"Surrender or die."
That cold, indifferent voice sent a shiver through humanity's soldiers, causing them to tremble in fear. Their faces drained of color, as if they had lost all their blood.
They never expected the Demon Emperor to be so powerful, able to render them completely immobile with such ease.
Despite their immense numbers—around five hundred thousand—he had brought them to their knees, a testament to his terrifying strength.
Many soldiers struggled to breathe under the crushing pressure, yet not a single one dared speak. The choice between surrender and death was no longer theirs to make; it rested with their leaders.
Subconsciously, their eyes shifted toward Luna and Valen, who were in a similar state.
Sensing their gaze, Valen's face flushed with a mix of shame and anger. But even as his emotions surged, he lacked the strength to express them.
