On the human side, there were only two Hunters with the Priest role—capable only of healing and regeneration magic—who had managed to reach level 9. The other seven priests were still level 6 or 7, and not a single one was level 8.
They also had one Realm Knight, 1 eight-level Knight, and hundreds of seventh-level Knights. This did not include Mages and Assassins, whose strength was limited as none of them had reached the 8th level.
On the other hand, their opponents had a tenth-pillar Demon King with strength equivalent to five tenth-level Hunters, along with two level 9 monster Generals. Logically speaking, the human side would inevitably be disadvantaged.
However, one must not underestimate the terrifying power of the Realm Knight. Among the four divine envoys, Realm Knight was the strongest Hunter among the strongest. Despite being alone, he could fight five tenth-level monsters simultaneously, making him the only one capable of confronting the Demon King.
It's just that... if a Realm Knight fought a Demon King, who would be able to survive against two monster Generals?
The Realm Knight did not move from his commanding position and could only strategize and deploy Hunter troops to attack the small monsters. He knew that once he moved and attacked, the Demon King would make his move too.
Currently, leading the monster wave army was one of the monster generals, and the eight-level Lady Knight seemed to be having a hard time fighting him. What else could she do? Her opponent was one level stronger than her.
"Demon King Dyroth. Attacking openly like this, aren't you afraid that the god of judgment will destroy you?"
"Ha ha ha!! Let him try and come at me!! The connection between this world and above has been severed. They cannot come here!"
"I know it! That cracked connecting bridge... you were the cause!!" His two pairs of wings spread aggressively, and his double swords emitted dazzling rays of light as if telling the world that their master was furious.
"What can you do? In the end, I will kill the four of you, and the Nether Plane will be ours." Evil laughter rang out, filling the air to the point of lowering the spirits of the Hunters who heard it.
The bridge connecting the upper world has been destroyed? Does that mean humans no longer have hope?
Clay realized his mistake and regretted being provoked. Even though he is the strongest Knight, that doesn't mean he is a wise leader. After all, he was still young and this was his first time descending into the human world since he became immortal. He didn't know anything about this plane but immediately fell in love with it.
This place possessed a dense and balanced mana circulation, enabling Hunters to enhance their abilities far faster than on other planes. Besides, this place has many beautiful places that even the upper world doesn't have. It was no wonder demon clans from other worlds sought to claim it.
Since Clayton arrived in the Nether Plane, he had decided to eradicate the demon clan and prevent the arrival of the demon emperor from another world. Only, when he came to this place, the Nether Plane already had more than 30 demon kings. Even he couldn't defeat them all at once.
"Argh!!" The sound of a scream of pain from one of the Knights brought the Realm Knight back to his senses.
Finally, he decided to intervene and kill all the monsters in one fell swoop.
The knights, assassins, and wizards looked tired. What's more, they all seemed to have lost hope when they found out that there would be no help from the world above. He must immediately revive the fighting spirit of the Hunters army!
"HUNTERS!! EVEN THOUGH THERE IS NO HELP FROM ABOVE, WE CAN STILL WIN!! DON'T GIVE UP!!" The Realm Knight removed his mask, exposing his cobalt blue eyes filled with spiritual magic.
In an instant, the little monsters that were staring at him stopped attacking. They all convulsed for several minutes before breathing their last breath.
Seeing this amazing scene, the Hunters, who had been discouraged, rose again. They all attacked and ignored their pain. The healers also tried their best to immediately heal the injured Hunters and retreated to the rear.
A good strategist will attack the healers first so they can't heal their dying friends. Luckily, the Realm Knight was very astute and set up a defensive array made from divine throne gold. Even if the enemy was a 2nd pillar demon king, it wouldn't be able to break that defense.
So they don't have to worry about a sneak attack on the healers in the back row.
"Hmph! You used your eyes at the end. We'll see how long you can last." Dyroth snorted and looked at Clayton like he was looking at an angry cat, while he was a bear stalking the cat.
Everything progressed smoothly once Clay used his eye powers, though his eyes began to twitch in pain from overuse. If this continued, not only would he not be able to use his eyes, but he might go blind.
Nonetheless, Clay persisted, continuing to wield the power of his eyes and swing his double swords despite his body being riddled with wounds. The healers couldn't match the speed at which Clay sustained new injuries, yet he refused to surrender, driven by sheer determination.
"Ohok!!" Clay spat out a mouthful of blood, and there was blood coming out of both his eyes. Not only that, black veins appeared on his neck and slowly spread throughout his body.
"How does my clan's poison taste? Your healers can heal your external wounds, but cannot cleanse the poison inside your body." Dyroth's scornful voice sounded. "I will advance to the level of the 6th demon king if I eat your flesh." Dyroth rose from his throne, strolling leisurely toward Clay, who could barely remain standing.
Far away from the field, Gwen looked at her savior doubtfully. Even though she had good eyesight, she still couldn't see the Realm Knight's face even though the knight had removed his mask. It seemed as though an illusion shrouded the man, preventing Gwen from discerning his identity.
At first, she was amazed at how strong the knight was, but then mocked him a moment later. "What an idiot! Why did he fight like that? Is this world worth replacing his life with? After all, no one would remember him if everyone perished."
She didn't care—least of all about whether this world fell under the rule of the demon clan. However, when she saw the knight persevering and struggling to survive, something stirred within her—a feeling she had never experienced before.
"Well, you saved me once, so I'll repay my debt."
Gwen spread her fingers wide, each tip glowing with a bone-white light. Without hesitation, she drove them into the center of her chest, shattering the seal placed by her senior disciple. The force that had been trapped within the seal surged freely through her body. At the same time, she became acutely aware of the interdimensional rifts scattered across the Nether Plane. She could sense the monster waves ravaging the other three kingdoms as well.
'It seems, the demons have planned it well. Too bad, I'm here.'
The next moment...