In the next week that followed certain events, movements could be seen across the Beast World that made many powerful figures apprehensive.

There were a variety of Demon Legions that were spreading out from the former Draconic Kingdom and waging war to the remaining three Mythical Kingdoms. Multiple Demon Kings were leading their forces against these powerful kingdoms that held powerhouses of LEGENDARY rank, and some MYTHICAL ranks at their forefront.

These powerhouses found the forces of demons shifting around with extreme urgency these few days, causing them to tighten their own defenses and wonder what they were planning now.

The Demon Kings had their own headaches as they had to soon move pieces towards the Northern Lands while keeping their positions and defending from the attacks of beasts.

Another factor that became a problem to consider was that who would be the one to head out to the location where one of them faced a True Death? None of the Demon Kings were cowards, but the reality that a being with the power to truly kill them existed gave them great feelings of apprehension. It was a feeling they were not used to before.

Talks and arguments took place as specific Demon Kings were chosen to lead their Legions towards the Northern Lands in the coming weeks. They would begin marching out the moment more information was gathered and their forces were reassembled as they returned even more firepower on the fronts where they were waging war against the Mythical Kingdoms.

Demon King Orias would be the one to head towards the Northern Lands first, her unique skill making her ideal for carrying out reconnaissance. Information would be key for them as they moved forward.

Deep in the center of the taken over Draconic Kingdom, the Sin of L.u.s.t, the 32nd ranked Demon King Asmodeus was calmly sitting on a throne of a grandiose castle. The throne was open to a large hall where lines of [Minotaurs], [Ogres], and enslaved [Dragons] were present.

of the future as he tried to predict the best possible ways to move from

guard like a dutiful dog. The being standing guard was a humongous [Bone Dragon]. Many people wouldn't recognize this figure if they tried, but those close could see glimpses

was the being that used to be the ruler of the Draconic Kingdom, now standing guard dutifully for the invaders that took his life and enslaved his people. The terror of demons had yet to

had passed since the terrible battle between two snowy mountains that

his soldiers swarmed to protect him. He, along with many of the injured individuals fighting on the Frozen Kingdom's side had all received healing from the Saint

had been saved through his hands,

clash with the Demon King some distance from the battlefield, the Saint had disappeared from everyone's eyes. This wasn't the only one to disappear, as the EPIC beasts that reinforced the Battalion Commanders were

rushed to the mountains soon after, leaving behind a field of blood and gore, but not a single corpse in

minds. What was the identity of the Saint that saved so many lives? Where

answers as the process of healing was taking

to lose his right arm even

loss he received from the battle...was the loss of his first son. The older prince was jailed in a secret location under the orders of the King as soon as the battle finished. The trusted Battalion Commanders did not raise any questions as they did

betrayal from his own blood made him despondent. Was he such

time passed, trying to understand the sequence of events as much as possible. This was the terror of Demon Kings, where even though they had won the battle, it still felt like they lost something much more. A shattered family where a son acted against his own father, who else can

caused on the counties and dukedoms before they reached Valen County and Shadow Dukedom were plentiful, destroying many of

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