The Demons' Counterattack
The horrific bloodshed and setting sun reflected one another. In the western part of the holy city of Lapona, on the outermost edge of the outer city, a market street specially established for low-level merchants, farmers, and hunters, corpses with unclosed eyes, severed limbs and chunks of flesh, and streaks of crimson across the walls and chaotic streets silently told of what had just happened here.
A sudden, brutal attack by a small group of fewer than ten demons had turned this place into a scene resembling hell after the arrival of the Grim Reaper.
Yet this was not the end, because the attack had only just begun!
Although most people had already begun fleeing for their lives eastward, toward the city gates, this was, after all, a street—a whole neighborhood. Some of the residents inside the houses did not even know what had happened and had not had time to escape.
Thus, amid the shrieks, the blazing sun, and flying scorched earth, this suburban area in the western outskirts of Lapona naturally suffered an unprecedented calamity.
Crash~!
"Roar!!"
Several demons suddenly burst through the wall of a roadside house. Roaring, they fought over the living person they had dragged from somewhere, tearing them in half and greedily bathing in their warm blood before savagely hurling the corpse, whose screams had abruptly ceased, to the ground.
Then they charged like ravenous wolves into another house, continuing their merciless assault on this once-prosperous market district.
For a time, screams, cries for help, chaotic footsteps, and the occasional sound of heavy objects hitting the ground intertwined with the gradually rising flames, the blood-red scene, and the afterglow of the setting sun, forming a tragic painting of hell on earth.
"Hold them back!"
"Hurry!"
"Open up both sides of the