The Demon King System
World War Nistenia II

Alease Cougar who was retreating from the battlefield was suddenly rained down by the flames. The inquisitor escorting her immediately fended off the rain of Fire; the life of Alease Cougar was worth more than their lives because He was a member of the Hero Party. If the Hero Party members were incomplete then automatically, their strength would weaken and the blessings of the Light Goddess would not flow for a while until her successor appeared.

That Level 100 Inquisitor was helplessly holding back the rain of Fire released by the Black Dragon. The iron armor he was wearing melted and his body finally burned.

“Protect Heroes Alease!” another Inquisitor exclaimed as he pressed his feet firmly, a gust of strong wind suddenly surrounded the body of the Inquisitor and He shot towards the Black Dragon flying in the sky.

“One-on-one strategy does not seem to work, I have to join another Hero!” exclaim Alease Cougar.

“Good Hero Alease, we will escort you to Hero Graham who is fighting against Demon King Eblirt!” sahut Inquisitor next to Alease Cougar.

The Black Dragon frowned as Alease Cougar escaped. He was about to flap his wings to create a storm of Fire tornadoes, but suddenly an Inquisitor appeared before him.

The Spear of the Inquisitor emitted a dazzling light. The Black Dragon casts the Magic incantation of the Hell Gate, Thousands of hand-shaped black shadows wrapped around the Spear of the Inquisitor as well as his body, then he is dragged into the Gate of Hell.

The inquisitor was screaming hysterically and his body was thrashing about wanting to get out of the Gate of Hell that was starting to close its gates.

It was this Gate of Hell that made neither Heroes nor Demons willing to fight the Black Dragon because its defense was too strong and almost impossible to destroy.

“Cih!” The Black Dragon snorted as it did not see the whereabouts of Alease Cougar. He then flew towards the other Heroes and ignored the Devil Force and Knight Order fight on the ground.

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“General Demon Hast!” The Goblin Devil reported to him. “There was a strange movement in that forest, the ground surface trembled violently like the arrival of a large army.”

Hast immediately stood up, the corner of his lips exuding an evil grin. “He finally showed up too!” sahut, “command all Demon Troops to get ready to face those traitors!”

Hast came out of the tent and stood at the very front in the expanse of the frontier Grassland between the Kinearus Kingdom and the Demon Kingdom.

The forest that was a mile away from the meadow did indeed appear to be swaying and a moment later, a stretch of beasts ran towards the Demon Army.

The beasts looked extremely ferocious, some of them were high-level Beasts.

Hast frowned. “Did Zagralaas lead them to have our defensive line go awry?” muttered. “It was a stupid strategy!” his lips while swinging his Sword horizontally, a crescent-shaped black Sword Aura shot out towards the expanse of the beast. In an instant, the beasts split apart and none of them could escape the trajectory of the Hast Sword Aura.

The Demon Army behind Hast immediately cheered happily.

“General Demon Hast is very strong!”

“Did you see the Sword Aura earlier, it was so fierce and terrible.”

“When my Sword Aura reached that Level, huh?”

The low-level Demons in the back row were astonished to see the Sword Aura constantly darting out from the blades of the Sword Hast.

However, Hast was a little surprised as the waves of these ferocious beasts continued to come out of the forest and their Levels grew even higher.

“Finally stop!” exclaimed the Goblin behind Hast after no beast came out of the forest.

Goblin Hast's subordinate suddenly turned pale-faced and shouted, “General look at that!”

Hast turned his head back, his face furrowed wryly as the trees in the forest suddenly split apart and a pitch-black crescent-shaped Sword Aura one Kilometer wide shot towards them.

“Aura Very strong sword!” Hast immediately put up the martial horses. “Help me to block him!” He was not confident that he could withstand a Sword Aura that was greater than his.

Only one name appeared in his mind and He was the former Demon King Zagralaas. However, he was puzzled that the Zagralaas Sword Aura was not this big, could it be that his strength had increased after returning to Level 100 again.

Dozens of Level 100 Demons helped Hast block that Sword Aura and they managed to block it despite having to drain the enormous Demonic Mana.

“Do not let your guard down!” shouted Hast as his subordinates were even overjoyed after successfully restraining the One Sword Aura.

Suddenly the Sword Aura reappeared, times did not come just horizontally alone. The aura also appeared Vertically, tilted to the right and tilted to the left.

“Sial! This must have been the traitor Zagralaas!” aspir Hast immediately swung his sword towards the front repeatedly; dozens of Sword Auras shot out and clashed with the Sword Aura that came towards them.

The explosion of Magic energy made the expanse of the meadow into a giant hole and if it rains one day then the hole will become a Lake.

“You're getting weaker, Hast!”

A very familiar voice echoed in Hast's mind. He turned his head towards the source of the voice and his face instantly shriveled sourly.

“Zagralaas!” his gerrick.

The Demon Army behind Hast was instantly frightened and their fighting spirit collapsed instantly as their former Demon King appeared alongside the Tens of Thousand Demons plus countless ferocious Beasts and sea beasts.

“I have no time to play around with you. So, die!” Pitung said in a cold tone.

Pitung swung the Hell Of Darkness Sword and drained all of the Demon Mana he had.

Now Pitung need not be afraid of running out of Demon Mana because one of the Skills bestowed by the Dark God is infinite Mana. When his Demon Mana was reduced then it would automatically return full.

The Devils who followed Pitung felt depressed as the Demonic Mana enveloped the blade of the Hell Of Darkness Sword. They were very grateful to take the decision to follow him, no matter what their fate would be if they joined the Demon King Eblirt.

“Rapourize Shield Magic Spell!” yell Hast. His face was pale in fear of feeling the pressure from the Hell Of Darkness Sword Aura.

Pitung swung the Hell Of Darkness Sword towards Hast from Netla Durand's back. “Demon Sword Art!” he muttered using a Skill that had reached such a high level.

The surface of the ground shattered into pieces as it passed by the Hell Of Darkness Sword Aura although the Sword Aura did not touch the ground, as Hast's eyelids were about to blink; The aura of the Hell Of Darkness Sword had appeared in front of him.

The shield cast by the Demon Witch was smashed to pieces, as well as Hast's Sword.

In one strike alone, all of the Demon Troops that Hast had brought along had turned into dust grains.