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No a lot of mutated animals could be seen here, in fact, there were hardly any.

Even if there was one, it was heavily mutated to adapt to the terrain.

Other mutated animals who couldn\'t adapt were already scorched, their bones vaporized.

Despite that being the case, there were creatures of gnarly and savage appearance standing right above the spewing flames, and lava. All of them even cheered and rejoiced in delight as the mixture of deadly flames and lava blasted their bodies.

Some were even gargling the flames and lava as if it were nothing.

Naturally, these creatures were Demons.

Aside from having complete immunity against fire, they are also empowered by it.

Located not too far from these Demons, bathing in flames was a gate shaped like a Demon\'s mouth—leading to a magical and fiery underground canyon. A place many considered as the gateway to Hell itself, the Demon Kingdom.

Graah!!

Roar!!

Inside this demonic haven, mayhem reigned supreme.

Demons of all forms and sizes fought each other in a brutal fashion—both on land and in the sea of lava decorating the place. Each floor within this inverted tower of chaos, mirrored the others, Demons running rampant, killing each other, and being revived again.

Because of the Second Breath, the structure of the Demon Kingdom was damaged badly.

It causes some floors to be connected with each other directly.

Unlike what others thought, the Demons from each of the different floors were not at peace.

Some could even say they hated each other to the point of instantly fighting at a glimpse.

Now that some of the floors, were connected through cracks, made by the tectonic shifts of the Second Breath, the result was utter pandemonium, for the Demon Kingdom. All were like this except for the floors governed by a Sin.

A charm from the Archdemon was enough to pacify the Demons in their presence.

Likewise, the deepest floor near the Demonic Eye was in total harmony.

Here, all kinds of Succubi indulged in carnal pleasures—their moans, echoing throughout the entire place without a care in the world. Sensual sounds of kissing, smacking, and other kind of erotic sounds were prominent in this area.

At the center lay a massive bed where a Demoness, breathtakingly beautiful lay.

She was pleasuring herself and dozens of Succubi simultaneously.

Her tail, tongue, and every limb elongated and multiplied to meet their needs.

Of course, this Demoness who was in the deepest part of the Demon territory was obviously Elder Tilrith herself. Despite the awakening of the other Elders, she had retained her position as the ruler of the new era Demon and was infatuated with her role.

It was a dream come true for her to have this much power within her own race.

Amidst this hedonistic scene, the former king of the Demon race, Saruth entered the room.

He kept his head down, not daring to glance around despite the intoxicating pull of pleasure.

Making his way across the massive, and spacious chamber, careful to avoid the writhing, and flirting naked Demonesses, and finally knelt before the bed at the center, "My Queen... I have brought you news needing your attention"

Upon hearing this, Elder Tilrith straightened her back and glanced at Saruth.

"Can\'t you see that I\'m busy? Meet me in a year or so," She replied sharply and turned away.

But Saruth bravely answered, "I\'m afraid I can\'t do that, my Queen"

"Forgive me for my impudence, but I\'ve received a grave report, something that you certainly want to know—and address, as soon as possible," He added, before raising his gaze to meet with Elder Tilrith\'s eyes. "Angels... the Angels survived the massacre—and were now spotted in our continent"

Boom!

As soon as she heard this, Elder Tilrith\'s aura exploded, surprising the other Succubi.

In the blink of an eye—Saruth\'s eyes widened, as an extremely dense purple demonic energy swirled around him, and seized his body, gripping him tightly. He was then lifted off the floor, his bones breaking with disturbing cracking sounds under the immense pressure.

He groaned in pain, trying his best to endure this situation.

Elder Tilrith, indifferent to his pain, brought him closer to her with a pull from her hand.

"What did you say...?" She asked, her tone now dripping with malice.

Unlike her usual casual and sensual demeanor as Sin of Lust\'s bearer, she became extremely cold—and sadistic, at the sheer mention of the Angels. Saruth gasped in agony, as he forced out the words, "It\'s true, my Queen, the Angels somehow survived!"

Finding that Saruth was not playing around, Elder Tilrith\'s expression darkens.

Demons are the bearer of evil, while the Angels are the bearer of good.

Naturally, their difference in nature made them enemies, it was an inevitable condition.

Brak!

Elder Tilrith let go of Saruth, gazed at him intently, and commanded, "Prepare the army,"

"Seems like I\'ll have to be the one to finish the Ancient Humans\' incompetence" She added.

...

Back to the desert.

Even though it was confusing that Catherine was here when she was stationed very far from his location, Radiel made his way toward the direction of the note, as it was not that far. Both curious and alert, he flapped his wings harder to reach the location faster.

However, through the entire distance, his mind was filled with more confusion.

\'If she wanted to meet up to say something, she could\'ve met with Eryndor...\' He pondered.

Unlike him, Eryndor was much closer to Catherine\'s stationed location than him.

Additionally—they were also connected with Eryndor and could talk to him using telepathy.

Regardless of the questions swirling inside his head, Radiel descended to a spot in the harsh desert and saw a castle—elevated by land, in the middle of the barren landscape. Retracting his wings, he approached the castle on foot, scanning his surroundings warily.

He checked for any peculiarities with his eyes and foreign energy in the area.

Skeptical of the situation, he knew caution was necessary.

\'A lot of mutated animals here, their auras are blocking my senses,\' He frowned worriedly.

