Along the border between humans and demons, there was not a single human or demon who did not feel the oppressive presence of the demon who had reached the eighth rank.

"Don't get distracted! Keep attacking!" were the orders from the human sub-commanders, who in turn were following the directives of their commanders.

Seeing that instead of being intimidated, the humans attacked with greater determination, the demon commanders and the great demon generals immediately realized that something was wrong.

Even so, both forces continued to clash, but it seemed that little by little the balance was beginning to tip in favor of the humans.

A few seconds later, the demons understood why the humans had not retreated.

...

Galot Ertrael's sword was enveloped in a dark demonic aura.

The False Edmund smiled beneath his red hood.

"That's it... that's it; you're the adversary I've been waiting for so I can have some fun. Let's give it our all until the end! Ha ha ha," exclaimed the False Edmund, and shortly afterwards he unleashed all the energy that the human body he was using as a vessel could contain.

The hood and red robe were torn to shreds, and the skin and hair of False Edmund's handsome body disappeared as they were consumed by the powerful demonic energy he was releasing. In the end, all that remained was a human silhouette emanating a powerful and violent demonic energy.

...

Another powerful demonic energy appeared at the borders, making it clear that two demons were facing off.

...

Regardless of distance, an eighth-rank demon was something that no demon at the mid-level of power or above could ignore. Those demons below the mid-level of power who were in different parts of the republic only felt a strange, sudden chill that disappeared as soon as they felt it.

...

At that moment, Isirid was in Persec's study. She closed the book on advanced demonic sorcery she had been reading.

Persec, who had been sitting at his desk, stood up and looked in the direction of the border. He could sense that the demonic energy belonged to Galot Ertrael, because they had met in the past.

...

All the teachers at Danteriar Academy canceled classes that day, because it was clear that something significant was happening at the borders.

...

Mart, who was at one of the outdoor training grounds at the time receiving combat lessons for demonic sorcerers taught by Professor Bensac Terer, also sensed the presence of the demon who had reached the eighth rank.

Since Mart had the attribute of energy sensitivity, he was able to perceive the characteristics of a demon who had reached the eighth rank.

"When I experienced the vivid dream in which I occupied Merac Grensad's dream, that was the level that the author of the book "Demonic Hearts" had reached at that time; so the eighth rank is the rank equivalent to a third-rank prince," Mart concluded after comparing both forces, because he remembered that the author had written that at that time he was a third-rank prince.

...

Mart was just walking away from the training grounds alongside Selis and Asfil when he suddenly sensed the powerful but unstable presence of another demon.

"Demons destroy each other; and humans prosper" Mart thought with distaste.

[Anger trait activated]

[Host's strength temporarily increased by +10]

Mart shook his head, quickly controlled his emotions, and continued walking until he reached the halls of the Academy. Since classes were suspended, he planned to go straight to his room to shower and change into more comfortable clothes.

"Not yet. I can't trust a power that is limited in time and that I can't control," Mart concluded in his mind, remembering that when he activated the chosen capital trait, it was not his will that prevailed, but the will of Lucifer's remnant, who did not want to destroy the conspiring demons.

Mart remembered that moment well with some helplessness, because he would have liked to have destroyed all the conspiring demons who were on Marrac Mountain that day.

...

...

In the capital of the Argaris Republic, in their respective mansions, the councilors perceived the presence of Galot Ertrael.

The reactions among the councilors varied.

Some felt regret upon learning that the Republic was close to losing a powerful ally.

The councilors allied with the conspiring demons were satisfied with the outcome.

The councilors of the radical faction were pleased with the outcome because they were in constant disagreement with those demons who did not want to give up their noble titles.

••••

At the border, in the area where Galot Ertrael was facing the False Edmund.

Galot's demonic army was retreating, and the human army commanded by Lukas received the order to retreat.

Commander Lukas Laniert had a bad feeling and decided to follow his instincts at that moment, taking into account the personality of the demon he had faced on several occasions.

Galot spread his arms out to the sides and his black wings flapped, creating a strong shockwave that spread across the length and breadth of the territory in conflict between his troops and those of Commander Lukas.

Ecstatic at the thought of the exciting combat he would experience, the False Edmund leaped with his right hand outstretched toward Galot.

"Hey! Why?!" There was disappointment and frustration in the False Edmund's voice.

The False Edmund had pierced Galot's solar plexus, tearing out his damaged demonic core. At that moment, Galot's black wings disappeared, and then thousands upon thousands of black feathers covered with concentrated and powerful demonic energy appeared in the sky.

"No! No! Noooo! I hate guys like you," exclaimed the False Edmund as he put his hand to his head.

The fearsome silhouette of False Edmund turned his back on Galot's body and looked at the thousands and thousands of feathers in the sky.

"It won't be as you wish!" exclaimed False Edmund, who was about to raise his hands to use his last ounce of strength to dispel the spell cast by Galot, who was sacrificing himself for his army.

Cut!

Before the False Edmund managed to dispel the spell, Galot's body made a diagonal upward cut that sliced the False Edmund's body in two.

Then the halo of dark energy floating above Galot's head disappeared, and he fell face down to the ground.

...

In a dark place, you could hear chains rattling and the angry screams of the powerful demon who had lost connection with the human body he had used as a vessel.

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