As she spoke, Sukra actually lay down. Corte and Galen exchanged a derisive glance, using their divine arts to summon projections to fight in their stead, heading toward the Thrones. Sukra followed in resignation, touching her eyes. Wayne’s violent injection had filled her to the brim. She would use her ultimate skill twice for digestion.0

The three of them entered the battle. The projections of the Goddess of Sun and the Goddess of Moonlight emerged, and the door to the Underworld opened. Their involvement increased the pressure on the demons.0

Since the demons were at a disadvantage, and they insisted on following the traditions of making sure the others were the ones to suffer, half of them were taken out, leaving only five.0

At first, they had done nothing, only focusing on running at the front. Then, they guessed what would happen and, not wanting to be the cannon fodder, they did nothing. Later, they knew they needed to do something, but couldn’t. Now, they wished they had done something, but it was already too late.0

The Holy Roman Empire’s legitimacy might be debated, but not Hell’s seat of power—it was obviously in Windsor. The opportunists acted the...0