The sky was filled with red, like an inverted ocean, completely covering everything.
An overwhelming rage seemed to engulf the demon before them, and fear spread across the entire icy plain.
A colossal figure loomed over the snowfield, and crimson dust stung people's faces like countless sharp thorns piercing their skin.
This made the pain even more acute for those physically strong barbarians.
Lightton's crimson body barely managed to squeeze out from under the sky, slamming his foot onto the glacier and shattering into dust.
"ha!"
A tremendous roar accompanied the opening of a gaping maw that stretched for miles, as if it would swallow the blood-red full moon hanging in the sky at any moment.
The jet-black claws extending from its limbs tore through the icy ocean and plunged deep into the parched, scarlet earth.
The demon continuously absorbed the red aura in the air, and countless strands of aura transformed into a scarlet-black vortex that swirled endlessly above the gloomy sky.
Demons, by their very nature, use the emotions and desires of living beings as bait to provide a continuous source of power for their growth.
If their emotions are strong enough, they can even evolve into a cruel, enraged beast that can devour the world.
Along the way, Lightton steadily eroded the countless grievances created between the Pale Magic Guild and the barbarians.
In addition, Wrightton had absorbed the emotions of tens of thousands of students during the academy's assessment.
At this moment, it is even more powerful than Yem was before.
Lv50——
Compared to the two Titans, both at level 45, this was a complete rout for Wrightton.
Moreover, their status is inferior to that of demons.
Strictly speaking, the giants of flame and ice were not the two true demigods.
Even for the legendary demigods existing in the far north, lifespan is a crucial factor that binds them.
The real Levadin and Skadi have been sleeping for who knows how long, buried in the snow and ice of the far north.
While there are indeed some little-known methods of summoning, these barbarians are unable to awaken a true demigod giant.
They are merely the descendants of demigod giants who remained in this far north.
A giant who inherited not a single ounce of divine power.
At this moment, both the Pale Magic Guild and the remaining barbarians from the two tribes completely lost control of their emotions after the appearance of the enormous demon.
The crimson crocodile, which was constantly eroding the emotions and was still growing stronger, suddenly felt that half of the source of the emotions had been removed, and immediately felt very unhappy.
They've even forgotten the corresponding fears, so how could they possibly feel anger?
Those barbarian tribes, who are born without brains, lack not only fear but also critical thinking.
After all, they don't even know what a demon is.
Only the most knowledgeable and experienced mages, looking at the terrifying behemoth before them, remained pale and solemn.
"demon……?"
Vladimir, with a cigar dangling from his lips, squinted coldly at the colossal creature standing atop the icy ocean.
The heavy snow turned into a flurry of crimson iron filings. Under the storm, the cigar in his mouth had long been blown out and broken, and his white fur coat was being torn apart by the gale.
The members of the Pale Magic Guild were already deathly pale. Their eyes were wide open, and their lips trembled as if they could no longer control the fear that was overflowing from their bodies.
Erica stared wide-eyed at the enormous demon before her, her eyebrows twitching as if painful memories were flashing through her mind.
Why?
Could a demon appear here?
Such doubts naturally did not only arise among Erica.
Similarly, Gwen's face was extremely grave, with wildly swirling iron filings dancing around her armor.
Just as the scarlet iron filings were about to touch her, they would seem to consciously avoid her.
No, to be precise, it was avoiding Victor.
She admitted that she was a knight.
But that doesn't mean she's brainless like those berserkers.
In the blink of an eye, Gwen had already connected the dots to the demon war in the capital.
Why would such a coincidence happen?
Demons are a rare sight, appearing only once every hundred years, yet in just a few months, they have already appeared twice.
Unfortunately, Viktor was always there.
She felt a slight chill in her body, even though she was leaning against Victor's chest. But the thought of that demon, which might be related to Victor, made her feel cold.
When I think of those cruel demons and the heroic warriors who sacrificed their lives...
She couldn't help but connect the demon of that incident with Victor.
The arrogance of those barbarians had vanished, replaced by immense fear.
Faced with that almost invincible existence, all they wanted was to escape.
But whenever they take action and are about to escape...
With the slightest movement, those flying iron filings would pierce through their robust bodies.
Like turning into powder, the flesh and blood lost their shape, bursting into a bright red smoke that slowly dissipated.
The pristine snowfield did not deepen in color because of the red moonlight; instead, the crimson hue dyed the earth red until it turned pitch black.
Seeing the scene before them, the mages, whose bodies were not strong to begin with, dared not move, fearing that they would be instantly vaporized by the demon's indiscriminate attack.
At that moment, Gwen felt her limbs stiffen and she felt so cold that she didn't know how to think.
She desperately wanted to believe that none of this had anything to do with Victor, but the appearance of the enormous demon before her was a constant reminder to Gwen.
Viktor, what on earth are you doing?
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