The Fall (Final Volume Chapter)

"World chaos? Is that what he wants?" The Emperor asked Morax, only to confirm what he had heard. 

With his elegance and petulance put aside at that moment, the demon nodded, answering the man's question.

At that moment, Callant brought his left hand to his temples. As he massaged them gently, he began to try to reason and absorb everything he had heard in a few minutes.

Another son of the Emperor had just been born, and the last thing he would want to go through at this moment was war, even less so against such mystical beings as the demons, incomparable enemies. Of course, the Emperor had many strong warriors at his service to fight a war, but since the Dungeons appeared in the world, the armies of all nations were reduced to only a few tens of thousands of troops. 

The whole situation was made even worse if you included the factors that the war would be continental, and also that the demons could use the monsters resulting from Dungeon breaks.