I will be a demon in this life!

Chapter 187


The day the war began on the borders between the territories of demons and humans.

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The sky was a light-dark color, with only two hours left until nightfall.

Lights of different colors, explosions, lightning, lasers, fire, wind, stones, shadows, fog, and countless other forms in which demonic spells and human magic can materialize.

For anyone who admired magic, the sight was a large-scale fantasy spectacle, but for the commanders of both armies who watched the battlefield, they were just spells cast by low-level magicians.

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In the middle of the battlefield, a demon warrior wielded his weapon, slashing upward across the terrified face of a human wizard whose head was split in two when he let his guard down and allowed the demon to reach him.

The demon's face, which had a broken horn and half of its face burned from the impact of a fire spell, was covered in blood. He inhaled and exhaled, wiped his face with one of his hands, barely cleaning his purple-skinned face and short red hair. With tense muscles and his demonic core throbbing as it sent energy to the demon's body, the demon ran, dodging spells amid the chaos while visualizing his next target, but it all ended when his mouth filled with blood. In an instant, six stone spears had pierced different parts of his body. A frightened wizard had seen a demon infiltrate the human formations and used the power of his staff, which he had obtained after graduating, to create a mid-level spell in desperation. He felt relief at killing the demon and was going to try to reorganize some formations with other humans in the midst of the chaos, but suddenly an arrow pierced his eye, He urinated in fear, but before he could do anything else, a demonic arrow pierced his head.

Scenes like these and even more grotesque ones were repeated everywhere across the battlefield. Human formations and demonic formations were only used at the beginning, because when both enemy forces were close together, everything descended into chaos, where the law of the strongest prevailed and it was every man for himself.

An exhausted demonic sorcerer had enlisted because the pay wasn't bad and he wanted to help his family, especially his little sister, who seemed to have a talent for manipulating demonic energy. Now, in the midst of chaos, that demonic sorcerer felt his demonic core throbbing after the multiple demands made by its owner. Coughing and blood. Fatigue spares no one, the demonic sorcerer continued to shoot fireballs at humans, the gem on his low-level staff was cracking. The sorcerer had never participated in a war before. The demonic sorcerer felt pain when his demonic core began to crack, but he refused to stop, not out of courage, but out of fear of death. He had already seen dozens and dozens of demons die amid the chaos. Bang! The gem on the demon sorcerer's staff broke, and he raised his dark-skinned hand with red nails and cast spells with the remnants of his own magic as he vomited blood and cried at the thought of his little sister. The demon sorcerer's head rolled on the ground when a rough-looking human cut off his head with a battle axe. The tanned, bald, bearded man with some scars on his face was wearing thick black clothes. He ran toward his next target while thinking that if he survived, he would go to a brothel, drink, and fuck some whores. The human caught up with a demon woman who was wielding a sword. It took about 10 moves, but experience prevailed, and the human decapitated the demon woman in the end. He then looked for another target, but soon realized that he had been surrounded, and dozens of spears and cuts of demonic energy turned the human into pieces of flesh, bones, and severed entrails.

Both armies, humans and demons alike, had sent an offensive vanguard of inexperienced soldiers to the battlefield, made up of warriors, mages, youths, swordsmen, and others. Due to their lack of experience, both vanguards descended into chaos, resulting in a large number of random casualties on both sides. However, the commanders and strategists watched the events unfold in order to organize the next battalion they would send into battle after studying the talents of their counterparts' soldiers.

For the commanders on both sides, the first randomly assembled battalions gave them a rough idea of the level and talent of their enemies. When analyzing the battlefield, if there were countless disposable talents among the cannon fodder, it most likely meant that the enemy had even more outstanding talents who were worth much more than those used as sacrifices for calculation.

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Night had fallen. In some areas, the day's battles had ceased, while in others, fierce fighting continued, because what difference does day or night make in the midst of war? At a critical moment, no one will stop fighting just because night has fallen.

The dead numbered in the hundreds and hundreds on both sides on a single battlefield; if all the battlefields where battles had taken place that day were added together, the dead numbered in the thousands and thousands.

Not all died from enemy attacks; some died when they were crushed by their own comrades after falling tired or unconscious on the ground. Others died when they pushed their bodies to the limit, causing magical backlashes or the explosion of their demonic cores.

In the middle of the battlefield, a human wizard holds the upper half of his beloved's body. They had overestimated their own abilities and participated in the war believing that killing demons would be like killing low-level monsters or beasts. No one cares about such romanticism, as evidenced by a robust, muscular demon with thick, sharp teeth, one broken white horn and the other intact, and grayish-green scaly skin, who strikes the top of the wizard's head with a mallet. The wizard's arms drop the remains of his beloved, his eyes pop out of their sockets, and the rest of his head is crushed into an unnatural shape. After that, the demon looks for another target and finds a human wielding a heavy spear, whose face shows signs of exhaustion.

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