As his vision shifted, he found himself standing in another city—a tier-2 settlement. This place hadn''t fallen yet, but it was only a matter of time before the devils won.

    No amount of bombs, weapons or technology could close the brutal gap between the two races. If demons saw humans as rats , then devils treated them as ants—insignificant creatures to be crushed without a second thought.

    ''So they''re close to breaching the walls,'' he muttered under his breath.

    He wasn''t concerned about being discovered. His stealth abilities allowed him to completely erase his presence. As long as he avoided any big actions, he was practically invisible.

    ''I''ll just wait for them to finish,'' he added

    Let the devils do the dirty work. The more humans they slaughtered, the more corpses he could absorb later—killing two birds with one stone.

    However, as he watched the chaos unfold, something on the human side caught his attention.

    A lone figure stood out, radiating an aura almost as strong as a Demon God. The man carried a katana. Reign narrowed his eyes, observing closely.

    The figure suddenly drew his weapon, and in an instant, a blinding flash of light erupted.

    The devils attacking the walls were obliterated, reduced to pieces of meat. They weren''t weak, but the figure was simply too strong.

    For a moment there was complete silence, as the devils at the back paused waiting for orders, on the other hand the human side started cheering as they saw some hope

    "QUILL FLAZER! "

    "QUILL FLAZER! "

    "QUILL FLAZER! "

    Everyone roared, as if the name itself could win them this war.

    Standing amidst all the attention was none other than Quill, the strongest Hunter—and possibly the strongest human, for that matter.

    A larger devil, towering over the rest, charged at Quill with a roar. It swung a massive club down, aiming to crush the Hunter in one blow.

    His katana flashed once. The devil froze, then toppled over, its body severed diagonally.

    Reign leaned back, watching the massacre unfold. ''What a show-off,''

    The way Quill fought was straight out of a story about an overpowered main character. Every move he made looked effortless, and really cool.

    ''He should take notes from me and learn how to stay lowkey,'' he shook his head in disappointment.

    Back in the battlefield.

    A group of devils tried to attack from a distance, throwing dark energy projectiles at him.

    He raised his katana, and with one swing, a wave of white light tore through the air. The attack destroyed the projectiles and the devils behind them in one motion.

    The place grew quiet. Sparks of white electricity flickered around him as he stood alone among the carnage, calm as ever.

    Reign let out a small laugh ''Still way slower than me,'' he said, ''but not bad.'' Your next read is at My Virtual Library Empire

    Finally, the devil general in charge of the conquest revealed itself.

    It was an imposing figure, radiating power and authority. His crimson hair flowed like a burning flame, matching the fiery glow of his jagged sword, which distorted the air around it from its intense heat.

    His armor was both elegant and menacing, crafted with sharp edges and intricate designs that spoke of countless victories in battle.

    Mounted on a massive, armored steed, the general exuded an air of confidence and command. His pale skin contrasted sharply with his glowing red eyes, which burned with intelligence and malice.

    This was not just a fighter but a strategist, one who knew better than to charge recklessly. The distance he maintained from Quill showed his sharp mind—he understood the risk of stepping within striking range of such a deadly opponent.

    CLINK!

    The Devil General raised its sword to the sky, and the air grew hotter and hotter. Soon, even the creatures around him began to flee.