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

the demons sighed in relief when they heard

you do in the war, I'll decide

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

gazes turned sharp. Especially when they were looking at

do you want

appears as though our enemies are aware of the fact

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

no immediate need for us to join the conflict. Observe the situation from where you are and intervene if you notice anything out of

slowly started to

previous location and materialized at the very top

Fwap.

wings even further in the air, he produced a massive shadow on the ground below. As he looked around the castle, his eyes eventually settled on a specific individual inside the

Silug.

you are, orcen

rang through

a sudden, a powerful force erupted from within him. It

the surroundings began to warp, and as a result, several hundred demons fell from the sky and smashed into the ground. This was all caused by the residual demonic energy that was left over from that one

"Move away!!"

only watch helplessly from below as it dove at terrifying speeds in his

he could do nothing against the

that were next to him felt

this, not a single one of them surrendered as they synchronized the raising of their weapons and

"Roooooooar!"

shaken by the tremendous roar that Silug let out. He brandished his enormous axe and readied himself to launch an assault with all of his strength. He thrust his head back

I die today, I won't die until

foot against the ground, the ground beneath him began to crack, and the green hue that was emanating from his body began to rapidly

runes that were attached

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

to pound his foot against the ground, the ground beneath him continued to crack and it wasn't long before

"Haaaa!"

axe. At this point, the attack that Soriol had launched against him was only a few meters away,

"Excuse me!"

Silug just as he was about to cut with his

happened so quickly that he was barely able to react to

Boooooom-!

terrifying explosive sound as the dust in the air rose in the air, masking Silug's vision as well as the vision of those around

"What the..Ukhh!?"

his body skid several meters back due to the aftermath of the

of that, his mind never stopped thinking about the figure that appeared before him just as Soriol's attack was about to

'What happened?'

seconds for the dust to settle, and by the time it was completely settled, what Silug saw was a set of

around his body, and two majestic yellow

both appeared to be in pristine condition despite the powerful

The sight...

imprinted

'Strong...'

***

the other end of

whisper rang in