"We need the demons back in the capital!... It doesn't matter the rank, age, or power, all demons must return to the capital!"
The Demon King's concise orders are heard in the mind of every living demon, be they a soldier or a general.
In a cathedral of the goddess Axis, not far from the capital of the Belzerg Kingdom, a woman with the appearance of a nun stops kneeling and rises slowly, her eyes revealing curiosity while her smile shows she is thinking of something amusing.
Before she can do anything else, the nun receives another communication from the Demon King in her mind. She quickly begins to move her hands to pull a portal scroll from her pocket and return to the Demon Kingdom.
A similar scene occurs in a place surrounded by adventurers. A charming, dark-skinned woman with a dazzling smile laughs deliberately, her hands covered by white gloves move quickly to pull a teleportation scroll from between her breasts.
In a dungeon, surrounded by colored Kobolds, Vanir deliberates in his own spot for a moment, smiling occasionally and observing his surroundings with curiosity.
"No, that's not how it's done...", Vanir smiles as he watches the colored Kobolds around him.
Then, Vanir jumps and poses, forming a V with his hands, then an A, then an N, an I, and an R.
"Hmph!!, Vanir!!!", Vanir shouts before making his final pose, pointing towards the stars with his hands. The colored Kobolds around him jump with joy before clapping or whistling at Vanir's performance. A moment later, Vanir's body shines with a slight purple hue, a sign that Vanir has activated the teleportation scroll to return to the demon capital.
In the Demon Kingdom, the Demon King, a Japanese man with an ancient appearance similar to a middle-aged man, with delicate glasses, a beard, and an old military suit with several medals, extends his hands.
"Prepare for impact!!!" The Demon King's voice resonates in the mind of every existing demon. He unleashes his powerful magic, causing the enormous demon city, several tens of miles in diameter, to shine with a slight red hue.
A powerful crash is heard. Milcar outside the barrier delivered a powerful blow to the invisible barrier covering the Demon Kingdom.
The entire Demon Kingdom shakes slightly as if there were an earthquake. The sound of a strong blow can be heard, while some bright white cracks appear in the sky.
Various demons of all kinds stand as they watch the crack in the sky with surprised eyes.
Many of them swallow hard, unable to believe it. Not even the most powerful hero of the last three hundred years could do anything against the barrier. How is it possible that the entire Demon Kingdom is now under attack?
The Demon King observes this with a serious face, his powerful magic is unleashed, protecting the Demon Kingdom and making the tremors disappear.
At this moment, the Demon King's generals appear one by one behind him.
Behind the Demon King, in order, appear Hans, Duke, Syvia, Wiz, Seresdina, and Vanir with a flash of different colors according to their magical attributes. Each of them bows upon seeing the Demon King's back.
"Lord Demon King, we have responded to your call."
The combined voices of the Demon King's generals are heard, making the Demon King nod.
"Though some are missing, you are the most important...", the Demon King smiles at his subordinates. However, the Demon King has no time for this because at this moment a strong blow is heard.
This time the sound and intensity are several times more powerful than before. A powerful blow shakes the entire sky, breaking the barrier into a thousand pieces.
It was as if the sky itself had cracked, only to then be split into small crystals falling from the sky, the daylight as well as the true blue sky now completely visible.
Inside, all the infrastructure of the Demon Kingdom begins to crumble, even under the protection of the Demon King's magic. Several demons cannot stay on their feet and fall to the ground while buildings and houses in the Demon Kingdom begin to collapse one by one.
A feeling of absolute fear spreads through the hearts of every single demon, causing many of them to scream in terror.
The Demon King can hardly believe what he sees. The barrier protected by the combined magic of his generals as well as himself was shattered by the attack of an enemy.
An icy chill runs down the spines of every demon, generals, and even the Demon King, each of them surprised and scared at the same time as they witness this scene.
The Demon King raises his head slightly only to see a man covered in white light all over his body. The Demon King's eyes widen as he processes everything that has happened.
The Demon King narrows his eyes, while the commotion around him calms down, his magic moves fiercely, covering the entire Demon Kingdom with even more ferocity.
It is as if time in the Demon Kingdom had been stretched for non-living things, any debris or building that was falling stops in mid-air and no longer seems to follow the laws of gravity.
Observing from his position at Milcar, the Demon King disappears from his position.
"Long live the demon race!!!"
"Today, The last hero of humanity will be defeated!!"
A strong voice resonates in the heart of every demon, making them stop being terrified. Many demons raise their eyes only to see a red flash appear in front of the man covered in white light.
At this moment, Milcar's mind processes everything that has happened, and an almost amused and senseless smile appears on his face.
"Hmph...hahaha, Are you serious?... Sir...", Milcar almost laughs out loud. The Demon King made a grand appearance in front of him, his body glows with a faint red light as he observes Milcar.
"I didn't know you were the Demon King, Mr. Hirohito..." the white light around Milcar's body disappears. Milcar himself lets his figure be seen completely as he observes Hirohito with a haughty look.
For a moment, both only look at each other. The Demon King with slightly red eyes observes Milcar for a moment before speaking.
"Are you?...", Hirohito asks with some doubts. After all, the man in front of him seems to know him.
Hirohito, a man who has killed several heroes throughout his life, cannot help but grab his sword, caressing the handle of the sword hanging at his waist and looking at Milcar with surprised eyes.
After the white light stopped covering Milcar's figure, Hirohito has a clear view of Milcar's features.
"American!!", Hirohito shouts almost unconsciously, his face reflecting enormous surprise while his voice almost breaks.
"Hahaha, Mr. Hirohito, a great figure, a great Japanese of the old empire, hehe, although, to be honest, I would have liked to meet the Austrian painter instead of meeting you... you know, I mean, a good American always dreams of meeting that Austrian painter...", Milcar smiles slightly before getting serious.