I will be a demon in this life!-Chapter 236

Die!

I don’t want to die!

Why is this happening!

AHHH!

I hate it!

The whispers echoed in the mind of Mephistopheles, who had absorbed the cursed energy from the battlefield.

[Cursed Energy: 89]

"When you use the cursed power, you will no longer hear the whispers," said the female voice of the distant existence.

Mephistopheles remained atop the military tent; the sun had risen a few minutes earlier.

Both armies were preparing for battle, but no one was aware of Mephistopheles’ presence.

The remaining soldiers of the Presial kingdom’s army did not hide their grim expressions. Many of them had kept their frustration to themselves, but Mephistopheles had heard all the frustration, all the resentment, and every curse that had not been uttered the night before.

With his heavy halberd in his right hand, wearing his gold and black armor, Prince Absab exclaimed in a firm voice:

"Today we will change the course of the war, or we will die together as brothers who were born in the same kingdom. But know this, we will not force anyone who does not wish to fight to fight. Those with doubts may leave the camp immediately. On this day, only my brothers will fight by my side, and once on the battlefield, I will not retreat, I will not let go of my halberd, as long as I have life, I will continue to fight. For our kingdom! For our dignity! For our home!"

At that moment, those words were part of the spark that ignited the fire in almost 80 percent of the soldiers. The other part of the spark came from the passive demonic skill, "unparalleled speaker."

King Sition, who witnessed his son’s words, was preparing to give his own speech, but in the end, he only wielded his sword and looked toward where the enemy army was. He felt that his son’s words were right and that another speech would be unnecessary.

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At the imperial army’s military camp.

"Today we will achieve the objective of this war," thought Commander Davis Roberson.

Before him stood an army of 20,000 soldiers ready to attack. The objective was clear: to completely crush the army of the Presial Kingdom and capture both King Sition and Prince Absab. If possible, they would also capture the few commanders of the Presial Kingdom who were in the seventh spiritual core or the seventh mana core.

Several deputy commanders, golden paladins, and Crepitants, all with power above the sixth spiritual core or in the sixth mana core, waited for Commander Davis Roberson to give the order to attack.

Words were unnecessary, morale was high, and many imperial soldiers were already thinking about the rewards they would obtain, the women they would take as slaves, and many other ideas. In short, they felt confident of victory.

Commander Davis waited no longer, used a sound amplification spell, and ordered in a firm tone:

"Everyone get ready, the ’Endless Sky’ is with us, we will purify this world of those who conspire with demons."

Cheers came from the imperial army of thousands of soldiers.

Attack!

The vanguard of the imperial army advanced like a fearsome wave of soldiers who did not neglect their solid military formations at any time as they advanced toward the enemy.

...

"Brothers, let us defeat the enemy. Attack!"

Prince Absab, whose voice echoed among his allies, advanced at the forefront with his halberd in hand and his aura surrounding his body.

Nearly 4,000 soldiers followed the prince without hesitation, while another thousand who remained behind felt they could not betray the prince and joined the soldiers who had already advanced. The rest of the soldiers in the Presial kingdom’s camp, a few hundred, moved away from the battlefield for fear of falling into the hands of the imperialists.

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Only four people are in the seventh spiritual core and one in the seventh mana circle. Among the nearly five thousand soldiers of the Presial kingdom, only about eleven are in the sixth spiritual core or sixth mana circle, and the rest are below that rank. It is obvious that the enemy commander planned to completely destroy the army of this small and weak kingdom," Mephistopheles deduced from atop the military tent as he gazed out at the battlefield.

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The imperial army advanced with confident strides.

Prince Absab looked at the approaching enemies and did not hold back as he swung his halberd upward.

Bang!

A powerful slash of demonic energy spread out, cutting through the ground and everything in its path. It was so powerful and unexpected that no magical barriers were able to stop it. In an instant, thousands of imperial soldiers were killed by the powerful slash of demonic energy, which also destroyed part of the imperial army’s military camp.

Commander Davis Roberson stared in disbelief at the powerful slash of demonic energy that rose from the ground into the air like an immense wall of concentrated, powerful energy as it advanced, destroying part of his military camp that had been intact seconds before.

Deputy Commander Edgardo was surprised, speechless, and somewhat frightened to see the result of that powerful attack carried out by Prince Absab.

A subtle smile appeared on Prince Absab’s face. He knew that now that he had used the demonic energy, there was no turning back, but at that moment he wasn’t even thinking about that. The power he had just used had captivated him.

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"Few people are capable of resisting the thirst for power once they have tasted it," thought Mephistopheles, who said to Prince Absab:

"Hehehe. Finish what you started."

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"Advance!" exclaimed Prince Absab.

The nearly five thousand soldiers of the Presial kingdom’s army followed Prince Absab’s orders, not even inquiring about the origin of the demonic power the prince had used.

Only a fool would dare to oppose a tyrannical and destructive power that had just wiped out thousands of enemies.

Boom!

Prince Absab performed another powerful cut of demonic energy, but this time the soldiers of the imperial army showed why they were part of the Venrac Empire’s army.

Among the thousands of magicians scattered throughout the imperial army, they created with admirable coordination a resistant magical barrier that only cracked when it suffered the powerful impact of the demonic power.