After I died, my personal maid rebelled.

The oppressive, stifling air licked at the sweltering heat. Vivian could feel some kind of power being activated; a sultry, windless aura locked onto her. Her lips trembled nervously, but no sound could be uttered.

It was a thunderclap. The sticky skin felt uncomfortable, as if it had been stripped of its fat. Vivian, who was locked on by the attack, could only see hordes of demon cavalry rushing towards Luna, and then instantly dissipating in a sudden burst of wind.

Blood, skin and bone still attached, crashed down on the charging horses. Luna, who had vanished from her spot, finally pierced through the sticky liquid. However, before Vivian could regain her fresh breath, one of her arms suddenly appeared on the ground.

Vivian stared blankly at her shoulder, which was empty, yet no blood had dripped from it. Her lifeless arm was covered in mud. Time seemed to have gone awry.

Next came the twisting magic shields, which had somehow appeared on Vivian's body, but when Vivian discovered them, the broken fragments were reflecting a dazzling array of colors.

"Keep the cover on!"

The mages hidden among the cavalry finally revealed themselves. They were the most powerful force and weapon in the Demon Kingdom, and they had cast a protective spell on the princess long before Luna activated her abilities.

It was this crucial step that allowed them to save their country's princess.

A spectacular torrent of magic engulfed the battlefield, and countless lives, including their own soldiers, fell in the collapse. The demon guards, having recovered, pulled the dazed Vivian away at top speed.

If Her Highness the Princess dies here, the entire Demon Expeditionary Force will be thrown into chaos!

"Quickly, Your Highness, the enemy's power is too dangerous!"

The moment the enemy mage revealed his position, the light cavalry, who had been harassing and maneuvering along the edge, changed their tactics. They all drew their scimitars and launched a frenzied charge, using the flank as their breakthrough point.

At this point, the heavy cavalry could no longer advance, but this was a battlefield between humans and demons, and neither side had the tacit understanding to retreat and regroup. More importantly, the demon infantry had already arrived on the western battlefield.

"Suppress the enemy mage, Lisa!"

Luna quietly returned to her personal guards and shouted back to the people behind her.

"Are you kidding me? There are at least fifty mages on the other side!"

Lisa threw off her hood and roared in response. As her staff lit up, it rose into the air. She took out a magic stone from the inner pocket and bit it in her mouth. Several complex magic circles lit up behind her like a curtain of light.

"Please, just five minutes."

Luna nodded to her, and Lisa crunched the magic stone in her mouth, causing the number of magic circles to double again.

"Bombardment Technique, activate!"

The night sky was annihilated by an intense orange light, and violent spells surged and bombarded the ground, like a rapid meteor shower.

"A human mage!"

The demon mages immediately stopped, quickly conjuring up massive magical shields. Their bombardment of spells continued unabated, the magical clash tearing through space and causing the magical energy in the turbulent air currents to surge wildly.

"Son of the North, charge with me!"

The explosions had not stopped when a furious shout ignited the raging flames of war. Luna charged out first, followed by dwarven cavalry, then her personal guards and heavily armored knights.

Following the defensive gaps created by the Demon Princess's retreat, Luna's longsword danced like a streak of light, while the heads of the Demon cavalry behind her flew into the air like steaming kettle lids amidst the blood gushing from their severed necks.

The dwarves, with their exceptional endurance, earned their fame in this battle.

They swung their warhammers, quickly clearing a path for the following troops to advance.

The sounds of battle echoed endlessly as two groups of human cavalry, like giant pincers, bit into the demon army's formation, causing the demon general Colin's brow to twitch.

Things happened so fast that he didn't even know how Princess Vivian had lost!

The infantry phalanx, which served as reinforcements, was hastily dispatched as soon as it arrived on the battlefield.

"Go quickly! As long as we can protect our mage, we still have hope of victory..."

The stirring sound of bugles behind him interrupted Colin's tactical arrangements.

This battle was not only a bloody duel between soldiers, but also a test for the commanders of both armies.

Kate made a decisive decision: she did not send Eryon to support the Elven Guard who were fighting a bitter battle. If the demons wanted to divide their forces, then so would they. Let's see who can't hold out in the end!

"Erian, your name was given to you by Lady Elene, so I have only one request for you: even if there are mountains of knives and seas of fire ahead, you must overcome them!"

Kate was one of the few adventurous commanders in the Union Army.

When Eryon left with his elite troops and the strongest First Regiment, the demon army and the undead army almost instantly switched from defense to offense, and the advantages they had gained earlier vanished.

But Kate didn't care; she had already made her choice.

"Hold on, all of you! Even if you're expendable pawns, I'll stand before you!"

Kate charged into the battlefield with her gun, and the entire Second Division went into a frenzy. Wave after wave of resolute counter-attacks surged up until blood and corpses flowed into rivers and piled up into mountains.

"For the Duke!"

Eryon and the elite of the Second Division easily tore apart the rear lines of the demon cavalry. When those exhausted heavy cavalrymen withdrew from the front line, what came into view were human infantry with bloodshot eyes, who had ruthlessly formed a killing machine.

With his spear flying up and down, Ereon, who thought his body was exhausted, squeezed out strength once more and ran faster and faster until his tired legs felt a burning sensation, until every breath felt like coughing up blood from his lungs.

The cold glint of the spear tip transformed into a dragon, and his tall comrade beside him knocked over his horse with his body. Erian stepped forward again and pierced the heart of the demon cavalryman with a hiss.

His body was covered in wounds, and the accumulated blood made the gun handle slippery and impossible to grip. So Ereon grabbed a demon's head, ripped off the scalp with a tearing sound, and used the rough hair to tightly bind his hand to the gun to increase friction.

This useful little trick was taught to him by Commander Federico, but his act of desecrating the corpse, while scaring away some of the demons, brought him more anger from the demon cavalry.

The two sides engaged in a fierce battle, but with the assistance of powerful allies, Ereon was able to advance bravely and steadily push forward, with more and more demons falling at his hands.

As the battle intensified, the heavily armored soldiers of the First Regiment finally arrived at the front line.

"This battle will be the end of the demon race!"

The heavily armored soldiers with their burly bodies let out an angry roar. Even though the arrows in front of them were denser than rain, they only took a short rest before slowly accelerating their run. Their heavy footsteps sounded like the tolling of a death knell.

To maintain their impact and marching speed, the heavy cavalry of the demon race carried only two-thirds the weight of the regular heavy infantry.

Not to mention that these soldiers were selected from the best of the best by Kate, all of them were big guys, and their mere presence on the battlefield created a huge sense of pressure.

Besieged on three sides, the demon cavalry were unable to unleash their most proficient group charge. In the chaotic battlefield, only close combat could determine the victor.

The heavy infantrymen had already raised their battle axes high.