Demonic Invasion

[Days Later]

"It's time."

As Abellion whispered this under his breath, he looked beyond the high ground where he stood and watched the massive expanse of land spread out before him.

The Human Territory was bustling with life—so much life.

What would occur if all that life was turned into Miasma?

Abellion looked behind him and saw his Demon Lords bowing. They now numbered four—considering Lydia was dead and Desgarion now kept watch over the fort.

Since he would be leading the army, it was imperative that someone strong remained to protect their borders.

No matter what anyone said about him, Desgarion was still the strongest Demon Lord. After all, he nearly brought loss to the Demon King, Abellion, himself.

Since that was the case, the seething King could focus all his attention on ensuring that the humans completely got exterminated.

And... with the current state of his army... that wouldn't be a problem!