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Rumble—!!!
A giant heat storm swept throughout the concrete city. The demons that were caught in the explosion were reduced to ashes and scattered. The day of the Apocalypse, which Bael's army had dreamed of, began with the wretched screens of demons.
"Kurgh!" Amon grunted.
The intense heat was penetrating his demonic energy barrier and burning his skin.
Sizzle—!!
Pus oozed out from his skin as excruciating pain attacked him.
'How…?'
Amon's eyes widened. He stared at the giant explosion that had swept the surroundings. Such firepower could not have been possible unless the humans had prepared in advance for the invasion of Bael's army.
'They must have found out about the day of the Apocalypse…!'
That was the only possible explanation.
"Gaaaahhh!" Amon groaned as unpleasantly as nails on a chalkboard.
He gripped his staff tightly and hunched back even more.
"Tent of Evil!" he chanted.
Amon had no idea how the Demon King acquired information about the day of the Apocalypse, but he did not have the leeway to think about it.
Crackle—!
A black tent spread out in front of Amon and covered Bael's...
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