The demons' attacks surged like a raging tide.
Even the ghouls could not withstand this endless onslaught. Faced with so many mid-to-high-tier demons, the White Kingdom's walls quickly fell.
Then, one building of white bone after another was razed by the demons. Soran had not even lifted a finger before the Lesser Demon Lords under his command fought their way to the palace. Guarding it were the followers of Doresain, the King of Ghouls—Nether Ghouls who had advanced as barbarians. Each was enormous and looked like a crazed hyena. The King of Ghouls himself remained unchanged, standing upright rather than stooping like other ghouls. His eyes shone with a pale green light. He wore lavish robes and leather armor, with a Bone Crown on his head, and carried a spine-shaped staff called the Hungry Tooth Staff.
Soran stepped forward.
Raging flames ignited around him. He drew an enormous Vorpal Sword from the Void, then walked toward Doresain, the King of Ghouls.
Squads of Balors joined the battle.
Within the White Kingdom, the ghouls made their final desperate stand, while Soran's task was to slay their king.
—"Body of Blazing Flames!"
Endless flames engulfed an area nearly a hundred meters around him. Holding the Giant Vorpal Sword, Soran advanced step by step. The ground beneath his feet rapidly melted into a semi-crystalline substance, and the terrifying heat caused fine cracks to appear in the bone palace.
Roar!
Under the threat of death, the King of Ghouls let out a low, bestial growl.
He could no longer maintain his humanlike appearance. His body involuntarily hunched over, and sharp fangs emerged, making him look like a ferocious ghoul poised to pounce on its prey. Behind him, strange energy shrouded his luxurious robes. This was the Cloak of Many Mouths, an evil piece of