A chilly atmosphere pervaded the ruined city of Dulum as nine Demon Generals faced off against a single human.
Such a sight had never been seen since the dawn of time.
Humans could never hope to attain the heights of demons… ever! Yet here was one who had injured not one, but three Demon Generals.
And now, he stood unfazed against nine. It was inconceivable, to say the least.
And it was for this very reason that several ones on the side of chaos found themselves swelling with rage and disbelief.
A few were cautious. A few were curious. However, most were furious.
How dare a human?!
"That's it!" A bulky demon finally broke the uncomfortable silence.
He had already reached his limits in tolerating a mere human acting up. As a Mid-Demon who had reached the epitome of power afforded him, he understood the status quo very well.
"I'm going to end this." The Demon General stepped forward, leaving the rest of his comrades behind as he approached the puny human.
