A Contingency; The Entire Army Attacks!

At the bottom of the abyss, the smoke and dust had yet to settle.

When Mano arrived with the Flying Moth Demon Tribe's most elite forces, what he saw was a scene of utter devastation.

More than half the cavern had collapsed, and the meticulously arranged Metamorphosis Array had Turned to Ruins.

The cavern walls embedded with Glowstones were covered in cracks, and many of the stones had already gone dark.

The Blood Pool at the very center had dried up completely, leaving behind congealed purple-black clots of blood at its bottom.

And the leader they had revered, feared, and served for centuries—

The Flying Moth Demon True Body was now nothing more than a mangled corpse.

Its enormous body had been severed at the waist. Of its six pairs of violet-gold wings, four pairs had broken off and lay scattered across the ground.

Its shell was cracked like a spiderweb. Its head had rolled to the edge of the array, and those enormous compound eyes that had once looked down upon the Western Country had gone dim, though they still held the shock and unwillingness of its final moments.

"F-Father..."

Mano stood at the edge of the ruins, his voice trembling.

Behind him, dozens of Moth Demon generals stood frozen in place, their faces filled with disbelief.

"Impossible... The leader was a King-level Great Demon..."

"Who in the Western Country could kill him?"

"Could it have been a King-level Great Demon? Chikata of the Leopard Cat Tribe?"

"..."

Whispers spread through the ranks, fear spreading like a plague.

Many Moth Demon Warriors began backing away instinctively, their eyes darting about as thoughts of escape rose within them.

Mano spun around sharply. His blue hair whipped wildly under the surge of Demonic Power, and his red antennae burst with blinding