Demon beasts—in the traditional sense, are considered creations of the Demon King.

The Demon King Mohe does not oppose this idea. In fact, after the demon race was defeated, demon beasts were usually categorized as a type of beast. However, they are more special since these creatures indeed appear unexpectedly among the beasts. Gradually, the idea that demon beasts are creations of the Demon King was challenged.

Contemporary demon beast scholars believe that demon beasts might be the original use of the term "demon," and the title of the Demon King was assigned later. They are terrifying life forms similar to demon beasts, and then the demon race was also considered to be the same kind of existence… Of course, these scholars of demon beasts are uniformly dwarves.

This notion conflicts with the teachings of the White Church.

Therefore, a decade after the Demon King was defeated, the dwarves were in the worst situation—they were considered to be distant from the believers, apostates, and challengers to the authority of the gods. It was believed that one day they would inevitably fall to become part of the "demon race."

Of course… these are just some covert racial descriptions that haven't become universally accepted as facts. If this fact were established, perhaps it would mean the end of the dwarven race.

On this day, known as the Day of Divine Creation, the Divine Gift City—Nalune, suffered an unprecedented attack by demon beasts.

This was an astonishing event… Since the Demon King was vanquished. Demon beasts in this world no longer gathered in masses, the fearsome "demon beast tides" having long ceased to manifest. Although demon beasts possess intelligence, their beastly nature prevents them from being organized orderly—combined with the hunting by various races, the number of demon beasts could never sustain an attack on a city.

Yet this happened.

As people gathered in the square of Nalune to worship the gods and the statue of the Saintess, while the Saintess was engaged in battle with the Hero, the demon beasts launched their attack.

Cracks appeared in the sky, then fierce and violent demon beasts filled with that dark and cruel power began to slaughter the city's inhabitants.

Lisidorwei appeared above in the sky, surrounded by swirling blood, this silver-haired woman held a horn in her hand.

She gathered her strength and at the cost of blood, blew into the horn.

It was once the masterpiece of the Demon King's alchemy.

"Apocalypse and End Horn."

When this horn is blown, countless demon beasts are summoned from the void. No one, aside from the Demon King himself, knows the origin of these beasts, but—undoubtedly, the horn possesses the power to destroy a city, even if that city's name is "Nalune."

The Demon King himself did not favor this horn.

After all, what is considered a masterpiece in the eyes of the world, was a failure in the eyes of the Demon King. The Demon King had high hopes for this horn and thus named it "Apocalypse and End," but its effect was minimal, at best it could destroy a city—something the Demon King could easily achieve himself. If his creations couldn't accomplish what he couldn't, then what qualifies as "great"?

Thus Mohe left it to gather dust in his "space."

In his current weakened state, he couldn't use such a horn himself, so he handed it to Lisidorwei, who had the ability to blow the horn. If he remembered correctly, he had given Lisidorwei another tool more effective than this horn—

Mohe calmly watched as numerous demon beasts descended from the sky, rampaging uncontrollably throughout the city.

"Sigh! It's still a failed work, logically it shouldn't be? The horn made from the World-Ending Demon Dragon's horn. It shouldn't be weaker than itself… My alchemy isn't about making things weaker, after all... Was the true strength of the World-Ending Demon Dragon itself, rather than the symbolically meaningful horn? I sometimes make such mistakes!"

She reflected for a moment on her past expectations for the horn: "Judging by its current performance it's acceptable, normally a life-forfeiting horn, is quite fitting for Lisidorwei. The combination of a failure and a failure can still yield more than the sum of its parts."

She was somewhat satisfied.

Heading towards the interior of the cathedral unperturbed.

The battle between Doro and Charlette had reached a fever pitch.

Charlette's sacred blood seemed to spill freely over every corner of the cathedral, the crimson hue pervasive—yet she remained vibrant, energetic, and continuously launched attacks upon Doro. The number of times she was struck by the sword decreased, she still seemed to be growing, developing an understanding of Doro's blade—

The broken sword shattered completely at a certain moment.

And at this moment, Charlette closed in, her fists pounding relentlessly upon every part of Doro's body like ceaseless rain.

Doro's body, which had long since begun to rust, seemed entirely unable to resist such relentless assault, like an ordinary leaf swaying endlessly in the storm, seemingly ready to be shattered in an instant.

"Is this all you have?!"

She questioned as she continued to punch: "Without a sword! Without armor! Is this all you have, A·Gedora! Let me see again! That brilliance that once shone upon human bodies! Let me see again your once unassailable form!"

She seemed to be shouting.

How strange.

Doro thought, despite what she did, even if there was some so-called light, it should have long been extinguished by her own hand. Why did she yearn for it so much? How could she be so contradictory?

But…

He grasped Charlette's hand.

The rain of punches finally ceased, and blood oozed from various parts of Doro's body.

"I've said it before, I am Doro now, not A·Gedora!"

In that instant, he tore Charlette's hands from her body!

Mohe, witnessing this action quietly, couldn't help but click his tongue.

He's still fond of tearing people apart, he used to cut himself with a sword, but this time he was even more brutal, tearing off his old lover's hands.

Too violent.

Let him take the title of Demon King? Call him the "Tearing Great Demon King."

She couldn't help but laugh out loud.

Ah… it's a bit troublesome, shouldn't have been seen.

But now, well, it doesn't matter?

If you want a reason—Charlette's end is near.

She had already sensed that twisted faith beginning to infiltrate the essence of Charlette.

Just like Lisidorwei was polluted by pure blood, Charlette would be polluted by "impurity."

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