Becoming the Demon Lord: Taming the Demon Queen Begins

Netherworld.

Sylvia's gaze lingered slightly as she stared at the neon-lit, rainbow-colored entrance.

Aside from entering the Netherworld to find the source of the chaos in the Sepulcher of the Sacred, there was someone else waiting for her there—someone she hadn't seen in what felt like forever: the Princess of the Netherworld, Erelyn.

"Maybe… I'll finally see her again."

A faint, relieved smile appeared on Sylvia's lips.

"Let's go."

Taking a step forward, Sylvia unexpectedly reached out and grabbed Timothy's hand.

Their fingers intertwined, and it felt like they could sense each other's warmth.

Sylvia lowered her head slightly, as if savoring the sweet, tender moment of holding hands with Timothy.

"Let's go. I've never seen what the capital of the dead looks like."

Timothy smiled softly, and the two of them walked toward the door.

"Are you serious? That's the Netherworld we're talking about!"

Holy Maiden Aeliana was clearly a bit flustered.

After all, she had never heard of any living person entering the Netherworld before.

"If you don't want to come, that's perfect. One less third wheel to worry about."

Timothy glanced at the slightly nervous Holy Maiden Aeliana and Azura, teasing them with a grin.

"I… Of course I'm coming! Don't leave me behind!"

Holy Maiden Aeliana, not wanting to be left out, hurriedly rushed forward and grabbed onto Sylvia's sleeve in a panic.

"This place is full of dead Holy Emperors! I'd rather be a third wheel than stay here!"

Azura, equally freaked out, quickly latched onto Timothy's clothes.

Clearly, the terrifying scenes inside the Sepulcher of the Sacred had left a deep impression on her young mind—after all, she was only two hundred years old.

At that moment, the light radiating from the Chromatic Origin Stone enveloped the three of them, along with the dragon.

The space around them began to warp and tremble, as if it were opening a path to the other side.

As the space twisted and shifted, Timothy and Sylvia's bodies gradually became translucent, slowly fading into the void.

But Holy Maiden Aeliana and Azura suddenly realized that their bodies weren't changing at all.

When they touched the rainbow-colored door, it felt like they were being repelled, bounced back by some invisible force.

"Wait, what's going on?!"

Both Holy Maiden Aeliana and Azura immediately understood the gravity of the situation.

They could feel that Timothy and Sylvia were about to cross through the door and enter the Netherworld, but they themselves were being rejected, unable to pass through.

"That's weird. We should all be able to go through, right?" Timothy turned around, puzzled.

Sure enough, he quickly noticed the strong repulsion Holy Maiden Aeliana and Azura were experiencing.

But why could he and Sylvia pass through?

As he thought about it, Timothy suddenly realized that, standing before the door created by the Chromatic Origin Stone, his body was faintly glowing with a radiant, golden light.

Meanwhile, the pure white lotus above Sylvia's head was also emitting a flawless, pristine glow.Nôv(el)B\\jnn

"Could it be that I can pass through because of my Ancient Saintly Body, and Sylvia because of the lotus that Holy Emperor Aldric gave her?"

It seemed like only those protected by something that could ward off evil were allowed to enter the Netherworld.

Clearly, Holy Maiden Aeliana and Azura didn't have that protection.

"Well, that's a bit unfortunate. Looks like you two won't be coming with us this time. Guess we'll see you when we get back from the Netherworld." Timothy let out a mock sigh, though there was a playful smile on his face.

"Liar! You're not sad at all! You're just excited to have fewer third wheels!"

"Yeah, you're totally planning to sneak off and have a honeymoon with Goddess Sylvia without us!"

Holy Maiden Aeliana was on the verge of tears, while Azura frantically poked at the rainbow-colored door that was already starting to fade.

But no matter what they did, the door showed no signs of letting either of them through.

As Timothy and Sylvia's figures gradually faded, they were almost completely swallowed by the shimmering doorway.

"Bye-bye, Holy Maiden and Azura! Make sure you stay put here. The place is crawling with the corpses of Holy Emperors. If you accidentally let them in, well… let's just say it won't end well," Timothy said with a grin, waving as he gave his parting advice.

A beam of light enveloped them, and both he and Sylvia vanished into the rainbow-colored door.

"This is so unfair!"

Holy Maiden Aeliana and Azura looked at each other, both on the verge of tears.

They never imagined things would turn out like this. Timothy and Sylvia were off to the Netherworld for what seemed like a romantic getaway, while they were stuck here, unable to move.

Thud, thud, thud.

Just then, a knocking sound echoed from the door.

It was clear that the corpses of the Holy Emperors had sensed the presence of living beings inside.

Even though they knew the door had some kind of powerful barrier that prevented the corpses from entering, the constant knocking was terrifying.

Huddled together, Holy Maiden Aeliana and Azura trembled in fear, clinging to each other for warmth and comfort.

"Holy Maiden, I want to go on a honeymoon too…" Azura whimpered, her eyes brimming with tears. She had never felt so wronged.

"Who doesn't?! Those two are just too much!" Holy Maiden Aeliana cried out, her own eyes welling up.

But soon, the increasingly loud banging on the door drowned out her voice. The two of them—one human, one dragon—looked utterly pitiful, shivering in fear.

[Ding!

Successfully collected one tear from Dragon King Azura.

Successfully collected one tear from Holy Emperor-level being, Holy Maiden Aeliana.

System reward: "Ghostly Aura Concealment" – Allows the host to mask their living aura, making it impossible for ghosts to detect them.]

Amidst the chaos, the system's voice echoed in Timothy's mind.

This time, they had crossed between two worlds using the laws of space itself, which caused severe spatial distortion and turbulence.

Passing through the door had taken a toll on Timothy.

Everything was a blur of chaos, and it took him a while to recover.

Slowly opening his eyes, Timothy saw the dark blue sky above him.

This sky was nothing like the one in the normal world.

Not only that, but there was a faint chill in the air around him.

The cold atmosphere was thick with ghostly energy.

"This… this really is the Netherworld!"

Timothy was a bit taken aback. He slowly sat up, his body aching from the journey.

Even though they had successfully crossed between worlds, it seemed that even with the Chromatic Origin Stone, the cost of the process had been significant.

Catching the Chromatic Origin Stone as it gently floated down, Timothy sat up fully.

But soon, he realized something was terribly wrong.

"Wait… where's Sylvia?"

Frantically looking around, Timothy saw nothing but the empty, eerie landscape. Sylvia was nowhere to be found.

The only thing left was the white lotus that had once rested on her head, now lying beside him, still faintly carrying her scent.

Sylvia… was gone!