Deep within the XueRong Mountain Range, Frost Country.
Crimson blood had soaked the snow-covered ground of the forest, while countless deformed animal corpses lay among the trees.
The army from The Demonic Realm Fortress had wiped out every monster lurking in the forest. Only one figure remained, shrouded in a Black Robe and wearing a knight's helmet.
"Do you have any other companions?"
Nogs ran a hand along the blood on his longsword. The blood on the blade was so hot that when it dripped onto the snow, the snow slowly melted under its heat.
"A pitiful race that has lost its souls. If my strength had not begun to weaken..."
The helmeted figure pressed a hand over the blood flowing from her abdomen, her gaze fixed tightly on Nogs in his heavy armor.
The demon soldiers surrounding her did not make a move. They had left an opening for this First Prince.
Nogs intended to slaughter this prey personally. More accurately... she might have been the mastermind behind all the wars.
A piercing shriek emerged from beneath the helmet as the figure in the Black Robe extended sharp claws a meter long and lunged at Nogs.
Nogs raised the Great Sword in his hand. Her steel-like claws scraped across his blade, erupting with a harsh screech and sparks.
Having blocked the attack, Nogs gripped the blade with his other hand and shoved it upward with all his strength. He forced back her attack through brute strength, and the tremendous force made her lose her balance and stagger back several steps.
"You should regret making enemies of us demons."
Nogs looked at the figure lying on the ground. By demons, he did not mean only himself, but also Third Prince Joshua, far away in Nolan.
A full month had passed