In an instant, the demons sprawled before him, and Davey confidently puffed out his chest. Without horns, one could easily differentiate humans from demons, but these creatures had already been overwhelmed by the unique power of the Dark Lord that Davey had emitted earlier.

After a moment of hesitation, Davey decisively unleashed his magic.

Boom!!

"Ugh!" The demons that were lying prostrate trembled even more.

"Everyone, disappear. This is my territory. No demon shall step foot here."

"But, but humans are in this place…"

"Fool," Davey said coldly, slowly approaching.

He effortlessly changed his appearance as naturally as one would breathe. After all, no one knew the appearance of Perserque better than him. In an instant, his illusion changed, and to the demons, he now appeared as a silver-haired girl.

"Your, Your Majesty!"

One of the demons, a Swordmaster who had been groaning in pain, had wide eyes in disbelief. With his level of abilities, he must have encountered Perserque in person before.

"Why, why are you here…?"

"Almost ruined my plan because of you. Are you aware of that?"

Davey's words made the demon's eyes bulge.

The demon then dropped to his knees and started banging his head on the ground, uttering in despair and shame. "Please kill me for my disobedience to Your...