The screams echoed from within the mist, only to quickly vanish.
As the mist gradually cleared, it revealed the grotesque forms of demons.
Their clothes bore some resemblance to those of the townsfolk, with weapons in hand still dripping with fresh blood, and at their feet lay the unrecognizable corpses of knights and priests, faces twisted in terror.
As for the plump noble, his appearance had drastically changed.
A towering figure four meters tall, clad in jet-black armor, with a head resembling that of a ram...
This was none other than a Sheep-horned Demon Lord of Golden Rank power.
He licked the blood from the tip of his blade, a glint of madness and savagery passing through his scarlet eyes.
With a sinister laugh, he raised his demonic sword:
"You useless fools, hurry and fully open the Plane Channel to welcome the great Demon God's army!"
"Roar——!"
The demons let out a roar.
