"Executives"

Imperial Capital, outskirts.

In the blink of an eye, more and more demons had gathered here. The sky itself seemed filled with their trembling magic power, dark clouds blotting out the sun.

It was as though black mist swirled through the area, with demons standing within it and releasing their full aura toward the Imperial Capital.

"Hand over the Hero!"

"Hand over the Hero!"

"Hand over the Hero!"

Their cries rang through the clouds like the war horns of an invading army, booming like thunder.

The entire Imperial Capital was surrounded without a gap by the demon army, wreathed in black mist and shaking the heavens with magic power. Like a lone city completely swallowed by a pack of beasts, it looked terribly fragile.

Behind this demon army, several figures had been watching everything unfold.

They were beings whose magic power and aura surpassed every demon present, and their forms were bizarre in every possible way.

Some had beastly forms, some possessed limbs humans could never have, some were covered from head to toe in vines, and some even had three heads and six arms, terrifying to behold.

Among them, one demon who looked like a savage beast standing upright kept baring his fangs, seeming exceptionally impatient.

After a while, the upright beast demon finally appeared unable to endure it any longer.

"I say, how much longer are we going to stand around like idiots?" the beast demon said impatiently. "We've been warning them like this for days, yet the trash in that country still hasn't handed over the Hero. Isn't it obvious they have no intention of cooperating?"

Clearly, the beast demon had no intention of waiting any longer.

The three-headed, six-armed demon echoed him.

"Irezar is right." Licking his lips as though he could hardly wait, the three-headed,