The sequence of events that occurred that night left everyone confused and furious. After resolving one problem, another arose.
Unconscious individuals scattered throughout the residential area were silently dying.
The exhausted warriors felt their blood boil at the sight of the citizens dying. They looked menacingly at the captured demons.
The detestable demons were the reason for that.
"Ha ha ha..." The medicine garden chief sniggered in his demonic form. His entire body was covered in blackish scales, with horns on his forehead and razor-sharp claws and teeth, making his laugh even more sinister.
"What are you up to?" Deva asked solemnly.
His weary eyes glanced at the sniggering demon, brimming with unimaginable fury.
"You should have asked that sooner." The demon replied with a smirk.
"Give me that sword." Deva turned to a nearby warrior and asked.
Immediately, the warrior handed the sword he was carrying to Deva.