The Eight Generals of the Demon King's Army

On a snowy peak in the Dragon Mountain Range, the Primal Witch held the Life Witch in her arms, who had already regressed into a little girl.

The Demon King was still at her side, along with a resurrected gigantic undead bone dragon.

"Remember your promise, Demon King! Otherwise, you will bear my wrath!" Black flames burned in the ancient dragon's eyes. There was not a trace of blood on its entire body; it looked more like a skeleton that had crawled out of the earth.

Just as the witch had said, dragons possessed their own unique pride. Even dragons that had died would not think highly of other races.

"Don't worry. The Life Witch won't escape."

The Demon King calmly looked over the snow-covered mountain range. They now needed to return to Demon King Island.

Of the Eight Generals under his command, only the final commander was still missing.

[Bone Dragon of Pride]

[Witch of Envy]

[Blood Demon of Wrath]

[Kraken of Sloth]

[Lich King of Greed]

[Slime King of Gluttony]

[Succubus Queen of Lust]

Their thoughts all seemed shrouded in a vague sense of chaos, as if they had forgotten something.

"Did I forget something? I have a very strong feeling about it." The Primal Witch turned to look back at the snowy mountain. That was where the ruins leading to the Dragon Graveyard were located.

"What could it be? Haven't we already caught everything we wanted?" The Demon King did not think anything was amiss.

Within the forest of the Dragon Graveyard, Kain had once lost his voice, his emotions nearly collapsing. He numbly stared at the enormous mountain of flesh before him. Only the Grape Hairpin on it still revealed traces of Lily.

Under the influence of [Life Apostle], Lily had turned into an enormous mountain