"BURN!" With a deafening roar, the general swung his blade downward, unleashing an arc of fla that tore through the battlefield.
The ground beneath the attack scorched instantly, turning to molten slag as the 100 ters arc surged toward the hunter.
Quill didn't flinch. His glowing eyes narrowed, and in one practiced motion, he unsheathed his katana.
White lightning crackled along the blade's edge as he swung upward, releasing an arc of energy to et the oncoming flas.
The two forces collided in midair with a thunderous explosion, so bright it turned night into day for a brief mont.
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Shockwave from the clash obliterated every devil within close range, their bodies disintegrating instantly.
The ground split apart, and the once-darkened battlefield beca a scorched wasteland, steam and ash rising into the air.
As the light faded, Quill stood his ground, sparks of white electricity dancing along his body.
The Devil General also remained unfazed, his glowing red eyes locked onto the hunter with a mix of rage and intrigue.
He wasn't done yet.
Raising his flaming sword again, he unleashed two attacks at once.
Quill t them head-on with his own lightning strikes. Explosions erupted one after another, but neither side gained the upper hand.
Reign watched closely, puzzled by the hunter's behavior. Despite the relentless attacks, Quill remained rooted in place. With his speed, closing the distance shouldn't have been an issue.
'Maybe sothing's keeping him from moving,' he thought. It was the only explanation that made sense.
For individuals of their caliber, a distance of a few kiloters was insignificant.
He kept watching the fight, observing every move. It soon beca clear that his suspicions were correct.
Even the opponent seed to notice.
The devil general paused mid-swing, his glowing eyes narrowing as he focused on the hunter. Lowering his weapon slightly, he let out a guttural growl, the sound echoing through the battlefield.
"What's wrong, hunter?" his voice bood, charged with dark energy that rippled through the air. The force of it made the ground tremble, and a faint, oppressive hum hung in the atmosphere.
"Why aren't you moving? Are you holding back? Or… is it that you can't move at all?"
Quill maintained a steady expression, his face a mask of calm that revealed nothing about his thoughts.
The devil general decided to test the waters. He grinned, his eyes gleaming with malice as he raised his sword once again.
But this ti, instead of targeting the hunter directly, he turned his focus.
With a vicious swing, he unleashed another wave of powerful attacks, sending a barrage of energy toward the human forces in the distance.
Quill reacted quickly, sending one of his own attacks to intercept the raging arc of flas.
The two forces collided in mid-air, creating a violent explosion that sent shockwaves through the battlefield.
It almost looked like a ga of tennis, with each side trying to outmatch the other with perfect timing.
But the devil general had other plans.
While continuing his relentless attack, he gave a silent order to his devils.
They began moving, quickly closing in on the section of the wall that the hunter couldn't defend.
Quill noticed their movent, but he could not do anything.
No matter how powerful he was, he could only defend a small portion of the wall. The rest of the human forces were left vulnerable, exposed to the oncoming assault.
After the walls were breached, the devils poured into the city, overwhelming the humans.
The soldiers fought back with their robots and power suits, but they were easily outnumbered and outpowered. Despite their efforts, they were massacred, falling one by one.
So of the hunters joined the fight, putting up a stronger resistance. They fought bravely, managing to hold their ground for a while. But in the end, they were overwheld by the sheer number of creatures pouring in.
Quill remained occupied with his opponent, unable to stop the destruction unfolding behind him. Buildings crumbled, collapsing under the weight of the attack, as chaos spread through the streets.
Panic spread, and in their final monts, many dropped to their knees, their voices rising in unison.
"Please, soone, anyone… save us!" they cried, their prayers echoing through the chaos. "We need a miracle… soone powerful enough to end this..."
Mothers clutched their children to their chests as they prayed for protection.
Soldiers, bloodied and broken, whispered to the heavens for one last chance at survival.
Little did they know, the one they prayed for was already there, watching comfortably on top of a building.
Reign had the power to wipe out the devils, to end the bloodshed and unnecessary deaths.
But he wasn't in a hurry. For now, he would let the humans suffer, a step closer to the death count he desired.
Back in the fight between Quill and the general, there was a montary pause from both sides.
"I knew it, you can't move at all," the devil sneered, a smug grin spreading across his face.
With this knowledge, he now knew how to defeat his opponent.
The devil reached into his pocket, his hand closing around a pendant hidden beneath his armor.
It was an artifact, ancient and powerful—designed specifically to deal damage in a very large area.
But just as he was about to activate it, a sharp flash of light struck him.
First, a laser pierced his head, then his chest. Next, a barrage of shots rained down, hitting both him and his horse. Within seconds, his body was riddled with holes.
Quill's eyes widened as he grew cautious, trying to figure out where the attack had co from.
In his peripheral vision, he saw a demon staring at him. He hadn't noticed it getting closer until it was too late.
Quickly, he swung his katana, but before he could strike, Reign stopped it with just two fingers.
"Easy there, I'm not an enemy," he chuckled, his wide, creepy grin making his words far from believable.
But then, Quill rembered the news about a primordial demon helping humans push back the devils.
He lowered his katana.
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