Chapter 154: Demon Worshippers (1)
The end of the Great War, which began decades ago with a demonic invasion, also changed the hierarchy and structure of the demon realm.
Chaos and disorder ensued due to the absence of the Demon King, who was the focal point of all demons.
Only one demon took it upon themselves to restore order and establish a new hierarchy in Altelore.
Ranked first among the demons, Azekel.
Azekel, the Demon King’s closest confidante, seized the opportunity to sow chaos and crush any rebellious demons.
He created a new hierarchy and united the demons once again with the goal of reviving the Demon King.
Of course, not all demons followed Azekel.
Among the surviving demons from the war, there were also powerful individuals who were not inferior to the current archdemons.
Most of those who opposed Azekel perished in the end, but there were also those who survived.
So of them still wander the desolate outskirts or have ventured beyond Altelore into the outside world.
“Hehehe. Hahaha. Is this it?”
The Off Fortress, a major stronghold in the Third Lord’s domain, located in the north.
The ground was dyed red with the shattered and torn bodies, as the laughing demon, clad in a formidable armor-like carapace, reveled in the carnage he had caused.
“Nothing but insects everywhere. It’s getting boring. How many more do I have to kill until the big one shows up?”
The demon had been a force to be reckoned with in the past war, when there had been no more than a dozen stronger than him in the demon faction.
Even if he had been a defeated fighter who had fled Altelore with his life after the war against Azekel.
It had been years of painful endurance. Scurrying from place to place like a mouse in a foreign land.
Now that he had regained so of his forr strength, he was slowly breaking out of his long hiding to take action.
He had no intention of returning to Altelore anyti soon.
Azekel, even though he had regained his strength to surpass that monster, it was an impossible task for the imdiate mont.
Therefore, he changed his goal.
The world was too peaceful now. It had already forgotten the horrors of the past, forgotten their existence.
Stupid, weak scums that would have been exterminated long ago if it weren’t for the abominable hero.
By hunting moderately strong insects, he could accumulate more power and beco stronger than now.
Graaaaah…
The wails of dreadful souls. The demon smiled as he looked at the blood-red gem in his hand.
“Wait for it, the day I return to Altelore…”
He mumbled, and then turned his gaze. Soone was approaching from that direction.
A man approached with a casual stride, as if he was on a stroll, and looked around before opening his mouth.
“You’ve really done a terrible job, demon.”
“Just this much? They were nothing but trash with no skill or taste for ripping and tearing.”
The demon sensed the energy emanating from him and smirked.
“Now, what I’ve been waiting for has finally co. Are you the Third Lord of Calderic?”
The Third Lord, the Heavenly Archer, fixed his gaze on a corpse and spoke. (T/N: I referred to him as ‘Heavenly Palace’ before since that’s the direct translation of the title in english. But this title seed to suit him more, so I changed it. >_
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