Asmodeus swung his axe, the force creating a squall of sharp air that tore through each monster''s flesh. The attack killed three monsters, allowing him to breathe and recover. He narrowed his eyes and stepped forward to follow up, his blood magic forming sharp spikes that impaled the twisted creatures.

    [They''re endless!]

    Serena complained, while he agreed with her but couldn''t ignore them.

    ''Tell me about it...''

    The sound of clashing blades and the low pop of magic reverberated around him as the human and demon knights fought off the twisted ghouls.

    He flicked his wrist, spraying blood across the dirt while silently chanting new spells. The crimson liquid rose in response to his command, forming into a dozen small blades that shot towards the creatures. They tore through flesh and bone, killing several monsters.

    However, the larger ones shrugged off the damage, grabbing their brethren and using their corpses to heal.

    "Damn, that''s disgusting."

    Asmodeus couldn''t help but worry about the human forces against abominations that could regenerate themselves and fought without care for their lives.

    ''Is Alan''s group doing fine?''

    Asmodeus gritted his teeth as he blocked an attack from one of the monsters. The force of the impact sent a jolt through his arm, but he endured while his feet sank into the ground. He swung his axe in a wide arc, cutting through the monster''s torso and sending it flying backward.

    "Phew!"

    He wanted to hurry and support Alan. Having enjoyed fighting the ghouls, he lifted his left hand to end the battle. Asmodeus focused, and his aura flickered, creating several magical circles that formed crimson spears of blood. Each spear was razor-sharp and radiated a deadly aura.

    With a single thought, Asmodeus launched the spears toward the remaining monsters. They pierced through the air, leaving behind a trail of crimson light as they closed in on their targets.

    The spears continuously bombarded the creatures, impaling them with their sharp tips and causing them to cry out in agony. The monsters thrashed and struggled, but the spears held them firmly in place, pinning them to the ground. The rest of his spears crushed and minced them into pulp until nothing remained.

    Asmodeus watched as the last of the monsters fell, their bodies dissolving into mist and disappearing. He lowered his hand, feeling the adrenaline slowly fade from his body.

    ''It seems that even these monsters have become trivial now...''

    He turned around and walked through the battlefield, surrounded by a mass of people engaged in a close battle. Humans struggled in groups, and demon knights fought in a slow, balanced formation.

    However, he could see the fatigue and injuries building on the human knights and soldiers... he stepped passed a young man about to be impaled by a small white ghoul, only to reach out and grab the little fiend by its throat.

    "You should head back to the back lines and get treatment."

    "H-Heh?!" The young knight who closed his eyes turned to face Asmodeus, shocked at what he saw.

    Asmodeus threw the creature into the air before swinging his axe down, cleaving it in half. The monster''s body dissipated into mist, proving its death.

    He watched the knight with terrified eyes flee towards the rear desperately, though it looked a little unsightly. Asmodeus couldn''t help but smirk at how ridiculous the knight looked.

    ''Why is a coward... fighting against the demons?''

    "Victory!"

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    Asmodeus curled his lips into a faint smile, gazing at the bloody human knights, their faces white like sheets, and many wounded. Yet, in this moment of victory, they all pulled together, jumping, yelling, and hugging each other.

    ''This is something demons lack.''

    He thought to himself, feeling a tinge of envy toward the humans and how he was now more demon than human. Their ability to come together and celebrate their triumphs was something he wished his kind possessed.

    But then he remembered why he was here.

    "Good work Fredricka, Sariel... Lumina." He said, glancing at the trio who stood beside him, covered in blood and sweat.

    "It was nothing, my dear Master," Sariel replied, sneaking closer to him. Her eyes glowing, she curled her lips into an impish smile.

    "Your Majesty... this is our duty." Fredricka remained serious, but he could see the slight tinge of red on her cheeks. The Demon knights gained a strange sense of pleasure from his praise.

    "Let''s clear the battlefield and deal with the corpses. Since the humans seem exhausted and spent, we need to get some rest."

    "Yes!" They answered in unison.

    Not long after the battle, Asmodeus sat atop Lumina, leaning against her as she rocked her body slightly. This movement allowed him to enjoy a soothing moment of peace.

    "Lumina, don''t work yourself so hard in the future, you are more important than the humans."

    He noticed her fighting dozens of ghouls during the battle several times to protect the humans, using her webbing to keep them focused on her. However, Asmodeus didn''t like her fighting so dangerously, no matter how strong she might be.

    She stopped moving, and he felt her soft fur brush against his cheek as she nuzzled him affectionately. He smiled, running his fingers through her silky white hair and feeling the warmth radiating from her body.

    "I understand, Ryuji."

    "Don''t look so serious, Lumina... I just don''t want to see you injured." Asmodeus said, reaching up to stroke her face.

    Lumina purred softly, enjoying the gentle touch of his hand on her cheek. She closed her eyes and leaned into his caress, savouring the heat of his palm against her skin. "I will do my best~ thank you."

    Asmodeus couldn''t help but chuckle at her response, finding it endearing. He continued to stroke her face gently, feeling the bond between them starting to form. He then started to accept her despite Lumina''s past sins.

    "Hey, hey! What about me? I fought well too!" Sariel complained, puffing out her cheeks, fluttering her wings as she dropped onto his body from the air, her soft body pressed against him.

    Asmodeus rolled his eyes, letting out a sigh of exasperation. "Sariel, you know better than to drop onto me like that."

    "But you''re so comfortable!" Sariel protested, snuggling closer to him.

    Asmodeus shook his head, but couldn''t help but smile. Despite her antics, he appreciated her efforts in the battle and knew she deserved recognition. Not to mention, he couldn''t push away such a lovely woman, and instead wrapped an arm around her waist.

    "It seems that we''re running out of time, if we don''t hurry the enemy will be completely prepared for us."