Supremacy Games

A few days later...

Prince Beelzebub sat atop the tallest spire of his once-impregnable fortress, watching as the horizon filled with the armada of the SGAlliance troops.

Their vessels blotted out the stars, a shadowy shroud encapsulating his beleaguered capital. He could feel the vibration of their engines, the energy blasts echoing in the distance, growing closer and louder. "It's finally happening...Ah."

The once proud and sinister demon prince was new signing his sorrows away with a bottle of alcohol in his hand.

His heart pounded in his chest, not with fear but acceptance...His survival instincts had taken over his pride, making him understand that standing up for his territory signified signing his death contract.

He knew full well that Felix might appear at any moment, materializing out of thin air like some wraith, and Beelzebub had no illusions about the outcome of such an encounter.

The ending of the demon king Lucifer was staying rent- free in his mind...

"This city..." he murmured to himself, his eyes scanning the sprawling metropolis one last time.

Each soaring tower, each winding street, and each trembling soul residing within was a testament to his reign.

His fingers grazed the cold stone of the parapet, absorbing the final moments of the world he had so meticulously crafted.

Faint cries of demons began to rise as the first wave of SGAlliance troops touched down on the outskirts of the city.

Lights flashed on the horizon, the symphony of an impending battle starting its haunting crescendo. With a last sigh, he turned from the panorama of his soon—to—be-fallen capital, his crimson eyes gleaming in the flickering light.

"Farewell," he whispered into the icy wind, an unheard goodbye lost amidst the chaos.

He raised his hand, energy swirling at his fingertips, ready to cast himself into the darkness, far away from this place, far away from the relentless pursuit of the greatest demon hunter.

A final glance back, and Beelzebub disappeared into the shadows, prioritizing his survival over his empire.

His figure faded away just as the first explosions tore through the sky, casting his abandoned capital in a harsh, violent light.

His reign was over, but he was alive, lost in the boundless obscurity of the universe...

Unbeknownst to him, Felix never had any plans of hunting him down as it would compromise his more important mission, slaying the darkins.

really didn't show up

his own life for the sake of a

displeased tone, 'On one hand, I am happy with this outcome, but on the other, I really want those f*ckers dead and gone for good.‘ 'Likewise, but we can't have them both.' Felix said. 'We have more important stuff to do than

only thing that bothered Felix was the notion that the demon princes would always be around,

their rationality intact as the only

hidden, they wouldn't

the darkins?‘ Felix asked Lord Loki who was playing cards with the remaining free tenants from this

Lord Loki waved his hand in annoyance, 'Stop bothering me, I will

'Alright.'

masters were staying in the void realm with Nimo's help and Felix was quite antsy

couldn't resist The Paragon of Sins' uncontrollable pressure, they had to rely on Nimo to transform into an

was quite easy for hint and he found it fun

thrilled with the idea and he even didn't want to do it at the beginning. It was understandable as the moment he knew

the Paragon not making a move on Nimo even after Lucifer found out about him, Felix

***

great efforts and commendable teamwork from the SGAlliance's troops, Beelzebub's demon realm, Tartarus,

the ruins and the lingering smoky

World Tree, a monument to the SGAlliance's successful conquest, stood tall, breaking

spread wide and covered in myriad shades

them seem like they had woken up from an eternal

the seven demon realms, the SGAlliance

victory at last, the inner circle leaders had no intentions

troops to deal with the survivors and planned on taking off toward the next demon

had to stop this from happening as he

as the moment he ordered the troops to stay put for

...

The Next Morning...

these coordinates, you better move quickly if you want to catch

because it was impossible to track them in

'Much appreciated.'

guided Nimo in the right direction, knowing that he couldn't understand it as well as

capital. They really are planning to hold the SGAlliance's troops as

them.' Felix wasn‘t surprised

darkins were bound to play dirty and use either people close to hint or responsible for, to