The standoff between the Demon Prince Army and Elgore continues. Casualties mount on Daimon's side, but they have no time to mourn. They must come up with a plan or risk being wiped out of existence.
Daimon quickly composes himself, Malzahar letting him be. The remaining six generals and the prince huddle to plan. Daimon announces an all-out charge from the entire army. The six generals are shocked and in total disagreement. "You were already hasty in your decision and it already cost one life," says Maya, but Daimon is certain this time he can succeed. "We are charging in, and I will be on the front line. Get ready in two hours," Daimon says authoritatively.
The generals show no expression but just kneel down and say, "Dismissed." Daimon is left alone in the room. He taps into Malzahar.
"Can I manifest your power? But I don't want you to go full form."
Malzahar smiles. "Of course, I could always take on my humanoid form, but I'll lend you 20% of my power. This is your battle and I'm here to guide you on your way to the top."
"Let's do it," Daimon says.
Malzahar then shares his power with Daimon. From his purple, glowing eyes, Daimon's eyes turn completely dark. He shouts at the top of his lungs.
With 20% of the power of a Supreme Dragon Lord running through his demon veins, it feels like too much for him to handle, so Malzahar just gives 10% of his power because Daimon is not strong enough to manifest even a fraction of the power of a Supreme Dragon Lord.
Daimon, now stable, can sense a sudden change in his demeanor, feeling a power manifest inside him. He can feel a large amount of mana pouring into him and immeasurable strength. He is ready.
He jumps up, tears through the tent, and heads to the front lines. He levitates and addresses his army. "I am Daimon, the Demon Prince, and today we will take down Elgore. Follow me and I will lead you to glory. Fight with me!" The entire army screams as they charge forward against ten million Elgorian soldiers.
Daimon takes the very front line together with his six generals. As they run, Daimon begins to pull ahead, becoming faster. The generals are shocked; they can barely keep up with Daimon now. He feels the urge to destroy. He leaps into the air.
He casts dark magic; a huge magic circle appears in the sky, almost covering half of Elgore's army. There are no chants. Even Valerian is shocked by what he sees.
A massive purple flame, similar to Valerian's magic from earlier but now twenty times larger, covers the sky and descends like a meteorite, striking the center of the horde. Valerian wants to cast a barrier but realizes he has no time. He commands Moghul Khan to take him away to a safe distance before the impact obliterates everything. A large explosion follows.
Even the Demon Prince Army didn't expect Daimon to cast a spell like that. Little do they know, it's just a fraction of what lies inside the Demon Prince, the power of a Supreme Dragon Lord. When the smoke clears, they see Daimon in the middle of the dead Elgorian soldiers.
The Elgore army's jaws drop, seeing Daimon devouring the dead bodies by himself. They are shocked. In just one magic spell, three million Elgorian soldiers are dead. Bodies are everywhere, and standing in the middle is the Demon Prince.
"He is a threat," says Valerian. "Inform Draco about this." Moghul Khan then disappears.
Daimon smiles at Valerian and says, "You're next."
Valerian observes as Daimon once again casts the same magic. Everyone is now confused as to how a mere demon can cast ancient magic on such a large scale. Now alert, Valerian casts a spell to block Daimon's magic. "Ancient S-Tier Barrier, this should hold."
As the magic disperses because of the barrier, Valerian begins to laugh. He thinks that if he can block their strongest spell, they cannot be defeated.
He sees Daimon standing in the middle, just smiling. Daimon starts to walk towards the barrier. Valerian is shocked; then Daimon begins to jog, gaining momentum before leaping into the sky, clenching his right hand as it starts to glow. He punches the barrier and breaks it instantly.
The whole Elgore army cannot comprehend what is happening. Valerian is shocked again. "What's wrong with this demon?! How did he do that?" He starts to panic and orders his army to charge. The remaining seven million soldiers begin to move, but most are now hesitant.
Daimon casts the spell again; a magic circle appears in the sky and descends, killing another three million soldiers. Valerian, seeing this, wants to retreat and calls for Mogul Khan.
As the smoke clears, Daimon is standing in the middle once again. Witnessing this, the morale of the entire Elgore army collapses. Then Daimon shouts, "Everybody, charge!" The whole Demon Prince Army surges forward towards the Elgore soldiers with momentum on their side.
Valerian is relieved to see Mogul Khan. "Let's leave and head towards the castle—"
Suddenly, blood gushes from Mogul Khan's mouth as a hand rips his heart out through his chest. "Where do you think you're going?" says Daimon with a smile.
Valerian is shocked and quickly casts a spell to separate himself and Daimon, putting distance between them.
"You think you can take us down? A no-name demon like you going after Elgore? Are you insane?!" Valerian shouted. Daimon laughed. "Listen, I need more of that ancient magic I think it's going to come in handy." Valerian couldn't even understand what Daimon was talking about. "Enough with this nonsense!"
As Valerian was about to cast a spell, Daimon, using godspeed, went directly for Valerian's heart.
Valerian was breathing heavily. Daimon moved closer and wanted to hush him. "Shhhhhh... you are helping me take Elgore. Rest easy now." Daimon held two hearts Mogul Khan's and Valerian's. Two of Draco's generals, taken down by Daimon alone. He devoured both of them.
Daimon's eyes began to glow. He had just consumed a very powerful assassin from Elgore and a Great Sage as well. They took down the whole army outside of Elgore, but forty million more were waiting inside, along with five generals and Dracohimself.