Prince Dante stared intently at the demon soldier's corpse. He carefully inspected the demon's body with his true essence to checked if it has still a remaining breath. He only sighed in relief when he sensed that it was no longer breathing.
The prince recalled the last words of the demon soldier and he could not help but feel a bit of admiration towards its unyielding character and bravery.
"Are all the demons like that? If that is the case, then we're going to be fucked up really bad..." Prince Dante muttered to himself.
Swoosh. Swoosh. Swoosh.
A few applicants arrived at the scene and witnessed the collapsed body of the demon. They then gazed at the lone Prince Dante with a surprised look.
Although the demon was already severely injured, it would be troublesome to defeat it. However, this man right here had actually beaten it alone!
"Friend, did you defeat this demon alone?!" Someone asked with a shocked tone.
