The Author's POV

The demon's higher army was made up of one Duke-ranked demon, twenty-seven Marquis-ranked demons, and five hundred Count-ranked demons.

It was a force that should've easily wiped out anything that was on the planet.

They would have conquered the entire planet long ago had the demon's ultimate goal not been to make all orcs their contractees.

Suriol, the Duke-ranked demon in charge of overseeing this planet, was currently floating at the tail end of the army. Behind him were the twenty seven Marquis ranked demons delegates, while the Count ranked demons were at the very front, leading the legion of demons.

"Duke, we have almost arrived."

One of the demon delegates spoke.

Suriol came to a stop in the air and gazed into the distance.

"Hmmm..."

His brows furrowed tightly.

Likewise, the demon delegates came to a halt and turned their heads to look at one another. They found the manner in which Soriol was behaving to be rather peculiar.

"Is there anything that you are displeased with, Duke?"

The demon that had spoken before asked.

Suriol shook his head.

"No."

The demons took a breath of relief.

Suriol was notorious for his impatient and tyrannical nature. One wrong move and they would find themselves dead without knowing how they had died.

His next words, however, brought heavy tension into the air.

"...I just get the distinct impression that there are several powerful figures off in the distance, which the scout report didn't make me aware of at all. If the error was only by a factor of one, I could possibly have let things go; however, for some reason, I get the impression that the number of powerful figures is much greater than what is reported...why is that?"

The demon delegates broke into a cold sweat as they stared into the distance.

Even though he didn't make any outward displays of his anger and didn't say anything to indicate it, everyone understood that Suriol was incredibly angry at that very moment.

He was the sort of demon who was happiest when he was in complete control of everything, so the fact that this chain of events had clearly gone in the opposite direction of what he preferred was very frustrating to him.

For there to be variables that he hadn't thought of...he was clearly displeased.

"How is this possible? ...I'm sure our spies would've noticed if there was someone of that caliber in there."

One of the demons spoke up in shock.

"That's right, if there were this many strong people and we cou..."

The demon stopped halfway through his sentence.

In his sight was Suriol's raised hand, an indication for him to stop speaking.

speaking for now. I'll let this slide since this

relief

war,

uttered those words, the faces of the demon delegates hardened. All of them swallowed a mouthful of saliva as they

from Suriol had worked as their gazes turned sharp. Especially when they

want

From the looks of things, it appears as though our enemies are aware of the

gazed at the vast army in front of him with a dispassionate and icy

there is no immediate need for us to join the conflict. Observe the situation from

wings slowly started

previous location and materialized at the very top of the demon

Fwap.

air, he produced a massive shadow on the ground below. As he looked around the castle, his eyes

Silug.

are, orcen

croaky and sinister voice rang through the air like a gentle

extended his hand, and all of a sudden, a powerful force erupted from within him. It shot straight toward Silug in a ruthless manner, moving at

attack was so great that the surroundings began to warp, and as a result, several hundred demons fell from the sky and

"Move away!!"

who was subjected to such a terrifying attack, could only watch helplessly from below as it dove at terrifying

nothing

the orcs that were next to

synchronized the raising of their weapons and

"Roooooooar!"

and readied himself to launch an assault with all of his strength. He thrust his head back to glare at Soriol and shouted

if I die today, I won't die until I at least

against the ground, the ground beneath him began to crack, and the green hue that

from the runes that were attached to his body, giving it a hue

Crac...k. Crack! Cra...ck!

continued to pound his foot against the ground, the ground beneath him continued to crack and

"Haaaa!"

once more, a frightening energy started to appear at the very edge of his axe. At this point,

"Excuse me!"

front of Silug just as he was about

happened so quickly that he was barely able

Boooooom-!

air rose in the air, masking Silug's vision as well as the vision of those

"What the..Ukhh!?"

meters back due to the aftermath of

that appeared before

'What happened?'

settle, and by the time it was completely settled, what

a long and thick sword with one hand, blue lightning crackling all around his body, and two majestic yellow eyes that glowed a resounding yellow hue stood in front of

to be in pristine condition despite the powerful explosion that had occurred several

The sight...

imprinted inside Silug's

'Strong...'

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end

soft whisper rang in