The pitch-black night sky hung overhead as wind and snow continued to howl violently. Silver moonlight poured through gaps in the heavy clouds, scattering across the snowfield.
The golden lightning flashing amid the blizzard reminded the demons of only one thing—
Their powerful ancestor.
That boundless power.
As demons, even though daylight had passed, they could still choose to die beneath the afterglow of the setting sun.
Earl Gregory's laughter abruptly died in his throat.
His expression swiftly changed from delight to pallor. His lips trembled, and panic seemed to form a pitch-black cloud before his eyes!
He stared up at the Radiant Demon.
"Luo Qi McCarthy... what are you, exactly?!"
Why was a Plant Empire citizen, an unknown Royal Artisan, actually a Great Demon Race from the Demon Realm?
Gregory could imagine ten thousand possible developments for the rest of the day, but he had never once considered that this frail human had actually been playing with him.
Before the earl could continue his provocation, Lieutenant Colonel Luca had already charged forward, raised his weapon, and brought it crashing down on Gregory's head.
"How dare a mere Blood Race Earl offend this honored one!"
Lieutenant Colonel Luca's attitude changed in an instant as he roared.
Since the Blood Race Earl had attacked the Great Demon Race first, even if the Great Demon Race captured him in return, under the "North-South Treaty," all responsibility would still fall on the Blood Race!
A Tier 7 Blood Race Earl had treated their Great Demon Race from the Demon Realm as a human he could capture. He was simply courting death!
Aside from marks bestowed by other Great Demon Races, one needed at least one Mindset Mark and at least one Martial Power Mark among their marks to become a Great Demon Race,