pierced in an instant, and the horn snapped back to Angle's forehead through the blood hole, with a few drops of crimson blood dripping from the sharp tip.

For a few seconds, Lucia reflexively bent her left hand due to the pain, and her lunchbox fell to the ground. But her left hand quickly stretched out again to grab the lunchbox, allowing her blood to form a puddle under her feet.

"Really! The Demon King can't use her left hand, or to be precise, she can't let go of what she's holding."

"Stop with the nonsense! Even if I only have one hand, I can still beat you all to death!"

The pierced arm quickly healed its wound, and traces of mana lingered around Lucia's left hand, with dots of light solidifying the dried blood. Within a short while, Lucia's injured left hand completely closed the wound, leaving only a shallow scar that would heal over time.

"The Demon King's healing power is impressive. Now, let's see if your wounds heal faster or if we can leave scars on you faster!"

The three demons formed a surround formation and attacked Lucia, not directly confronting her head-on but specifically targeting her left hand, rendering her unable to move freely.

"Blade!"

Mana solidified into an extremely sharp blade in front of the warrior demon. This was a basic magic that allowed him to shape common objects using his own strength. With a resolute shout, the surface of his held blade glittered with purple light, accompanied by countless dark and heavy sword energy, slashing through the void and striking heavily.

"Fan!"

Lucia let the fan drop downwards, causing gusts of wind to swirl around her, layer upon layer, creating invisible defenses.

Boom! Boom! Boom!

A loud explosion, the shining magic power burst and countless waves rippled out, bringing unparalleled force and waves of destruction.Lucia, weakened, still had the ability to withstand the joint attack of the three demons. However, the condition was that she would use both hands instead of stubbornly keeping her left hand behind her back for the sake of a lunch that could be easily bought again and to prevent her beloved from going hungry. The next wave of impact came crashing down, and Lucia's defense was on the verge of collapse. Under the continuous onslaught of magical forces, she continuously retreated, her pretty face turning red due to the surging blood and energy. There was only one way to break free from this desperate situation!

The three demons' attack was coordinated, with magical forces coming from three directions simultaneously, leaving Lucia exhausted in her defense. But what if one of them suddenly lost their combat power? It made sense to take out the leader first, but sometimes, in the face of a group battle, one had to think differently. Lucia realized this and came up with a plan: to reverse the situation, she had to defeat the weakest of the three demons first. She didn't have time to use magic, so she could only use the blade hidden in her fan as a weapon and take a desperate gamble!

With this thought in mind, Lucia's gaze sharpened instantly. She swiftly switched from defense to offense, her figure darting forward like a high-speed flying sword, unstoppable and directly aiming for the target's life. "I was prepared for this move!" shouted the Demon Fighter, realizing the opponent's intention, and immediately slashed from an oblique angle. Lucia quickly maneuvered in mid-air, immediately aimed at the sharp figure that had grown rapidly in her eyes, and unleashed a furious slash. The heavy blades flickered endlessly, emitting a piercing tearing sound as they sliced through Lucia's fan.

Clang! The clash of the blade and sword emitted dazzling flickers of dark light, flying in all directions. The violent energy surged outward without restraint, causing the atmosphere to tremble. In the end, Lucia emerged as the victor from the collision, driving the Demon Fighter back with each passing moment. After the strike, Lucia was about to launch the next counterattack when the Horned Demon suddenly rushed towards her. Following the predetermined plan, the Horned Demon threw a handful of dark-glowing sand.

"Ah!" Lucia's vision darkened, and a few seconds later, unbearable pain filled her eyes, causing her physical movements to become sluggish.