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The light disappeared, and darkness came in.
The Central Plains darkened quickly as the sun set.
The front lines of the Great War of Good and Demonic entered a lull.
"Blessed Existence. Why are you stopping when we're in such good spirits?"
The Heavenly Demon looked at the battle situation with regret.
"Are you really asking me that? As the Cult Leader, don't you know this fact well? It's because of those beast-like bastards."
Blessed Existence frowned and gestured with his chin. The fierce battle had stopped, but the Demon Cult was still in the throes of madness.
In the midst of their forces, scenes of cultists trying to calm their fellow cultists still running wild under the influence of their demonic madness were frequent.
"From a commander's perspective, you demon cultists are the worst. While it's common to go insane in the midst of a war, no one goes as insane as you bastards."
The Demon Cult's demonic madness, to put it simply, maximized a person's ferocity, sexual desire, and appetite. The problem was that if one stayed under its thrall for an extended period of time, it would quickly become uncontrollable.
"Humans have something called the adrenal glands, which are located on the top of the kidneys. When faced with a crisis, it secretes a substance to enhance one's physical abilities. This is the identity of that so-called 'demonic art' of yours."
"Oho. So you've figured out the principle without even having to train in the demonic arts."
"In return for enhancing one's...
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