Eris is not a demon but an ancient god of a certain world. Due to various accidents, she was captured by wizards and thrown into this sunless Black Prison, with most of her essence worn away.
This cooperation with the demons was originally not by choice. Now, seeing the major event unfold, the outside of the Black Prison remains dead silent, with no sign of reinforcements arriving, inevitably causing some anxiety.
Compared to her, Shallow Jin Ryoko, as a demon, appeared much more confident.
"So close... you've already caught a whiff of that enticing aura from the Black Prison Castle, haven't you?" The dark lips on the fleshy tentacle curled slightly, revealing a meaningful smile: "As long as the Xuanhuang Fruit is here, the fog will surely come."