Nearing the castle, Radiel took an abrupt stop and gazed up at the castle.

Focusing on the top of the castle—his eyes glowed, as he could see Catherine\'s energy, was coming from the top-most floor. But then, he also sensed another energy beside hers. At the sight of that foreign energy, his frown deepened.

Swish!

With a flick of his hand, his white lance manifested from pure holy energy.

Recognizing the energy belonged to a Demon, he was anticipating a fight and summoned his weapon. His suspicions were confirmed, \'She got caught, and was held hostage, by a Demon and forced to call me... I need to save her\'

Glancing around, his eyes glowed golden as he peered through the ground.

He then nodded to himself, \'I need to bring the fight outside\'

Kneeling, Radiel placed his hand on the sandy ground, with his holy energy channeled, as he left behind a glowing mark that quickly dimmed before he headed to the castle. It didn\'t take long for him to reach the top.

At the center of the castle was a spacious room with stairs spiraling to the very top.

Radiel only needs to ascend the stairs to reach the top floor.

Upon managing to reach the top—his expression tightened and his gaze sharpened when he saw Catherine standing with a troubled expression against the wall. He clenched his weapon tightly as he shifted his gaze to the side.

Beside her was a Demoness, sitting on the window, her hair fluttering from the rushing wind.

From the looks of it, she was a Succubus.

Mavenna lounged casually, her eyes gazing at Radiel lazily as she didn\'t want to be there.

"No point in asking, right?" Radiel asked with a fixed tone.

In response, Mavenna remained silent and kept gazing at him in the eyes.

Knowing that there was negotiating with a Demoness, Radiel\'s eyes narrowed as he decided to make the first move. In a flash—he garnered his holy energy to the tip of his lance with an expert\'s precision, "Holy Spell, Judgment of Light!"

At the chant of the spell, the holy energy concentrated and sharpened the tip of the lance.

Radiel then hurled the lance towards Mavenna with a swift motion.

Swoosh!

It whistled through the air like a canon, slicing through the wind resistance with ease.

But Mavenna, expecting the attack, moved even faster, pulling out her whip cloaked with her demonic energy and entangling the lance\'s entire body, redirecting its trajectory. Because of her defensive move, the lance crashed and embedded into the ceiling.

Seeing this, Radiel reached out his hand, calling back his lance.

He then grabbed the positioned the glowing lance right beside his face—with his other hand stretched outward. Seething with power—he was ready to make his next move, and save his troubled comrade.

But as he prepared to strike, his body abruptly froze.

"Stop! Don\'t retaliate, Radiel! You can\'t win against them!" Catherine exclaimed warningly.

Upon hearing this, Radiel frowned, "Them...?"

Shaking his head and refocusing on the fight—Radiel emitted even more murderous intent as his eyes peered into Mavenna\'s soul, "Not only did you take her hostage—but you also mind-controlled her! This is unforgivable! Vile Demon, I will cleanse your filthy soul!"

"Origin Holy Spell," He chanted, his energy exploded and cracked the walls. "Evil\'s End!"

Swoosh!

Just then, Mavenna\'s expression for the first time wavered.

Even though she doesn\'t like to fight at the frontline, she knows the spell Radiel is using now.

No Demons would not know the spell Evil\'s End.

As she moved to dodge the initial phase of the Evil\'s End spell—Mavenna moaned in pain, as a sharp sting infiltrated her left foot. Looking down, she saw golden energy jutting out of the ground, latching onto her.

Stopping at nothing, the golden energy quickly expanded from her foot to her thigh.

It didn\'t take long before her entire body was submerged in a cascade of light.

Desperately, she tried to break free, but the power of the spell was utterly overwhelming.

Her attempts to use brute force, overcharging her demonic energy proved futile, and all other spells were rendered—ineffective. Even though she knew she could break out, using some of her stronger spells, she lacked the time to cast them.

Radiel was already dashing towards her, about to land the final blow to end her.

"M- Master, help!" Mavenna eventually shouted.

Frustration and panic filled her eyes as she looked at the lance\'s tip with extreme fear.

Even though the shout made Radiel uneasy—he couldn\'t sense anyone nearby so he thought this was nothing but a desperate fluke. Pulling his lance back, he thrust it forward with power—aiming to pierce Mavenna\'s heart.

Just then, however, his eyes widened completely when he saw a shadow landed before him.

Clang!

As the impact of energy receded, Radiel raised his gaze to look ahead.

His eyes widened even more in surprise when he saw a figure managed to stop his attack by pinching the tip of his lance as if it was nothing. Gritting his teeth, Radiel tried to push but he couldn\'t budge the figure no matter what.

Putting more strength only caused his arms to tremble, nothing more.

Not only was the figure able to bypass his senses, but there was also a wide gap in power.

From their current strength struggle alone, Radiel knew that the figure was strong.

It took an incredible amount of strength to block his attack by pinching the tip of his lance— and also retaining the grip on the lance as he pushed harder. Just from this exchange alone, it was clear that the figure was way stronger than him.

"Who are you? Are you a Demon too...?" Radiel asked, glaring at the figure fearlessly.

He was not going to give up to try and save Catherine.

Upon hearing this, the figure grinned devilishly at him, revealing his sharp canine teeth.

"Unfortunately for you, I\'m much worse..." He replied menacingly.