“Now, let me show you why I am the only Arch-demon chosen by Her Majesty to lead the war!”
After speaking, Heidel closed his eyes, and an overwhelming demonic power erupted from his body.
The force of the demonic energy stirred up a sandstorm around him, and the nearby humanity soldiers were thrown hundreds of meters away.
Moments later, his previously shattered body began to regenerate, visibly repairing itself.
“Demon Transformation,” Heidel murmured softly, slowly opening his eyes.
The demonic power surged into the sky, crashing against the ancient magic circle with a deafening explosion.
Ten kilometers from the center of the Desert of Chaos…
“Pufft!”
In the heart of the formation, Rain’s eyes suddenly widened as she spat blood.
The surrounding mage soldiers froze, exchanging stunned glances.
“What happened to Great Mage Rain? Why is she coughing up blood?” a female mage asked, alarmed.
“I’m not sure, but something seems off with the ancient magic circle she’s maintaining,” her companion replied, matching her worried tone.
They turned to Rain, concerned and ready to help, but she swiftly raised a hand, halting them.
“Stay in your positions. Focus only on channeling your mana to me,” Rain instructed calmly, wiping the blood from her mouth.
The mages nodded obediently, not daring to argue, though concern flickered across their faces as they noticed Rain’s pallor.
Rain glanced down, eyes narrowing at the pool of blood below her.
“Who attacked my ancient magic circle?” she wondered, her senses on high alert.
Though her injuries were not life-threatening, the impact left her feeling deeply unsettled.
After all, the magic circle of ancient magic should be immune to any attack unless it originated from an equally formidable source.
Furthermore, Valen and Guren, who were leading the battle, were supposed to ensure that no attacks reached the magic circle, according to their earlier plan.
“Is a powerful enemy entering the battlefield?” This thought flashed through her mind, causing her expression to shift slightly.
If that were true, it would explain why her magic circle had been struck by such an unusually powerful attack.
Snapping back to reality, Rain took a slow, steady breath, tightening her grip on her magic staff.
“I must not let my concentration waver,” she whispered as she slowly closed her eyes.
With determination, she absorbed the mana being channeled to her, intensifying the ancient magic she was chanting.
Meanwhile, the tension on the battlefield continued to rise. However, the emergence of ancient magic that suppressed the entire demon army dramatically shifted the situation.
The demon forces, once dominant, suddenly faced a dire predicament. They were ruthlessly slaughtered by the humanity army, unable to offer even the slightest resistance.
In just fifteen minutes, thousands of lives had been lost to the merciless onslaught of humanity’s forces.
Witnessing this, Lilith gritted her teeth, her expression betraying her barely contained rage.
She fixed her gaze on the hundreds of humanity soldiers poised to strike down the demon troops and swiftly cast an immensely powerful spell.
In an instant, the soldiers vanished without a trace.
Yet, instead of feeling satisfaction, Lilith was consumed by an anger she could barely contain.
“If this continues, our army will be wiped out without a trace,” she whispered softly, her palms clenched tightly.
Despite her determination to save her demon army, she felt isolated, finding it nearly impossible to move across the battlefield to assist those being slaughtered by humanity’s forces.
Additionally, her strength was severely diminished by the magic field of the Desert of Chaos and the overwhelming pressure of the ancient magic bearing down on her.
“No, I can’t let that happen!” Lilith’s expression hardened as she tightened her grip on her magic staff. “Big Sister has given me the opportunity to participate in this war, and I promised her I would bring victory to our demon race. I cannot let her down.”
Steeling herself, she took a deep breath and raised her magic staff high in her right hand.
Before she could complete the incantation, an unusually loud explosion erupted from the south.
The blast was so deafening it made her gasp in shock. As she turned to look at the source of the sound, her eyes widened in horror.
“What a terrifyingly incredible demonic power!” she exclaimed in disbelief.
In her vision, she beheld a vast and boundless wave of demonic energy resembling an ocean. The force was so devastating that it obliterated everything within a radius of hundreds of meters, leaving only an enormous sandstorm in its wake.
Suddenly, she snapped out of her shock, contemplating who could have unleashed such a terrifying phenomenon.
“Could it be Garan? Or Terran? No, with their strength, that can’t be possible,” she murmured cautiously.
Thus, there was only one figure capable of such destruction.
“Arch-demon Heidel!” Lilith’s heart raced as she stared anxiously at the explosion of demonic power.
“Who could have forced Arch-demon Heidel into this situation? Is it the Spear Hero? But how could he have cornered him to such an extent?” Lilith pondered, her expression betraying an uncommon sense of panic.
In previous battles, Arch-demon Heidel had easily suppressed the Spear Hero of Humanity with minimal effort. However, she never anticipated that within just a few days, the Spear Hero would attain such a formidable level that Arch-demon Heidel would have to regard him seriously.
Quickly, she turned her gaze back to the thousands of humanity soldiers, locking onto them with killing intent before lunging toward them.
On the other hand, Garan, witnessing the explosion of demonic power, widened his eyes in horror as his heart raced.
“What terrifying demonic power! Is this truly Arch-demon Heidel’s strength?” Garan gasped in horror, stepping back instinctively.
For some reason, the sight of the demonic power sent a chill through him, making it difficult to breathe.
Although he had spent the last few days with Heidel, he had never seen him unleash his full power.
But now, he was finally witnessing firsthand the true might of the being who held the title of one of the strongest arch-demons of the Demon race.
“Wait! Why would Arch-demon Heidel unleash such terrifying power? Is he facing an exceptionally powerful opponent? But aside from the Spear Hero of Mankind, there shouldn’t be anyone else, right?” Garan was taken aback, his eyes widening as the realization hit him.
He stared in shock at the location of Heidel and Valen, and a bold conjecture suddenly emerged in his mind.
“Perhaps…”
“Damn! Is he finally getting serious?”
Valen, enveloped in holy power, wore a vigilant expression as he stared intently at Heidel. The wave of demonic energy emanating from Heidel was terrifying, instilling a strong sense of threat even in him.
“Nevertheless, this is exactly as Jim planned. If I can hold him off for a while, we should be able to take him down,” Valen muttered, a cruel glint in his eyes.
After five minutes, the wave of demonic energy gradually diminished before finally subsiding.
Shortly after, the sandstorm dissipated, and Heidel’s figure emerged from it.
“Let’s begin, Spear Hero of Mankind! I will showcase the power of a demon who once suppressed three heroes from the previous era!”
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