Lake had never been interested in this kind of slaughter.
Indeed.
Lake killed people too, and without the slightest psychological burden. But killing people did not mean he enjoyed it. In fact, Lake was a pacifist at heart. It was just that, sometimes, in order to make an example of one person to warn others, he had no choice but to be ruthless.
When you made your way in the martial world, you had to be ruthless to stand firm!
Very soon.
Compared to the wars on Earth, which were still in the stage of preliminary contact battles, the war on the moon had practically come to an end in the blink of an eye.
The legion commanders of Heaven were very powerful.
But powerful as they were, they had unfortunately not reached the point of qualitative transformation. As long as there was no qualitative change, no matter how strong they were, they were utterly inadequate when facing the endless, wave-like attacks of demons and Fallen Angels roaring toward them one wave after another.
In an instant.
Several legion commanders died miserably on the spot. Even their souls were captured without mercy by Mephisto.
"Pfft!"
"Enough."
"..."
Mephisto appeared from the void and shouted at the demons surrounding the Heaven Overlord, who were already preparing to tear him apart. After driving the demons away, he revealed the Heaven Overlord within. His appearance was already hideous beyond recognition, and he had practically reached the point of total exhaustion.
The Heaven Overlord leaned against a rock stained entirely with golden blood. His chest heaved violently as he looked at Mephisto, who was propping himself up with a cane and looked like a kindly old man as the countless demons retreated. His voice was weak but firm. "I will not surrender."
Mephisto stared