With a single sword strike, the Horned Demon before him was smashed into scrap. Only the hardest demon horn atop its head remained, leaving Hudson, who had wanted to capture it alive, deeply frustrated.
The divine artifact was simply too powerful. Holy light's suppression of evil creatures was especially obvious; a casual blow was enough to snap a high-ranking demon apart.
To the strong, demons were also excellent magical materials. Many magical pieces of equipment on the continent were made from parts harvested from demons.
Hudson was no alchemy master, nor was he particularly interested in crafting magical equipment, but that did not stop him from capturing prisoners to sell.
A living high-ranking Horned Demon could fetch at least tens of thousands of gold coins. If it was in good condition, it might even sell for over a hundred thousand.
Rare things were precious.
These creatures from other planes were rarely seen under normal circumstances. Capturing them alive was even more difficult.
Hudson, ever thrifty and diligent in running his household, would not miss any opportunity to get rich. Since creatures from other planes had delivered themselves to his doorstep, there was naturally no reason to let them go.
Having learned from last time, Hudson held back some of his strength and prepared to strike again, only to awkwardly discover that his prey was already down.
Having his mount steal his kill left Hudson helpless as well. Since he could not compete, he simply gave up and stopped attacking.
The battle soon entered its final stages. Without a Holy Domain-level Demon King leading them, the chaotic demon legion's combat strength was nothing remarkable.
Having quelled another Magic Disaster, Hudson became even more certain of his judgment.
The number of demons flooding into the continent was limited. They clearly had not