Deduction

Gilan had discovered long ago that although devils existed in the Land of Gods, they were not considered residents of the divine land.

Killing them did not increase the "Mottled Aura."

Though he did not know the exact reason, this was good news for Gilan.

It meant he could hunt devils without restraint, without worrying about affecting his future advancement.

"Master, it's right ahead."

At that moment, Vivi, who was leading the way through the air, turned back and pointed at a small hill ahead.

Gilan nodded, using the Staff of Laughing Noise as a cane as he planted it on the ground and stepped onto the loose earthen slope.

Once he crossed the hill, he immediately saw a broad basin below.

Dozens—perhaps over a hundred—red-skinned devils of varying sizes and grotesque appearances were locked in a chaotic melee, attacking and slaughtering one another.

Deep roars, savage laughter, the sound of claws tearing through flesh, and the dull crunch of heavy fists shattering bones all blended together.

Dark-red, scalding blood splattered across the red earth, igniting flames and sending up sulfurous smoke with a pungent stench.

Gilan noticed that the dominant side had a leader. It stood around two meters and thirty or forty centimeters tall, with a burly build. Hard white exoskeleton covered its shoulders, chest, elbows, knees, and other areas like armor.

A pair of scimitar-like horns grew from its head, while broad black bat wings folded behind its back and hung down like a cloak.

It was clearly the viscount-level noble lord Vivi had sensed. Even the aura it emitted was utterly different from that of the devils around it.

Gilan observed in silence for several seconds, then understood the situation.

*This devil lord is stronger than Vivi. It should be somewhere between a second-ring and third-ring