[Half An Hour Later.]
Michael stood on the wall, staring at the army in front of him, with Darren and his wives standing at the frontier.
'Look at this army! A total of 200,000 demons... But what is that thing standing behind Darren?'
He thought staring at the huge ogre with spikes all over its body.
'That thing Is a Transcendent!!'
**Hey You! Demon Lord!!!**
Michael turned his head to a lady with long pink hair, and green eyes; in a golden Armor... Her gaze was fixed on Darren, who has a bored expression on his face.
"Aren't you guys tired of attacking? I have killed more than one million of your combined soldiers, but you're still coming!" Darren said in irritation, and added:
"It seems I'll have to wipe out all the races."
**Calm down, Demon Lord. I, the second Origin already gave my word... You and your race will return to being our slaves... And I won't rest still I succeed.**
