The war between the Angel Race and the Meida Race raged like a wildfire.
Meanwhile, the Demon Emperor struggled onward along the road home.
Because the Meida Race had joined forces with several subordinate races to betray the Angel Race, the Demon Emperor was often hunted down during his return journey.
Of course, this was mainly because the Demon Emperor did not want to stir up trouble.
After all, he had to pass through other people's territory.
If he merely passed through without killing anyone, there would ultimately be far less trouble.
But if he killed someone, it would become a serious matter.
"Dragging this out is too much trouble. I have to find a way to get back faster."
The Demon Emperor was growing irritated. Throughout this journey, he had covered little ground but wasted plenty of time.
At this rate, he truly had no idea when he would return to the Primordial World.
Their party had originally numbered over a hundred, but now only a dozen or so remained: the five Borderland World Overlords following the Demon Emperor, thirteen Lone Wanderers, and the Fire Barbarian King.
Nineteen people in all.
At that moment, a Frontier Overlord said, "If we want to return to the Origin World quickly, the best way is to buy an airship. However, since various worlds prohibit flight, we may well come under attack. There is some risk involved."
The Demon Emperor's eyes lit up. "That works. As long as we can get back quickly, taking a little risk is worth considering."
One of them took out a ring. "I have a spaceship here. I prepared it before setting out, but I never expected it to come in handy today."
"But this thing has an identification device from the Angel Empire. I'm afraid that if