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Meanwhile, within the outer walls of the Capital City, a massacre was unfolding. After hundreds of bombs dropped over all the Demons thanks to Blake's ingenious plan abusing his own Fusing Skill and Cattalina's Dream Magic, the entire army was set into utter chaos.
Half the demon army was completely massacred and the other half was left panicking and wounded, the Demon Lords were still alive, some of them… But they were currently struggling to do the simplest task of living right now.
"Urgh, dammit it all! Why is this happening to us out of nowhere?! It has been years since we conquered this place! Why have humans begun caring now?!"
One of the Demon Lords, resembling a four-meter-tall muscular hog-man lacking one of his arms and covered on burnt wounds and bruises kept running away from the massacre behind him, wooden roots and branches spreading everywhere, piercing the bodies of his army.
