"Priel Duchy is demanding eight million gold narls in compensation from the Miren Kingdom, claiming that news reports calling the Grand Duke an idiot leaked ducal secrets... A new fact every week: we can't talk while breathing in... Osman, high priest of the Curse Cult, embroiled in a scandal over collusion with the Church of Light, insists he is no traitor and has never held an ideal in his life... Annan Reeves, a man among men... What kind of bullshit news is this?"
A trusted subordinate of the Demon Lord, commander of the demon vanguard, a Legendary Red Dragon Sorcerer, Na... Flames rose from Mogrok's claws and burned the newspaper to ash.
"How boring! I want rivers of blood! Ratfolk declaring war on Wilhelm! Countless human kingdoms falling!"
Mogrok walked to the cliff's edge.
Before him stretched a vast Underworld. Countless streams of Magma flowed into a Lava Lake, where innumerable demons gathered and patrolled along the shore.
As a Red Dragon Sorcerer, Mogrok's appearance had undergone Dragon Transformation under the influence of the Red Dragon's aggressive bloodline. Hard red scales covered his straight-backed torso, forming a close-fitting suit of armor.
Two spiral dragon horns extended from his forehead, and his blazing red eyes with vertical pupils brimmed with danger and wildness.
He towered over humans, yet beside the alluring Incubus, whose vital areas were covered by only a few black-purple scales, he still looked somewhat slight.
"That day won't be long now." The Incubus flicked out a forked tongue like a snake's, tasting the increasingly stifling air.
A sudden eruption of Magma lit their faces. Ahead of them, hundreds of Hellfire demons crawled from the Lava Lake, their bodies made of rock and scorching flames constantly bursting from their cracks.
At the center of the lake, a Portal to