The army of the demon world, which had taken over the fort due to the work of LeBaron, further increased its military strength.
　The demons, who can lay eggs on their own and don't need much food, quickly swelled to a scale of 100,000.

''It's not enough. There's still time for Abyss-sama to descend.

　Marshal Glaozarm reminds his men of this.

'First we will crush one of our own, and then we will dye everything with our own hands.

　His mood was a little better.

'Ha.'

　The generals answer on their knees.
　So far so good, but the last time it had gone wrong in the end.

　Glaosam knows this and was cautious before the Abyss.

I'm going to be able to say that I'm not going to be able to do anything about it. After that, we'll split up and destroy this country in two parts.''

I'm sorry, sir.

　If they were to be attacked by an army of a hundred thousand, the humans would have no hope of ever gaining an inch.
　This is what the demon army thinks.


　The demon army was invading again.
　When the leaders of each country heard the news, they decided to send reinforcements again.

　If the other party is a human country, they can make peace by offering benefits, but that won't work with the demon army.
　There were only two possible options: destroy them or be destroyed.

''Let's go, for the sake of protecting humanity.

　The general's class says it emphatically, but the morale of the soldiers who respond is not high.
　It's no wonder that the country is exhausted and life is hard to live in, but they're going out again.

　Even so, even the commoners can understand that they can't refuse when the opponent is a demon army.
　If the army is defeated and the country is dropped, they will all die out.

''Alright!　Those are the armies of the demon world!　There will be no reconciliation!　If you don't want to die, you have to fight!

　The general is desperate to scold them.
　Because the morale of the soldiers is low and they are not able to win.

　The total reinforcements of the allied forces are 120,000.
　It's not that they were stingy, but it was the upper limit in terms of national strength and food.

　The battle took place in the Ramdahl Plain.
　There are only two other places in the Central Continent where an army of 200,000 men can move freely, including here.

　Against the seventy thousand Royal Army and twelve hundred thousand reinforcements of the United Humanity Army, the Demon Army's force was three hundred thousand.

''We've just split up and marched in two halves,''

　Patriarch Glaozaam complained.
　He is very unwilling to let it take the form of a single major battle.

　Fearing his bad mood, the soldiers are gasping for breath.
　Then LeBaron came in.

'Master Glaozarm. What can I do for you?'

We have no choice. You must go ahead and kick the humans to the curb.

　Glaozarm orders him with a cluck of his tongue.
　The demons under your command have no special advantage other than their physical strength, so they're not good enough against the elite of humanity.

　If it's a simple individual ability, then humans are better at group tactics.
　The best way to overturn this is to bring the overwhelming power of the individual to bear.

I'm out.

　Glaozarm said.

''I'm going to show the soft humanity just how powerful the Demon Marshal is.

　He can't fail.
　His psychology made him decide to go on an aggressive offensive.

　The human army buzzed as Glaozarm and LeBaron stepped forward.

''Hey, what are those guys?''

There's a demon in there that's clearly different.

　Glaozarm frowned when he heard humanity's voice.

"They are rude! Are you unable to distinguish us from the demons?

I will use my powers to make a difference.

　Glaosam nodded at LeBaron's words.

　They roared and the carnage began.
　Glaozarm is a wizard type if we were to say human.

　When he shoots out a black light ball, one unit is easily destroyed.

''Wha, what was that?''

　The Central Continent's army was not used to seeing its overwhelming individual strength.

''Mi, everyone take it!　Take him down now!　Jump into the pocket and you'll be fine!

　The soldiers followed their commander's instructions, not because they believed it, but because they wanted to believe it.
　They wanted to believe that if they jumped into the bosom of the enemy, they would have the upper hand.

　To prevent them from doing so, LeBaron stood in their way and unleashed a storm of slashes and rains of blood.
　While the human army flinched, Glaozarm shot out a number of black light balls to build up a horrendous number of casualties.

"I'm still heavy ...... at this rate, I may not be able to defeat the hero who says he defeated Gepardu.

　Glaozarm mutters weakly.
　Right now, we just need to wield our power to achieve our goal.

　As he turns his back and signals, the waiting demons begin to move.

'Don't flinch, Kaka.

　The commander was swallowed by the black light ball and died.
　The other big shots are being defeated, and the human army is at a disadvantage.

　They were outnumbered, but losing their commander would destroy the morale of their soldiers.
　Seeing the fleeing soldiers, Glaozarm shouted, "Kill, kill, kill!

'Kill, kill, kill!'

　They have no reason to let the soldiers go.
　It is more troublesome to run away and be persistently resisted many times.

　Besides, the more corpses, the better to weaken the [Warding of the Gods].
　Corpses were built one after another, and the battle ended in a great victory for the demon world's army.