While Leonard and his companions were locked in their climactic battle with Scylla in the southern seas, a separate force dispatched to the continent’s far eastern territories was also entering the final stages of their conflict.0

Wade, Commander of the Order of the Red Dragon, Grace, Commander of the Order of the Blue Dragon, and Alastair, ranking fourth in the Pentagon.0

With three Demigod Tier figures spearheading the operation, supported by two entire knight orders and dozens of mages from the battalion of the Wickeline family, the Demoniac worshippers hiding on the eastern frontier stood no chance once their location was compromised.0

Half a day had barely passed since the vanguard’s reconnaissance, yet the end was already drawing near. The battle between Wade and the Demoniac worshippers’ so-called god, the Archdemoniac, was reaching its conclusion.0

Rumble-Rumble-Rumble…!!0

The ground shook with a deafening roar, the tremor so fierce that even those several kilometers away found it hard to stay upright. The shockwave was comparable to a minor earthquake in magnitude.0

“A... Ahh...! Lord Behemoth is...!”0

“This can’t be happening...! This isn’t real...!”0

The Demoniac worshippers, witnessing the spectacle, screamed in despair and anguish. Stunned into helplessness, they fell limp as swords...0